Tied up|| Larry Stylinson

8.

(Quick disclaimer, I realised I've messed up the chapter numbers but I didn't want to go edit them because it would say that I've updated the chapters so this is actually chapter eight because I forgot to do a chapter 5 so yeah that's all)

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Gemma's POV

I woke up to the sound of fighting. Mum and Dad hadn't stopped since they found out Harry was gone. I had came back from work to try help find him but we still had no leads, Mum thought Dad knew something but if he did he sure as hell wasnt telling us.

He wouldn't even let us file a missing persons report, but if we didn't find anything soon I was going to do it, I wanted my brother back and I didn't care if that meant going against my dad.

I was going into his work, the night before Mum had been telling me that he spent most of his time there with Niall, his best friend. So maybe he knew where Harry is.

I got changed before walking downstairs where the sound of my parents shouting got louder.

"Get out of my house! I want my baby back but clearly you don't. You are the reason he's gone and you don't even want to help look for him, you know something that you aren't telling us! you just want my fucking money so get the fuck out Desmond!" She had tears running down her face, I could see she meant what she had said. She really missed Harry, and so did I.

I missed the way he smiled, I missed the way he told people he worked at a bakery every chance he got just because he was proud of it, I missed the way he would take care of me when I was sad or unwell. Fuck I just missed him.

Before ether of my parents could spot me I slipped on my shoes and headed for the bakery, it wasn't far so I decided against taking my car.

Niall's POV

Harry still hasn't shown up. I don't know what's wrong with him, he's never missed a day of work. Even when he was unwell he would insist on working, even if he was going to be late he made sure to at least call and tell us. But I hadn't heard anything from him since last Saturday, it was now Friday.

I was seriously starting to get worried, but Harry had always made sure never to take me to his house because he didn't want me meeting his family, encase they scared me away (which they could never) but that meant that I had no way of asking a family member where he was or going to his house to see if he was okay. I had a bad feeling he wasn't.

Last night was when I lost it, I needed my best friend back, we hadn't been apart this long since the first time we met. We were inseparable, I missed him so much. I cried myself to sleep last night.

I was through the back when I heard the ring of the bell, telling me someone had entered. When I went through to the front there was a pretty girl standing there, she looked quite similar to Harry. "Hi, how can I help you?"

"Hi. I'm Gemma Styles, Harry's sister. I was wondering if maybe I could ask a few things?..."

Holy shit something really bad has happened. I can feel it, why else would she be here to ask ME things about her own brother.

I gestured for her to have a seat and got James to take over for a while.

"Is Harry okay?" I quickly asked her before she could speak.

"I don't know... he's not came home since Saturday, I thought maybe you would know where he is..do you remember when you last saw him?"

"I do.. it was actually on Saturday and he came into my room and woke me up. He was all happy and giddy because he had a date with this guy that had been coming into the cafe, I let him borrow some of my clothes then he left because he didn't want to be late. He didn't show up to work that day, I've not seen him since." I said with a frown.

"Do you know the name of the person he was on a date with?"

"I think his name was Lewis?... no! Louis. It was Louis."  I could see a look of worry place on her face as I said that name, that can't be good.

Gemma's POV

That name.. it was so familiar, in fact it was too familiar. I really hoped it wasn't who I thought it was.

"Do you have a picture of this guy by any chance?"

He pulled his phone out. "I don't have a picture, but I have a video from of Harry tying to flirt with him, it was too funny not to record..."

He turned the phone towards me and played the video, I felt my jaw drop as I saw the guy Harry was trying to flirt with.
"Louis Tomlinson..." I whispered to myself but Niall definitely heard it because he gave me a puzzled look and asked me "who?.."

"My dads dealer.." I could remember one time a few years ago I had saw my dad leaving late at night, at the time I had no idea he did drugs. I wanted to know where he was going every night, so I followed him. I ended up behind a bin in an alleyway listening to my dad talk to man that went by name Louis Tomlinson, he was then handed a bag and was injecting himself with whatever was inside in a matter of seconds. I don't remember seeing him pay.

I stood up from my seat "thank you so much Niall." I quickly got up and left, I don't care what my dad says. I'm filing a fucking missing persons report, this guy is dangerous and he has got my fucking brother.

Hey guys! So next chapter is going to be back to what's going on with Harry, but comment if you would want more chapters like these in the future showing what is happening back at home and how they are trying to find him. I know this wasn't the best chapter so I apologise for that I'm trying haha

-Katie <3