Chapter 21

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"Turn left then park in the alleyway." Harry instructs, peering over at my face.

I nod and do as he says. He nudges Louis's shoulder, waking him up. He rubs his eyes, yawning loudly. I park in the alleyway after turning left. We've behind driving for who knows how long. We stopped once just for food and a bathroom break, well, okay, maybe more than one bathroom break, but other than that it's been non-stop.

"Are we here?" Louis yawns, stretching.

"Yep, tadpole," Harry pats his shoulder, causing Louis to laugh softly. "We are here."

I open my door, quickly getting out. Harry and Louis follow suit, casting strange looks at me. I connect eyes with both of them, worry evident in my eyes. Louis rubs my shoulder, nodding his head sincerely.

"Harry," Louis addresses his boyfriend, causing the younger boy to whip his head around to look at Louis. "Tell her what's going to happen while I get the things from the back."

"Alright." Harry nods and Louis disappears behind the car. I turn to the curly haired boy, looking at him with expectant eyes.

"I'm going to let you into the building and then you'll find the room they are keeping her in," Harry tells me. All I can do is nod silently. "Louis is grabbing a sheet of paper and a pen. You will write the number that's on the door they are keeping her in. Then bring it back to the front door and slide it under the door."

While Harry is explaining this, Louis comes back with a pen and paper. He hands them to me, smiling faintly. He then returns to his boyfriend's side. When I furrow my eyebrows at him because I don't know where he got these from, he mouths over to me "from the restaurant we stopped at". I nod my head in understanding.

"I'll hand you the key for the right room," he glances at Louis before adding, "we stole them before heading to New York, as we thought they were to a new car," Louis laughs, shaking his head as Harry continues. "You will get into the room they are keeping Camila in and hide in there."

"Remember," Louis interrupts, glancing over at Harry before continuing his sentence. "Don't close the door completely once you get inside. Harry and I will sneak in after you."

"Wait," I crinkle my nose, running the pen through my fingers while listening. "So why am I going in first?"

"Just in case Brad and Tristan are in there, we don't want to seem threatening, and we will if we all walk in at once. Plus I don't even think Brad and Tristan know you so hopefully if they spot you, you can pass yourself off as a worker." Louis nods his head, as if he's confirming his own words.

"They aren't as bright as you'd think." Harry whispers to me, causing me to chuckle lightly.

"Alright," I knit my fingers together, grinning at the thought of finding Camila and setting her free. "What are we waiting for?"

All of us walk out of the dark, smelly alleyway and up onto the sidewalk. Walking down the pavement, I can see the Space Needle in the distance, reminding me of the time I met Camila under it. A rush of sadness runs through my body.

"Here we are," Louis announces once we reach a tall, yet well hidden building behind some large brush. There isn't any windows or anything. It's pretty boring and plain, it's a building someone would pass without a second thought. Harry sticks a single key into the front door, clicking it open.

The crusty door swings open, revealing a surprising clean room. I glance toward Harry and Louis, seeking confidence from them. They grin at me, filling me with the reassurance I need. I clutch the paper and pen tightly in my fists as I walk inside. They close the door behind me.

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