Strings (Book 2 in the CCHR Series)

Chapter 6

Harry POV

As soon as I got off the phone with Niall, I knew exactly what needed to be done. We had to team up, and figure out what the hell was going on.  I put my cell in my pocket, and grabbed my keys. Niall was right in saying that something was wrong.

 Louis had talked to me on countless occasions about how much he despised Eleanor, and that he felt terrible for not seeing how heartless she was. He is an exceptional actor, but I know him, and I know that he couldn’t have been acting.

Liam always has his cellphone on, and on his person. He’s also typically very adamant about answering almost immediately when it rings. He wasn’t picking up and management removed him by force when he’s usually so willing. It was unnerving, and the possible reasons were eating away at me.

I kept thinking to myself, they wouldn’t go that far would they? I mean, forcibly taking someone somewhere is kidnap. It’s illegal, and completely out of line. Would management really kidnap Liam over mine and Louis’ relationship?

I pulled into Niall’s driveway, and jogged to the house. My palms and neck were sweating like crazy from nerves. I knocked on the front door, and Niall opened it shortly after. He let me in, and I found Zayn in the living room on the couch. He must have arrived just before me.

We talked for a little bit about the situation, Zayn and I. Niall was furiously typing something on the computer.

“So Zayn what do you think?” I asked. “Would they actually go that far?”

He frowned, and rubbed his stubble in contemplation.

“It’s hard to say. Ryan was so pissed off when he found out about you and Louis, but I don’t know why he would hurt Liam because of it.”

I nodded.

“I do,” I said. “I used to watch crime dramas on the tour bus after you had all gone to bed.”

Niall turned around in his chair.

“He’s doing it to hurt us. He knows that all of us would rather die than have Liam hurt. He doesn’t give a damn about the two of you, he strictly wants Louis and I to pay.”

I rested my head in my hands, frustrated and scared.

“Hey man, this is all of our fight. We stand behind the two of you. Not Ryan. Liam is our mate too. We’ll stop at nothing to find him,” Zayn said.

“We may be closer than we thought…” Niall interjected. “Liam’s location services are on. I have his find my phone account open. I can’t figure out his password.”

Zayn and I stood and walked over to the computer.

“What have you guessed so far?” Zayn asked.

“Well, I was trying to think of things he calls himself. I guessed RealLiamPayne, but that wasn’t it,” Niall sighed.

“What about DaddyDirection?” Zayn suggested. Niall typed it in, but it was incorrect.

“What about BigPayno?” Niall asked. We nodded, and he entered it. It loaded for a second, and we got our hopes up, but it failed again.

“Let’s try things that are near and dear to him,” I suggested.

“Sophia Smith?” Zayn suggested.

“Nope,” Niall said, after he had entered it. He typed something else that didn’t work. “It’s not Wolverhampton either.”

“Try Batman,” Zayn said. Meanwhile, I got out my phone and went to the FMP website. I tried myself to make an account.

“It says there has to be numbers in the password guys,” I established. Niall hit the desk with his hand.

“For Christ’s sake guys, we’re his best mates; we have to be able to figure it out!” He yelled.

We pondered for a second.

“Loki,” I said. “His dog.”

Niall nodded.

“What numbers?” He asked.

“Try 1993,” Zayn suggested.

Niall entered it. It flashed red, and we all groaned.

We thought for a few more seconds, and then Niall perked up. He typed briskly, and finally gained access to Liam’s account.

“0723,” he said, frantically clicking the prompts to find Liam’s phone.

“What?” Zayn asked.

“July 23rd,” I said. “One Direction, of course.”

Niall found his way to a map on the website, and a tiny red dot appeared.

“He’s in Bristol. It gave me his coordinates. Guys, we have to go,” Niall said.

Zayn and I nodded. We all grabbed our jackets and piled into Niall’s car.

We had a long drive ahead of us.

While we were on the road, I spent most of my time on my phone. I was scrolling through twitter, to see if anyone had seen anything, or heard anything from Liam. I was having no luck, until I came across 3 posts that Niall was tagged in.

From: @heyitsemlay

@NiallOfficial Is Liam really this kinky??!!

From: @footloosetommo

@NiallOfficial TELL ME THIS IS JUST A JOKE!!!!

From: @lol_musiclife

@NiallOfficial  WHAT IS THIS???!!!!

All three included the same link, so I clicked on it.

I was horrified, mesmerized and amazed all at the same time.

Of course they had.

These three beautiful, incredible, mischievous, and brilliant ladies had leaked a video:

Of Liam tied to a chair in a cement room, with a blindfold and a choke on.

AN: YAY UPDATE! Its been too long guys and I'm sorry. Thanks for all your twitter names, you guys are amazing!!

Til next time!!

Ciao!! :)