**YOUR POV**
Later tonight, the boys wanted to go to a club together with some other friends of theirs to kind of, not celebrate, but to have a drink to the four of them still being incredible after their first performance with a member missing.
Harry asked me to come with, because the rest all came with their girlfriends as well and that way I would get to know them a bit better.
The guys took us to a club I've never seen before. It was huge and already filled with people. I've honestly never been at such a crowded club before and as Harry and I walked through, I felt a lot of weird looks of guys on me, making me feel a bit uncomfortable, so I gripped tighter onto Harry's hand who walked in front of me.
„You okay?" Harry noticed and turned around to look at me.
„I'm fine." I assured him, but instead of him continuing to walk, he pulled me in by my waist and guided us both through like this until we found a place to sit with the rest.
„You sure you're okay?" He asked me again when we finally all sat down, eyeing me up and down.
„Yeah, yes, I just haven't been to a place like this before."
„Wanna leave?" He asked.
„No, no, not at all." I assured him.
We had a really fun night together, I got to know the boy's girlfriends better and met some of their friends while Harry had a good time with the boys somewhere near me.
I sat at the bar by myself right now as the girls went out there to dance a bit. I sipped on my drink I just got, watching as the club got even more crowded as time passed.
„Excuse me?" A man came up to me just as I stood up and wanted to leave and find Harry. „Do you have a second?"
I turned around to properly look at him. He was definitely older than I was, maybe in his thirties. He smiled at me, a smile that was all too fake to me and I hoped he'd notice and would end the conversation.
„Uhm yeah, do you need something?" I asked.
„I'm just in town for a business meeting and I was wondering if you could help me with some directions to my hotel. I've got the address here. If you can help, that'd be great." The man hurriedly explained, his eyes somewhere else.
„Oh uhm, su-." I started, but stopped abruptly as the man dropped the paper between the two of us. He cursed under his breath, his eyes switching from between me and the floor.
„I'm sorry, I've got the worst butter fingers, I-."
„No worries, I've got it." I smiled, leaning between the two seats to pick up the paper. I caught a glance of the hotel name, sighing because I had no idea what hotel that was. I got back up and handed the paper back to the man, noticing his fiddling thumbs. I frowned.
With a closer look, I couldn't help but wonder what business man went to a club like this on his trip, but none of that was my busines anyways. „I don't really know where that hotel is, I'm really sorry. Maybe the bartender knows though-."
„No it's okay, it's not that important, I just figured I'd try. Thanks anyways."
I just nodded.
„I'm Matthew by the way."
„Y/n." I said and he shook my hand. I took another sip of my drink, still looking out to the crowd, trying to spot Harry.
*
I didn't realize something was wrong, not at first, not until the room started to spin and the face of the man beside me blurred into a shapeless mass.
It could have just been the drink, but it was only my first one of the night...
It could have just been the drink...
I stared at the drink clutched in my now shaking hand and cold dread set in even as the club became more hazy.
„What...what did you do?" Talking was hard, I barely managed to get the words out.
„The blurry figure beside me chuckled. „Got to say, didn't think you'd go down so fast, popstar. I must have put in more than I thought."
„No..." I tried to straighten up, to move, to get out of here, to get to Harry, looking for him, but my body was unable to move.
Harry Harry Harry, I needed to get to Harry.
The glass slipped from my hand and fell to the floor, provoking curses from the bartender as it shattered immediately.
„Sorry about that." An arm slipped around my waist, holding me up while at the same time preventing me from moving. „My friend can't really hold her liquor, I'll be taking her home now."
„No...H-...Harry." I tried to speak again, but the words wouldn't come and we left the bar, stepping into the chilly night air.
Gathering up some remaining energy, I shoved the arm holding me away and stumbled away, managing some steps before I collapsed to the ground.
With a small groan, I rolled over on my back, looking up at the figure standing over me, a tear automatically running down my cheek.
„You just made it a lot easier, you know, puppet?" The voice said, laughing afterwards. „Now lie there and take your punishment."
**HARRYS POV**
„Louis I can't find Y/n." I shouted over the pounding music of the club. Y/n was sat at the bar earlier for a while, but the girls all left and Y/n wasn't anywhere around them, plus, she said she'd come check in, but never did.
„She's probably just out there dancing with the girls or something. There are a lot of people, maybe you just didn't spot her." Louis replied, gesturing over to the crowd.
„She's not there, Louis I'm serious I can't find her anywhere." I started to get even more worried. Luckily I haven't been feeling like drinking a lot tonight, I have only been on my third beer so it was pretty easy to shake off the buzz.
„Okay, I'll help you look. Where are Niall and Liam?" Louis sighed and gripped my hand, dragging me over to where the others were standing. Unlike me and Louis, they had been heavily drinking. Niall looked like he was ready to throw up and Liam was leaning against a wall, laughing at something like a total maniac.
„Well you guys are gonna be no help." Louis said to himself.
„Oh heeeeeeeeey! It's Louis!" Liam slurred, leaning over the table towards him and I dodged the drunken kiss that he was aiming for.
„Not now Liam." Confusion passed over his face and he sobered slightly.
„What's wrong?" Liam asked.
„I can't find Y/n anywhere." I yelled over the hard beat of the music. Liam frowned and grabbed Nialls arm, telling him we had to go. Even as drunk as they were, they could sense when something wasn't right.
„Y/n, damnit, where are you?" I burst out, running out of the bar.
I looked everywhere, scared to death that something happened to her. She'd never leave like that, without saying a word. I noticed she felt a little uncomfortable, that was why I kept an eye on her. I didn't look for like 10 minutes and she was gone. I couldn't ever forgive myself if something happened to her.
My heart was racing in my chest by now, my concern for her eating me alive.
I saw something moving in the corner of my eyes. Focusing, I saw Y/n awkwardly leaning against a wall, her hair covering her face while a man was leaning his body against her.
Rage overcame my body immediately.
„Hey! Get the fuck away from her!
With that, the man's head snapped back at me. He eyed me like a deer caught in a trap and immediately ran away.
„Y/n are you okay? Come here, baby." I approached her. „Did he do something to you?"
She didn't move properly, only stumbling further. „P...please..."
I was now paying full attention to her, noticing her swaying where she stood, looking terrified with stains of tears on her cheeks. „Baby, what's wrong?" I moved closer, even more worried now. „Y/n, are you hurt?"
But she wasn't moving.
„I don't like this." She silently let out. „It's all wrong."
I furrowed my brows, shifting where I stood. „Babe, what's wrong? Can you tell me that?" I reached out to cup her cheek, but she pulled away, scared of me touching her which made me even more concerned. It was me and she didn't want me near her. Something was seriously wrong. „Can I come closer? You look like you're gonna hit the ground any second."
Staggering back, Y/n shook her head which probably made her dizzier as she blinked and reached out for the wall. „No...no, I can..." She seemed like she might be getting a grip for a second, controlling whatever made her act like this, until her expression changed into a look of terror and she slid to the ground.