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Louis sits on the hard bar stool, next to Liam. The clubs music is thumping.

"Out of all places, you bought me here?! I don't want to fucking be here!" Louis yells.

"Cheer up, butter cup!" Liam says, taking a sip of his beer.

"Fuck you..." Louis mutters, and takes a sip of his own beer.

"We should dance!" Liam calls out, before sliding off his chair.

He grabs Louis' hand, and pulls him along with him.

He pulls Louis between heaps of sweaty bodies, and Liam starts dancing.

Louis stands there, a blank look on his face. "I'm not dancing!" Louis says, and starts to walk away, but bumps into someone.


"Oh shit, Louis!" Niall yells, almost hysterically.

"What? What's wrong?!" Louis asks, worried, "are you okay?!"

"I'm fine. We can't find Harry, though!" Niall is pretty much crying.

"What?!" Louis feels his heart start to race, "why is he here?!"

"We decided to take him out to cheer him up..." Niall explains.

"Why would you bring him here? You guys aren't old enough... oh god! I hope he's okay," Louis pulls on the roots of his hair, and stands on his tippy toes trying to see him in the large crowd.

Niall tries to look for him also, "alright, go get Zayn. Meet me just outside the club in ten minutes. Okay?"

Niall nods, and scurries off.

"Shit, shit, shit," Louis mutters to himself, and rushes to the bathroom. Maybe Harry was in there.

He bursts through the door, and much to his disappointment Harry's not in there. He lets out a worried sound, and makes his way out of the bathroom, through the dance area, and outside.

When he gets there, he sees Niall, and Zayn pacing, and Liam trying to calm them down. They must have bumped into each other, Louis thinks.

"What do we do?!" Niall asks, Louis as soon as he sees him.

"I'm gonna try calling him..." Louis says, almost embarrassed.

Niall scoffs, "like he'll answer to you."

Louis' face drops, "I, uh. Yeah, you're probably right... I still want to try."

Niall nods, "yeah, okay."

Louis grabs his phone, and walks away from where everyone is standing.

He goes to the contact 'Hazza Baby 💕' and clicks the call button. The phone calls out, before Harry's recorded voicemail starts.

"Hey! Sorry I couldn't get to the phone. Leave a voice message or text, and I'll get back to you. Byeeee!"

Louis sniffles, hearing his voice seems so foreign. He starts tearing up.

"Hey Haz," He starts, voice croaky. "Baby... we are worried about you. I've ran into Niall, and Zayn at a club. They can't find you... if anything happens to you, I would be beside myself. Harry, please just text someone or something. You're my soulmate, darling.  I messed up so, so bad. I only love you, and will only ever love you. And our baby, of course. You're half of me. You're my everything. Please never doubt I love you... I know you probably are, but just don't. You're my world. I love you. Please call, even if it's not to me... bye, baby."

Louis hangs up, and bursts into tears. Where could his baby be?
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