Chapter Twenty Three

*Loui's P.O.V*

"Lou, come one mate. We have one last interview to do," I hear one of the boys say.

"No. Do it without me. I refuse. Every interview, someone always brings her up! I can't do this anymore. I'm not going to anymore interviews!" I exclaim while taking my face from my hands and looking up at the boys.

They all have shocked looks on their faces, probably surprised at my little outburst. After a few seconds, Liam nods and walks off, followed closely by Niall. But Harry, Harry stands there and continues to stare at me.

"What?" I ask him after he stares at me for about another minute.

"I think your right. We should tell Simon, no more interviews," Harry says quietly while looking down at his hands.

"Even if he did make us do another interview, I'm not going. Like I said, they always bring her up and I can't take it anymore," I sigh.

"I know boo. But listen, I know this isn't what you want to hear, heck, I don't even want to think it, but you have to be prepared for the worst Lou," Harry says while crouching down next to me.

"I know."

And I do know that. I do know that there is a chance that we won't find her or even if we do find her, she may not be alive. I hate thinking about it and I try to be positive and hold out hope but at least once a day, I do think about the other things that could happen to her because they are a possibility. Whether i like it or not, they could still happen.

And I think that's what hurts the most. The fact that I don't know what condition we are going to find her in. I don't know if we are going to find her, if we are going to find her alive or if she is going to be okay when we find her. There are so many possibilities but only one outcome. And that thought it like a punch to the face. It really kills.

"Harry, come on. We have to go on in a few minutes," Liam tells Haz as he jogs over.

"Okay. I'll talk to you later okay Lou."

I watch Harry and Liam walk over to some tech guy who starts putting mics on the guys shirts. I reach up and wipe my cheeks with the back of my hand, hoping I don't look too terrible. But I guess I'm used to it, having tear stained cheeks and messy hair.

A half an hour later, the boys walk of the stage and straight over to where I am. I sit up so the boys can sit on the couch next to me. They all plop down, letting out big sighs of relief, well, what I think is relief anyway.

"That was intense," Niall mumbles.

"Yep."

"I agree."

"I think we should go. I can't stand to be here for another minute," Liam sighs.

"Neither can I," I say quietly.

"Let's go! To the direction mobile!" Niall exclaims as he stands up, pointing in the direction of the door.

"Catch me Nialler!" Harry yells as he jumps on Niall's back.

"Ow! Harry! You fat lump, get off!" Niall moans as he tries to shove Harry off.

"Ride horsey ride!"

"Harry get off Niall," Liam says, going into daddy direction mode.

I watch as Harry climbs off Niall, shoulders slumped in defeat, "Not fair."

I feel a small smile appear on my face, shocking myself. I don't smile very much, it feels wrong to be doing it in a situation such as this. But I can always count on the boys to cheer me up a little bit, even on my worst days.

"Boys, the lucky thing is, there are no fans out there, I'm not sure why but there are none," Paul explains as he walks over.

"Good. I don't think I could put up with more screaming today," I sigh.

Even though I wasn't out on the stage for the interview, I could still hear the fans screaming as loud as if they were standing right next to me. It's insane how loud they can scream sometimes.

We all stand up, grabbing our things and walking towards the back entrance. I literally cannot wait to get out of this place. That is my feeling after every interview, only because they bring her up and I always end up walking off the set crying. I just can't wait to get away from the people who have no sense of personal space or personal life.

Walking out the door, we wait until we are all out before we start walking over to the van. My eyes flit around the parking lot, not thinking anything when they pass over the car. That is, until I see something lying on the floor next to the car.

"What's that?" I ask while making my steps slower.

"I don't know. It wasn't here before," Paul says as he stops walking.

We all stop a few seconds later, scared of what could be over there, lying on the tar and gravel, "Do you think we should have a look or just...?"

"Just what? Leave it there? What if it's an animal that's been hurt or something?" I say to Harry.

"But an animal wouldn't be wrapped in a blanket like that unless someone had dumped it there," Liam explains, finding the logical answer.

"I'll go take a look," Paul sighs.

And then it hits me like a tonne of bricks. An animal that's been hurt and rolled up in a blanket. How could I be so stupid.

"Stop Paul. I'll go," I say while walking slowly forward.

"Louis-"

I cut him off swiftly, "No Paul. Think about it. We thought it was an animal. What if it's not an animal but it's..."

I watch them all think for a moment before their eyes widen slowly as the register what I'm saying. Paul lets out a slow sigh, "Okay."

I turn back around and walk towards the blankets, my heart racing in my chest. When I get closer, the smell of blood and dirt hits my nose, causing me to stop for a second to regain my composure. Once I reach it, I take a deep breath before crouching down next to it.

I reach for a part of the blanket that will allow me to pull it away, and slowly pull it off the thing that smells of blood and dirt. When I see what's under the tattered black blanket, my heart stops and my blood runs cold. Tears form in my eyes and I can't stop the strangled sob that escaped my mouth.

"Louis, what is it?"

But I'm too shocked to even speak.

 Ahhhh... the cliffhangers are back once again. This time they are in full force!

I feel very evil when I write chapters with cliffhangers like this and I think about changing them but then I'm like 'Nah. The best chapters have huge cliffhanger endings.' So yeah. That is why there are such big cliffhangers in my books :)

A few of you have been asking me to update right after the update for the day but I want you to all know that that won't be happening. Firstly, because I would have to write the chapter first and second, because I'm only updating once a day.

I want this book to last longer than Wrong Number did. I don't want it to finish super quickly. And also, guys. I'm only freaking human. I just gave you an update. Can you not be happy about it and say something that isn't 'update please' in your comment. I'm glad you all love the book but saying update isn't going to get an update any quicker. 

The only thing it does is annoy me to be honest. Like, I just gave you an update. I just spent maybe an hour writing this so you can read it and instead of saying thank you you just tell me to update.

I'm sorry. That wasn't meant to turn into a rant but I just had to say something about it.

But, on a good note, our internet is back! YAY! I'm very happy about it, you guys have no idea.

QOTC: What do you think was in that blanket?

ILYSM!

SWAG ON!

~ TJ xoxoxoxo