THE VOID- Larry

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When I got off of work I raced home immediately. It was a very busy night and I just wanted to hug and kiss Harry, he always had a way of making everything better.

Plus I told him I loved him earlier.
Still excited about that.
He told me he loved me back.
Honestly ecstatic.

I pulled up to my drive way, and walked into the house.

"Harry I'm home!" I called out, getting myself a glass of water and turning the tv on.

I sipped some of it, and scrolled through the channels.

"Harry?" I shouted out.

I got no response. My heart beat instantly quickened.

Relax Louis, maybe he's asleep.

I walked to the stairs and went up to my room.

I opened the door and it was a mess.

Notebook paper was everywhere, and there was no Harry in sight.

"Harry!" I called out. Going to the bathroom and making sure he wasn't there.

I came back to the room and picked up some of the note book pages.

A drawing of a dog under a rainbow.
A drawing of a volcano.
I went through more drawings and then I came upon a terrifying one.

This one had more detail than the others and the lines were less precise and more shakey.

It was a drawing of a gate dividing the paper, at the corner of the page.

People were on the ground except one was standing.

It looked like Harry was on the other side of the gate.

I immediately knew this was the void. I folded it and put it into my back pocket.

Where could Harry be?

I texted Liam.

Loueh: did Harry come by?
Liam: nah mate.
Liam: what happened? Everything alright?
Loueh: I can't find him. He's vanished.
Liam: fuck.
Liam: I'm so sorry. Do you need help?
Loueh: I'll tell you. Thanks.

Tears began pricking my eyes, making them burn in sadness and a little anger.

Louis: Niall did Harry come by?
Niall: no, why what happened
Louis: he's gone. Can't find him.
Niall: oh my god
Niall: that's so dangerous he's not in his right mind.
Niall: do you need help?

I began sobbing now. Typing out a "no." To him.

I knew I needed one person, one person who probably wanted nothing to do with me.

I dialed zayns number.

It rang for awhile, and I didn't think he was going to pick up.

But then the ringing stopped and he answered.

He sighed.
"What Louis?" He asked.

I couldn't hold back.

"You were right. I'm sorry. I should've taken him to the hospital." I sobbed into the phone, not even bothering to wipe my tears away.

"Louis? What's going on?" He asked, his tone shifting from upset to concerned.

"He's- he's gone I don't know where he is. I went to work and god he's gone." I wept, trying my best to breathe in between words.

"Calm down. We're going to find him. Last time this happened he went to the boarded off dock down by the hospital. He probably went there again. I'm coming to get you, bye." He said, then hung up.