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[Louis]
Louis grunted as Liam's hand smacked him in the face. He squinted in his sleep, moonlight shining on his eyelids. He pulled at the curtain blindly and turned over on his stomach. He was getting back into sleep when he heard the knocks. Soft raps against the front door. Louis lifted his head sleepily, but the knocks were gone. He listened, waiting for the person to knock again, but no one did. Oh well, probably someone's kid or something. Louis collapsed back down and closed his eyes.
🍼🍼🍼🍼Zayn🍼🍼🍼🍼
Zayn wandered down the hall of the hotel, Ziam clutched tightly in his grasp. His comic book was in his left hand, along with Liam's phone. It was the only phone with good games which wasn't locked since Liam had turned off the password on the plane. There weren't a lot of people and Zayn wondered where he could get som food, his stomach grumbling a little. The last thing he had eaten was the bagel on the plane.
The end of the hall opened into a sort of lobby, where the elevator was and another hall that seemed to lead to other rooms. A sofa and table were sitting on the right wall and Zayn climbed onto it. He placed Ziam on the arm of the couch and pocketed Liam's large phone in his tiny pocket. He started looking at the pictures on the pages, wanting his color book now. He considered going back and bringing his color book and pencils now that he saw that there was a table here too. So he went back, but nobody opened the door. He stood up in his tip toes and pulled the handle down, but the door didn't open from the outside.
Zayn went back to the elevator place. He sat down and decided to show Ziam the pictures of superman. Just then, he heard a small bark. Zayn's eyes widened and he looked at the doorway to the second hall, the sound having come from there. The silence was followed by another bark. Zayn gasped and slid off the chair. He walked over to the doorway and peeked over, spotting a small puppy by an open door of a room. Zayn grinned, oh so it was just a pup. The puppy turned to him and barked, looking incredibly small. It was brown and had long round ears, it's fur soft-looking. Zayn walked over to it slowly, reaching a hand out to pet it.
The puppy barked again, it's tail wiggling behind him. Zayn smiled and got down on his knees. He touched the puppy's head and patted him slowly, a little afraid that he would bite him. But the puppy was harmless and it licked his wrist happily. Zayn laughed and wiped his wrist off on his shirt. The puppy leaned up on him with his paws, it's tongue swiping Zayn's hair away from his face. Zayn tapped the puppy's wet nose. "You not like my long haiw too."
The puppy barked in response and Zayn tried to lift it up. It was a little heavy and he barely managed to pull it on his lap, falling back against the wall. "You cute," Zayn commented and hugged the little pup. "I wanna keep you. You be Jayn'sh fwiend too."
The puppy lay on his back and Zayn poked it's soft paws. "Look." He placed his own hand against the dog's paw. "Jayn have biggew handsh."
The puppy turned around, nail catching in Zayn's pajamas. Zayn frowned and pulled it back. "Don't deshtwoy, they gween lantewn."
But the puppy wasn't interested in the superhero, his attention was stolen by the bulk in Zayn's pocket. He dipped his head and pulled Liam's phone out by the mouth. Zayn's eyes widened and he leaned forward to get the phone back, but the puppy jumped back. The phone was a little big for him and it feel to the carpeted floor. Zayn scrambled on his knees to get it, but the dog got to it before him and he grabbed the phone again, jumping back as if they were playing a game.
"Give it back, It'sh Leeyum'sh. You don't know how to play game on it," Zayn said frustratedly. He crabbed over to the dog carefully. "Pleashe. Nice dog."
The puppy bolted inside as Zayn leaned forward to yank the phone out of his mouth. The boy gasped and followed him quickly. "Don't go!"
He entered the room with the open door, but no one seemed to be here. Relieved, Zayn ran over to the dog which was sitting on the couch, the phone now wedged under it's paw. This room looked a lot like the one where the boys were sleeping, except that the couch and the bed were on opposite sides.
"It'sh not youw," Zayn told the dog gently. He leaned forward to take it, and the dog jumped up in his arms, knocking the phone down by the bed. Zayn struggled to hold the hyper puppy in his arms and he grimaced as dog spit fell on his neck.
