Chapter 13- Hope

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Chapter 13- Hope

I'm such a bad person to leave you guys hanging after where I left off in the last chapter and I know it's been like month and I'm truly sorry!

I tried to make this one as good as possible!!!!!


I didn't think. I just turned on my heels and ran as fast as I could. I caught up with the others as they neared the end of the street.

'Louis are you alright?' Liam asked, alarmed as I came to a stop next to him panting.

Should I tell them? But I don't know if its true. I held Harry's body in my arms as he died. Heard his last breath, with his blood staining my clothes. But then what was Mr Wendell talking about? Was there a possibility that Harry was still alive and Mr Wendell is holding him hostage?

I mean it was dark the night Harry died. It might not have been Harry that died, it could have just been someone who looked like him to trick us.

But why would someone do something like that? Mr Wendell would. He had already proven that he wasn't scared to black mail someone into getting what he wants. Maybe we're all just pawns in his giant chess game.

No I won't tell the boys. I don't have all the facts yet and what if it turned out be false. I couldn't do that to them, get their hopes up and then crush them if it turns out to be fake. I don't know what it'll do to me if it turns out to be a false hope and I don't want to think about it. BUT THERE IS A POSSIBILITY THAT HARRY IS STILL ALIVE!!!

'Nothing. I'm fine. I just wanted to catch up with you guys before you had gone too far'.

'Um, where should we go?' Niall asked.

'Well I'm hungry, lets find some place to eat' I said.

'Agreed' Niall, Zayn and Liam said in unison.

Mr Wendell listened to Louis' running footsteps with a smile on his face. His plan was genius. He was a genius. He and Ash had gone into one of the store rooms on the bottom level of the area that had a door that you could exit through onto the street and waited for Louis walk past. How did they know that Louis walking past you ask. Well Mr Wendell has spies everywhere.

'Do you think it worked?' Ash asked, nervously.

And why shouldn't he be nervous. He had been the one to make the mistake. He wasn't supposed to kill the boy. Just grab him. But that had proved too hard a task for him.

'Of course it worked you idiot. My plans always work.'

'But as you said, you didn't scare him hard enough the first time so how do you know it'll work this time?' Ash asked.

Mr Wendell glared at him.

'Because there is only one thing that can crush a person better then fear.'

'And what is that?'


'Hope?' Ash asked puzzled.

'Yes hope you moron. Since making him fear for his friends didn't work then maybe if he thinks that his friend is still alive and that we are holding him hostage then he will be a bit more likely to do what I ask him to do' Mr Wendell said with a smile.

'So the curly haired boy is still alive?'

'No you idiot of course his not. You were the one that stabbed him in the back were you not?'


There was a moment of pause then Ash said.

'But Gus, why is it that we are only having trouble with one of the boys?'

'Oh we're having trouble with the others as well but Louis is the worst. None of them wanted to on stage tonight.'

'What are you going to do about the concert? Are you going to give the people back their money?'

'No, no One Direction will just have to put another concert on for the people there tonight.'

'How long do you plan on keeping this up?' Ash asked Mr Wendell nervously.

Ash hadn't wanted to be in on the sham, he had said so at the beginning but Ash owed Mr Wendell money and had to do what he was told.

'As long as I can. Think of all the money we could make from those millions of stupid teenage girls around the world.'

'Yes but what if Louis goes to the police? And tells them that we have Harry. And what if they realised that I was the one that killed him? I would be in jail for life!'

'Of course you would, you killed someone. And don't worry about it. These boys are too stupid to work all this out. And even if they do go to the police then they won't find anything. We don't have the boy and there is nothing to tie us to his death.'

Ash looked away from him sheepishly.

'What?' Mr Wendell asked.

'What happened to the knife?'

'The police took it probably. Why?'

'Look I know you told me to wear gloves, but I forgot ok, I just forgot.'

'WHAT!!!! And you didn't think to tell me!!!' Mr Wendell roared.

'I was scared. I'm sorry.'

Mr Wendell took a few deep breaths to calm himself.

'No that's alright' he said. 'Just go and check on Blake. Make sure he hasn't gotten himself into trouble.'

As Ash exited the room, Mr Wendell leaned against one of the many boxes in the store room. Well this was a bit annoying. The stupid idiot had forgotten to wear gloves. Ash had every reason to be afraid of the police. They had his finger print. They would be able trace the murder back to him, and through him Mr Wendell.

Mr Wendell sighed, knowing what he had to do.

'Everyone can be replaced' he whispered to himself as he exited the room.

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