It was around midnight and the plane was at a cruising altitude making the ride a lot more smooth and quiet. I sat in my reclining chair across from Harry who was fast asleep, underneath the soft, warm, cotton blanket.
I sat up thinking about the whole situation at the airport and how my friends came looking for me. I knew back in Riverdale that everyone believed Harry had kidnapped me and honestly it not the truth. I just don't get why we couldn't explain that. My friends are understanding. They'll understand why I'm with Harry. I could've explained that I'm actually an accomplice.
It all didn't make sense to me. The odd amount of resources he had to get us away and sketchy guys who could make us federal documents just at the tip of his fingers. But why? Why did he have these things if he's never done anything like this before?
I decided enough was enough. I was tired of seeing mysterious things and passing them off as coincidental. I slowly stood to my feet and went over to Harry who fell asleep with his laptop open on incognito watching a YouTube video on how to make homemade pasta noodles.
I grab the laptop carefully not to disturb him and went back to my seat. I let the video play for background purposes and decided to snoop around.
And there the dig began.
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It was a peaceful day back in the UK and all the citizens were at ease. Well not in the office at the airport. That's where the chaos began.
"Okay so it's my fault this big piece of shit hit me with a suitcase!" Louis says and Zayn rolls his eyes at his loud and annoying friend. He had already had his head slammed into concrete and might have a possible concussion so the volume was too loud for him.
"No sir we aren't saying that, but you did engage in the fig-" the attendant begins to speak but is rudely cut off by Louis again.
"After he hit me! With! A suitcase!" Louis exclaims and Zayn shakes his head irritated. The day couldn't get any worse and they had been there all day with no food or water. They were locked here until RPD came to escort them home. If you thought policemen in America were shit, it's no cake stand in the UK.
"I understand and he will be dealt with accordingly. We just want to better understand the situation with the abduction." The attendant tells Louis trying to calm him. Zayn knew Louis was just hungry but Louis didn't care. Hungry or not, his friend slipped away from him.
"Let's go through this again. What happened?"
"I was arguing with my friend here when I bumped into this guy. He dropped his passports when I fell. I tried to give them back and I seen the passport had my missing friends face on it who has been missing by the way for almost two weeks!" Louis says trying to stay calm. He was irritated he had to explain the story once again and didn't understand why the guy didn't believe him.
"Then that's when I see my friend walking with my old history teacher who oddly looks hot in airport attire, holding my friend hostage and when I called out to him-" Zayn interrupted Louis trying to deescalate the sound.
"Big, buff and ugly hit Louis with a suitcase and tackled me." Zayn says and Louis cracks a smile.
"That was a good one lad." Louis says placing his hand on Zayns thigh as Zayn shrugs knowing he did well.
"I know right. I've been working on it." He replies and Louis was about to compliment his improvement before there was a knock at the door.
They all look to see Gary and Bora on the opposite side holding surprised looks to the beat up boys. Louis sighs at the sight of the detective from town and looks to Zayn who was equally annoyed.
"Hello boys, fancy seeing you here?" Bora says sarcastically as she excuses the attendant giving the detectives and the boys alone time.
Gary sits behind the desk finally getting rest from his tiresome flight and Bora sits on it taking a good look at the beaten boys. They did not go down without a fight. Considering they met the guy who beat them senseless, she expected worse.
"What the hell do you guys want?" Louis snarls at the crossing his arms across his chest.
"We want to know why you imbeciles in the midst of your friend being missing would you fly to Britain and make claims you seen Niall." She asks and Gary leans back in the chair studying them.
"Look we care about our friend. We searched the mansion and found this book." Zayn speaks up and reaches into his backpack to reveal the journal they found which Harry wrote down his plans of kidnapping their friend.
"I know we shouldn't have been there but we care too much about Niall to let some idiots play cops and take forever to find him." Louis speaks bringing all the sass he could bring.
Bora takes the journal and passes it to Gary for him to inspect. He was dumbfound to figure out that his boys missed something in the search. How could they miss something like this.
"So did you see Niall? Was he okay?" Bora asks placing her manicured hands on her thighs and down to her knees.
"Yes. We seen him walking with Harry but he was oddly laughing." Louis says remembering every detail. How Niall's hair looks freshly washed and how he looked too comfortable with Mr. Styles.
"He wasn't harmed?" Bora asks confused as to why a kid who was kidnapped would be happy. Unless he had Stockholm syndrome.
"No. But as soon as we called out to him, Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him away." Louis finishes. He sits back and fights off the long inevitable tears.
"We were so close and now he's on a plane to god knows where." Zayn says and the boys sit silently as Bora stares at their grim faces. They still can't believe the situation they were in. One moment they were partying and the next their in the UK fighting bad guys for Niall.
"He's going to be fine. We just have to get you boys home and we'll be in touch. I promise." Bora explains and The boys nod agreeing with her. They didn't want anything else but to be home anyway. This trip made them feel worse and useless.
Something will give.
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It was clean.
The entire fucking laptop was clean. Not a tab of porn, a file of a celebrity he was in love with, nothing about his family. His computer was wiped clean as if he just got it today.
It didn't makes sense. How is this possible?
He heard rumbling in the seat across from him and quickly looked over to see Harry slowly sit up from his resting position. He looks over to me sluggishly and his voice hoarse as he yawned.
"Couldn't sleep?" He asked wiping his eyes like a child. I smiled at the little action before I closed the laptop screen.
"Yes. I tried to watch a movie but nothing caught my eye." I say and he nods before he sits back in his seat.
"Everything's gonna be fine. I'm just gonna order some pizza so we can go to the zoo." He says snuggling back under his blanket. I nod chuckling at him.
"Yes. I'll take pepperoni." I laugh as Harry laughs too.
"Yknow. This is a dream come true for me. I've always wanted you Niall. I just never knew the right time. I've always wanted to take you around the world and spoil you with all of my money." He murmurs in his sleep and then turns to face me with his face starting to relax as I watched him fall into slumber.
"It worked out so well."
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I reread my story for loopholes and realized I left my writer notes at the end of a chapter.
I do that to map out my chapter and make cuts and you guys seen it and were probably confused.
Sorry if it's short I just needed a filler chapter before I got down to business.
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