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Zayn's heart leaped and he dropped the dog on the couch. He grabbed the wet phone just as a girl walked out, fixing her wet hair. Her view of him seemed to be blocked by her hair and Zayn crawled under the bed quickly. His heart was racing and he flattened himself against the clean carpeted floor. The dog barked from his left and Zayn hoped he wouldn't be noticed. The puppy jumped down and walked over to the bed, barking and wiggling his tail.
"Caramel, what are you doing? Where's mom?" The girl had a weird accent to her words and Zayn shrunk. His name was not Caramel, so the girl was probably talking to the dog and hadn't spotted him yet.
Zayn held his breath as he heard her walk closer. She lifted Caramel up and Zayn could see her jeans from where he was. Maybe she was going out. He looked down at her bare feet. Maybe not.
"Come on, I'll give you some biscuits." The girl said and walked away from the bed. Zayn heard the door close and he peeked his head out, thinking she had left. But the girl had only closed the door and she locked it before walking back inside. Zayn's face fell and he scooted back. The door was closed. There was no way out.
⚽️⚽️⚽️⚽️Louis⚽️⚽️⚽️⚽️
Light was seeping through the curtains the next morning, right onto Louis' closed lids. He frowned and hid his face in Liam's arm, his stomach growling. Liam pulled his arm back and sat up. Louis slapped his chest. "Bring me a sandwich and a glass of water."
"I'm not your mum," Liam said and poked his leg. "Wake up, we're leaving in two hours."
"Then don't wake me up," Louis snapped moodily and flipped him off before burying his head under the pillow. Liam laughed and stood up, leaving Louis to steal his warm spot. He curled under the duvet and felt at peace with no light and cold for about...two minutes.
"Where's Zayn?" he heard Niall say groggily.
Silence. Louis lifted his head up and forced his eyes open. Niall was sitting up on the bed, looking down at the spot where Zayn had slept last night. Harry was on the couch, shrugging. "Zayn!"
There was no answer. Liam, who was standing by the mini 'kitchen' and warming up the water, frowned. "Maybe he went to Mike and Preston. I'll go check."
He opened the conjoined door and left their room. Louis didn't know whether to be worried or not. They always ended up being falsely worried, maybe Zayn had woken up earlier and gone to the others.
But when Liam appeared back with a afraid look, Louis had to groan. "How do people look after kids? It's not easy!"
"No way, he couldn't have gone out," Niall said, throwing the covers off of him. Louis heaved himself up.
"He knows how to open the door, but..." Harry trailed off. "I told him not to."
Louis relaxed. "Then he didn't do it. He always listens. Like ninety percent."
Liam squatted down and rummaged through the open suitcase. "Was this open last night?"
Harry's expresssion turned concerned. "I-I don't remember." He stood up from the couch and ran a frantic hand through his hair. "He could be anywhere, how will we find him?"
"Let's not jump to conclus-" Louis started, but Liam hit him with a pillow and he shut up. Liam groaned and hit the wall with his palm. "Ziam' gone. Zayn's not here."
Louis's stomach dropped. "What the hell? Where do we start looking?"
Harry grabbed his socks quickly. "We split up and ask people around. He couldn't have gotten far, he usually just wakes up an hour before us."
Niall jumped up and down as he put on his jeans, his face paling. "He was awake last night. I don't remember him falling asleep."
"He hadn't slept since the car ride," Liam argued. "It's impossible that he didn't sleep, he was over tired, plus jet lag. Couldn't be."
Louis threw on a hoodie and stuffed his socketed feet in his vans. "We should put a tracker on him."
"Or Ziam," Niall agreeed and opened the door. His face fell. "There are like ten floors, what do we do?"
"I'll take this one, Louis takes the one under, Harry under that, and you under that," Liam commanded. He took a deep breath. "Be quick, we have to be at the Today show in two hours."
Louis threw his hands up in frustration. "I'm gonna make sure the kid's not getting candy on Saturdays now." He jammed his hands in his pocket and headed towards the elevator.
