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Louis: Kidnapping (3)

15 Days since Louis Kidnapping

Louis POV

It had become routine. The first time was traumatizing, but I was reluctant to say I got used to it. Most of my day was spent in the chair, tied at my hands and feet. Sometimes they did my neck, but not all the time. The amount of people surrounding me seemed to dwindle down to 2. The main guy, whose name was Steve and the other guy named Drew.

I learned their rules. I was beaten if I tried to escape, but sometimes I was just beaten anyways, especially if Steve had been drinking. At this point I knew my ankle was broken, along with my wrist. I had multiple cuts on my wrist from Drew's knife and bruises all over my body. My knee was popped out of place a few times, but Drew put it back after my beating was complete. Then Steve would untie me and rape me. I couldn't fight back as he usually had a gun on him and I didn't want to take any chances.

They hadn't drugged me in a few days. From what I heard, they drug me when the police come near. They don't want me screaming or trying to get their attention, so they just put me out.

The days passed, but I still had no idea how long it's been. There became a routine. I got the smallest amount of food in the morning. They untied one of my wrists, usually my bad one, to allow me to eat. I was watched closely, but didn't try anything as I was desperate for food and would like to stay alive. Then I was in the chair for most of the day, sleeping on and off. I also tried to get information about each of the guys, but when it seemed like I was getting somewhere, the guy disappeared. And I couldn't get anything out of Steve or Drew, so I just gave up. Then Steve would come back and night and get it over with. I just learned to deal with it and hoped to god that someone would find me soon, as I wasn't sure how long I would last.

Harry POV

It had been just over two week since Louis' kidnapping. Management had asked us to do a concert, but it was terrible. None of us could focus and we felt bad for the fans. We got through it, but decided and took it upon ourselves to not move forward with the tour until Louis was found.

My mum was staying with me, but she had to go back 2 days ago, as her work wouldn't let her stay longer. Niall decided to stay with me, which was really sweet. I still didn't eat that much, but I had a little everyday, so it was fine.

I started to go through Louis' things and found his favorite sweatshirt, the green adidas one. It was huge on him, but I loved it on him. I started to wear that, along with the necklace with his ring on it. He had left his necklace that day, so now it was just sitting in our room. When I first put it on, I had broken down crying, just wanting him back.

That afternoon Niall and I watched a movie. I fell asleep halfway through, but was awoken by the doorbell. Niall got up and I rubbed my eyes, removing the sleep from my face.

"Harry!" Niall called.

"Coming!" I approached the door and saw the two officers. I feared the worst as I came up behind Niall. "Just don't tell me he's dead."

"No no no. Just listen. Harry, this is my partner, Officer Kailey. We think we might have found Louis, but we need your help." I nodded and led the two officers to the living room.

"My help? H-how?"

"We found the car that you described outside a small warehouse in the woods. We have been searching the woods of London, looking for any kind of clues. We have found 3 more men who were killed just outside the woods edge. One of them had this on them." The women pulled out a golden ring. It had my initials on it and I gasped.

"W-where did you get this?" I said, grabbing the ring from her hand and examining it close.

"One of the men had it. We assumed it was Louis' as it stood for your initials."

"Y-yes. It's his. I have it for him as a good luck charm. He always keeps it on him so he can be reminded of me when I'm gone. As you know our job takes us everywhere, so he holds onto that and can think of me when I'm away. So why do you need my help?"

"So we have seen this older guy walk in and out of the warehouse. He walks quite far from a small house just outside the woods. He seems to leave early in the morning and not return until late at night. We need you to see the man and see if you recognize him before we go into the warehouse."

"O-okay. W-when do w-we go?" His voice was shaking as he placed the gold ring on his finger.

"We are going to take you now. We already have men in the woods ready to go in as soon as we get the all clear from you. Let's go." They took me in their car and drove down the freeway. We slowly came to a stop as the two officers parked the car. They opened my door and we began the trek into the woods. I saw the warehouse that was covered in leaves and moss, barely seen from the outside world. "Okay, so it's that time when the man leaves. Just watch for him, okay?"

I nodded and watched the door. Soon an older man came out, zipping up his pants, blood stained his hands. I looked at his face and immediately recognized him as the driver of the vehicle. I was worried sick after the actions he just completed.

"Harry?"

"Sorry, what?"

"Do you recognize him?"

"Yes! He was the driver. He has him. We have to get him." I got up and went towards the warehouse before I was pulled back by the officer.

"No Harry. We have to let swat do their thing." Then Officer Nickerson spoke into his walkie talkie and the team moved in. Officer Nickerson followed them, with Harry on his back. They stormed the warehouse, coming into a horrifying site.

"Stay back! Come any closer and I'll kill him." A guy with a knife to Louis' throat spoke. Louis looked exhausted and hurt as blood poured down his leg and it seemed to come from his torso. His right ankle seemed messed up, along with his wrist. He was struggling to stand and his breathing was shallow. The guy held Louis up with one hand, holding the knife with another.

"Put the knife down and let him go. Now!" An officer on the swat team spoke up. I was crying, quietly calling Louis' name, but he couldn't hear him. The officer started to move closer, but the knife was dangerously close to Louis' neck.

"Don't! I will do it." He started to draw a little blood from Louis' neck as Louis whimpered in pain. I fell to my knees, sobbing. Officer Nickerson started to pull me out, but I scrambled, holding onto the door frame.

"There is no way out of this Drew! Put the knife down or I won't hesitate to shoot you."

"No! This wasn't how it was supposed to go! Steve promised!" Drew put the knife down to Louis' torso and I was relieved slightly, but then an officer lunged at him. Drew dragged the knife across Louis torso, causing him to scream out in pain and he collapsed on the floor. There was a gunshot and Drew went down, and I went to Louis. I just realized that he was only in his boxers and I thought the worst. He was slipping in and out of consciousness, so I put pressure on his large wound. Paramedics came quickly, and tried to stabilize him. They didn't let me into the ambulance as his injuries were life threatening. Officer Nickerson drove me to the hospital and I was forced into the waiting room. I called Niall and Liam and they told me they were on their way.