Eliza took us back to hers where she let us use her phone to tell the other boy. They were on there way over as soon as they heard.

“We can’t tell the police - the press will have a field day and at the Old Ship Yard if you tell the police you’re in deep trouble, they won’t just want Harry they’ll want all of us” Eliza explained.

Niall looked so tired, he sat silently. By now I knew when he did this he was either scared or deep in thought about something. He bit the skin around his thumb. He was so worried about Harry and everyone could see it. They were like brothers. 

The doorbell went and in came Zayn, Liam and Louis minus their girlfirends. “We don’t want them dragged into this, we want them safe” Liam explained. It was understandable, I mean one of their bandmates ex girlfriends had gone crazy and had taken him with the help of some very dodgy friends. It sounded like something out of a very bad soap opera. Why had this happened? Right at this point, and I couldn’t help thinking it was my fault. If I hadn’t turned up would Harry be safe? No, I mustn’t think like that. All that mattered right now was saving Harry.

“Guys this is Eliza, she is going to help us” I explained. They all mumbled a few ‘hellos’ but I could tell they were all really worried about Harry.

“So what are we going to do? He could be in so much danger” Zayn asked.

“Well I know that round the back there is an entrance, where they bring in supplies for the.. workers. If thats what you call them. I reckon we could get in through there. Nobody ever guards it because nobody expects anyone to come through with the food” Eliza explained.

“So we get in, find Harry, get out?” Louis replied.

“Thats the plan, and we need to do it as soon as possible, I don’t want him spending a night in there.” Eliza replied.

“Lets go then.” Niall muttered.

Eliza and I grabbed some bags and put objects in them we may need such as a blanket for Harry, a torch, a hairclip for picking locks. We then all got out the front door the boys went ahead and got in Eliza’s car. Niall went ahead of me and turned around and shut the front door so it was just me and him inside.

“I don’t want you to come. What if you get hurt?” he said.

“Niall. I’m coming. I could say that same to you. What if YOU get hurt? What am I meant to do without you?” I couldn’t believe I had just said that. In these past days with Niall I was already sure I had really strong feelings for him. I never thought it would happen to me but I think.. I think I am in love with Niall.

“Please, for me, stay.” He pleaded. But all I could think was what if they creeped up behind him, and if I was there I could stop them from doing that. I place a hand on his cheek.

“I’m coming. We need each other to do this” and I walked out the front door and got in the car. Niall climbed into the car next to me and placed his hand lightly on the top of mine. I knew he wasn’t happy with me coming but I knew it was for the best.

We were all silent in the car. Eliza pulled over in a road behind a huge brick building. Parking out of sight of the main road. We all got out and she put a finger to her lips. She led us down this small alley. There was huge crates piled on top of each other and bins everywhere. Then Eliza pointed to a door. It was unoccupied so Zayn went and tried to open it. It was made of steel or some metal that made alot of noise when you tried to open it. It wouldn’t open so Zayn started yanking it, it made a huge metal clank. Then Zayn ran back moving his arms about telling us to hide. We all hid behind crates and bins. 

Two huge burly men dressed in black came out from the door and started looking around. Then I studied their faces. One of them was the men Niall hit, he had a black eye. Niall had really hit him hard, I smirked to myself because he deserved it. I looked behind me to where Niall was and he already knew who it was. I could see the rage in his eyes. The men walked around looking at where the noise had come from. 

Then by one of the crates, a red shoelace was poking out. Liam’s shoe lace. It had come undone and where Liam was sitting his shoe lace was on the ground laid out. Oh goodness. No. I could feel the colour from my face drain as one of the men saw it whilst the other watched the door. He got closer to Liam studying the shoelace that was poking out with an evil look in his eye. The man must have been less than a yard awat. We all held out breath. Please. No. 

“Oi, Boss wants us. Something to do with Curls. You know that scrawny little singer we have in the crate room” The other man by the door shouted. 

“WAIT, I’m just checking something” The man by the shoelace shouted back.

“NO, NOW. YOU KNOW WHAT HE GETS LIKE. YOU WANNA LOSE YOUR JOB?” 

The man by Liam grunted and got up and went inside. We were all so relieved. Louis went over to Liam who was looking very pale whilst Niall went over and grabbed the door just before it shut.

“Are you alright mate?” Louis asked Liam.

“Been better, that was close - too close” Liam said relieved. 

“Guys come on, we gotta save Harry. What are they going to do?” Niall whispered loudly. Holding the door open by just a tiny bit. Louis helped up Liam and we entered the large warehouse which was cold, dark and damp. I shivered and Niall held my hand. His hand was frozen. 

Eliza studied signs and door whilst we were all walking as quietly as we could. We then came to a door that was labelled ‘Crate Room’ 

“This is it” Eliza whispered. She slowly twisted the door handle and the door opened. The room was filled with lots boxes obviously used for storing and transporting out all the things that they made. It was really creepy and dark. You couldn’t see a meter in front of you. We all went round tapping on boxes and cates checking to see if Harry was in any.

Then the door opened. We all ducked and hid yet again. The two men were back and with them they dragged Harry who look weak and exhausted like they had been making him run miles. He look cold also as all he had come out with was his t-shirt, jeans and shoes. They threw him to the ground. I saw Niall flinch as Harry hit the floor. 

“Not going to fight us any more boy?” One man asked Harry. Harry bowed his head, he had obviously tried to fight and escape but failed. Dont worry Harry, we are here, we are going to save you.

“Harry, I’m doing this because I love you” a female voice appeared from the doorway. Alisha. ”Harry, if I can’t have you, then, well noone can. Not around here anyway” she smirked.

“You.. brought this on yourself. I gave you everything” Harry managed to say feebly. Alisha flipped her hair and walked out. “Did me flipping my hair overwhelm you Harry?” she laughed as she left. She thinks she is so funny I thought to myself. The two men picked up Harry and put him in a crate. Then they put the lid on. Harry was trying to push it up but he couldn’t fight them. They nailed in a few nails and left. “I wonder where he’s going to end up?” one said as they left. 

Once the door was shut, we all got up, Harry was kicking the crate he was in.

“HARRY ITS US DON’T WORRY MATE, WHERE GETTING YOU OUT” Louis shouted through the box. Harry stopped kicking and Eliza got out the torch. She started banging the nails out of the crate after about ten minutes of work the lid came off and we all hauled out Harry. 

“Thank.. you. So much.” He puffed. He hung onto Louis and Zayns shoulders. They helped him out of the door and we silently crept back outside into the yard. We then made out way as quickly as Harry could make it through the alley and the car was in sight. As we gone in the car I could have sworn I heard Alisha scream ‘Harry’ but all that mattered right now was getting Harry back safely.