The boys stopped simultaneously at the end of the hall, and one of them bumped into Louis. On the couch was a comic book and a very known wolf sitting. A girl around six had the wolf in her arms. Her parents called to her as the eelvator opened and she let the wolf be, running after them.
"Excuse me, did you see the boy who's wolf this is?" Harry asked, picking up the wolf.
The couple and the girl shook their heads just as the elevator doors closed.
"He's probably here then," Niall said, voice filled with relief. "He would never abandon Ziam."
"Let's hope that," Liam said worriedly and headed toward the elevator. "We search the floors before meeting back at the room, with Zayn. I'll send a text to Mike and Preston."
"What if we don't find him? What if he ran away?" Harry asked softly.
"We always have," Liam answered, chewing on his bottom lip. "No, Zayn wants to be with us, that's what he was angry about. He wouldn't walk away himself. He had to have wandered off."
The elevator binged open. Louis, Harry and Niall walked inside. "Let's hope that's true then," Niall said with a hard face.
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Louis gave up after fourty-five minutes. The kid was not there. He headed back up, a worried feeling eating itself in his stomach. Zayn's comic book and wolf were sitting on the couch when he arrived at their floor. Liam was probably still looking. Louis shot the boys a text:
Found anything?
Harry replied.
No, come to the room.
Louis hurried down the hall, almost tripping over a dog. He apologized to the girl, her mother walking along beside her. "Have you seen a little boy around here?"
The girl shook her head, her puppy yapping and jumping around happily. "No, sorry." She squinted at him as if trying to recognize him and Louis hurried off before things got complicated.
The other boys were in the room with Mike and Preston. "-checked the lobby, and they said they haven't seen him," Preston was saying. Louis heart sank. Zayn hadn't been found.
"Where could he have gone?" Niall said, biting on his nails.
Liam was holding his head in his hands. "We have to inform the police. What else do we do? We don't have time. We have to be there by two."
"I agree with Liam on this," Niall said. He ran a hand down his face and Louis walked over to them. "We can't leave the hotel without finding him, then the chance will be thinner." A lump grew in his throat at thought of Zayn somewhere alone and scared. Maybe he was outside, maybe he was inside in some corner. Maybe he was playing, completely unaware that they were worried like hell.
"What do we tell them? Pete's asking when you guys are coming," Mike said and looked down at his phone. "Aaand Zayn's supposed to stay backstage, Simon's orders. Keep some normality."
Louis rolled his eyes at that. "I'll gladly accept it as long as we find him first. I'm heading out again."
"Are you sure he left this morning?" Preston asked, pursing his lips.
Harry exchanged a look with Liam. "He was very against sleeping, but he laid down beside Niall."
Niall sighed. "Then he could have gone out last night, because he was awake. I don't know when, I feel asleep."
"Niall," Louis whined. "That means he's been away all night." The thought made his stomach twist and Louis leaned back on the door. The dread of not ever seeing the little boy again was seeping into him.
"And he can't stay awake that long, he grows tired and eventually starts babbling," Niall said.
"And then he sleeps," Harry concluded. "Wherever he is, whoever he is with, he just falls asleep."
"Oh my god, what if he's asleep at the moment?" Liam said, looking at them with a horrified look. "How will we find him?"
"We call the police, they'll help us find him. He could be out of the hotel as well," Preston said, looking at the boys worriedly. Louis swallowed as he imagined Zayn asleep somewhere in the street. No way, he couldn't be. Why would he abandon Ziam? Why would he abandon them? What if someone had kidnapped him?
"Wait," Liam said with a frown as he emptied his pockets. He looked at his bedside table and pulled out the drawer. "Let's call the police. Have any of you seen my phone?"
Louis looked at the kitchen counter where Liam had been earlier. "No."
Liam's face fell and he exchanged a look with them all. "Where's my phone?"
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Zayn boo, you gotta stop giving the boys heart attack ﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿
I now have a little more time than I had before (finished like three assignments yesterday) so I'll try to double update! 😘 you guys deserve it for holding out with my mini break
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