Chapter 4
My feet carried me into the recording studio where Harry and the lads were. The familiar black haired woman sat at her computer, and when she noticed me she pointed down the hall. I was sobbing by the time I reached the recording studio that held One Direction. Music could be heard faintly, but Harry's voice began to sing. "Just fall for me, I promise to be there. Come on don't you worry, your heart won't be broken. Can't you see that I love you, and I want to be the one Catching You." The lyrics to the new song soaked into my skin as I walked into the recording studio. Tears were falling to the point were I couldn't control them.
Music stopped and people crowed around me. Someone wrapped me in their arms and by the way they held me I could tell it was Harry. Hands touched my shoulders and back. Voices came from around me, asking what was going on. Only one voice came clear to me. Harry's. "Shh, babe. What's wrong? Are the kids okay?" I nodded, not able to speak. My throat felt clogged, and I couldn't speak. "Rissa, what's wrong?"
I opened my mouth taking a deep breath. Choking, I answered. "Edward. He's the one." Everyone exchanged confusing glances. Everyone but Harry.
"What do you mean he's the one Ris," Liam asked, rubbing my back.
"He's the one who shot me." I looked blindly at all of the lads. "He told me today. He said that he wanted to be with me again, but he knew he wouldn't get it. So he tried to kill the connections between Harry and I. I'm scared. You guys are connections too. What if he comes after you?"
"They won't," Paul said. "Management won't let anything happen to you guys. I can arrange you guys stay on your tour bus. No one knows where we keep it." The lads and I exchanged a glance. "So what do you say? I know it'll be crammed with you lads plus Ris, Eleanor, Shay, Danielle, and the kids." Louis was the one who nodded.
"But why Danielle, Eleanor and Shay?," Zayn asked.
"They're connections to you lads. Edward could go after them." Zayn made an o shape with his mouth, and the rest of the lads nodded.
"Go ahead and sit down. I'll call management right now and arrange something." We nodded, taking a seat wherever we could. Niall, Zayn and Louis sat with each other while Liam, Harry and I sat across the room. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down with him.
"I can't believe Edward was the shooter." Liam furrowed his brows.
"Me either," I replied
"No. I really can't believe he was the shooter. It doesn't add up. He dumps you, and now he wants you back?"
"I'm with Liam on this. Who dumps someone because they aren't sexy enough, and then two years later want you back?" They were right. Edward wasn't the type of guy to dump someone and re-date the same person.
"Daddy Direction's right. Edward isn't the type of guy to re-date an ex. That isn't like him. I would know because I was his friend at one point." The boys nodded, agreeing with my statement.
"Maybe he's changed. You could be the one that he wants to have another chance with," Harry said obviously joking. I turned my head so it faced Harry's. "What? I was joking!"
"I hope you were." Tension filled the air quickly, and I furrowed my brows. Harry did the same as we looked over at Liam. The brown haired boy was sitting still, hands in tight fists, knuckles white, lips pressed together, and jaw clenched. "Liam?" I started to reach a hand out to him but Harry yanked it back. "What?" Harry shook his head. "What's wrong with him?"
"He better...lay a...Danielle..."
"Liam what's wrong?" I tried to put a hand on him but it was yanked back once again. "Harry stop." He sighed as I got up and kneeled in front of him.
"Rissa! That's not a good idea!" Niall yelled from acrost the room. Being the stubborn girl that I am, I decided not to listen to him.
I placed my hands on Liams fists, and looked into his brown eyes. "Liam, what's wrong?" Liam wouldn't answer me, but he moved his lips like he was talking to himself. "Liam listen to me. Danielle is fine. No one is going to hurt her." Liam started shaking a little bit.
"Ris," Harry started.
"Hush Harry." I got up onto my feet, but I staid in front of Liam. "Liam look at me." As if he heard me, he flicked his teary eyes up to me. "No one is going to hurt her." Liam and I looked at each other for a couple of minutes. The lads kept quiet, causing an awkward silence for them. Liam slowly stopped shaking, and I placed my hands on his shoulders.
"Promise," he whispered.
"Promise," I replied. A smile grew on his face and he wrapped his arms around me. I started to smile, as all the guys cheered.
"Thank you," Liam whispered, hugging me tighter.
"Hey, what are friends for?" Liam chuckled, releasing me from the hug.
"No ones be able to do that. After the time where I got hurt, we stay away from him when he gets like that." Niall walked up behind me, explaining. I nodded, walking away from him. Things between Niall and I have been rocky. I try not to act weird around him, but sometimes I can't really help it.
"Lads, I have good news! I've arranged things so that everyone can stay on the bus. But couples will be sleeping together." Paul gave all of us a smile.
"What about James and Darcy?"
"They'll sleep on the couch. Matt will sleep with Harry and you." I nodded taking all this new information in. "But in the mean time boys." Paul didn't have to finish the sentance, the lads were already groaning. I laughed at Harry before giving him a quick kiss.
"STOP KISSING MY HAZZA," Louis yelled running over and tackling Harry with a hug.
Paul rolled his eyes and cleared his throat. "The sooner you get this done, the sooner you can leave!" That seemed to get the lads' attention. They all ran into the recording booth, and got ready. "You can have a seat on the couch. Harry was just working on the lyrics to a new song. He's had trouble lately." I nodded, taking a seat and listening to Hazza sing the chorus.
"Just fall for me, I promise to be there. Come on don't you worry, your heart won't be broken. Can't you see that I love you, and I want to be the one Catching You." Harry's voice rang out perfectly. I knew he sang the rythem perfectly.
"That was perfect," Paul whispered, sounding as if he was shocked. I smiled, and locked eyes with Harry's.
Louis smiled at Niall. Liam smiled at Zayn, and Harry smiled at me. Smiling back, I could tell the song was almost at it's end. Louis must've had the last solo, because he parted his lips, and his soft voice rang out. "Baby, I can see it in your eyes. That you wanna fall for me. But you think that I won't be there. Can I at least show you, that you have nothing to be afraid of. 'Cause baby girl. I'm gonna be there, Catching You." I smiled bigger letting the song end before I clapped.
"Who wrote that?"
"Darcy." I looked over at Paul who was looking over at me. "I'm serious. Harry brought it to me the other day. I looked it over and It's a really great song. Darcy just may have a talent." I grasped the fact that my own daughter was gifted with the ability to write songs. "And a hit," Paul added. I nodded, getting ready to reply when my phone went off.
The caller ID was private, making me curious. "Hey, uh, I gotta take this. Be right back." Paul nodded, giving the lads commands. "I opened the door, slipping out of the room and shutting the door behind me. "Hello," I answered warily.
"Hope your kids are alright," a deep voice rang out, making it obvious that it was a male. Fear overtook me. What did he mean?
"E-Excuse me?"
"Isn't that right Darcy?"
"Darcy," I said barely a whisper with tears already forming. "Don't touch her!" Laughter from the other end began.
"Oh, I don't have Darcy. Or James. Or Matt. Yet." I shook my head. This voice didn't belong to Edward. It was way too deep. "But if you turn my friend in for what he did, I'll make sure Darcy, James and Matt never see daylight again!" With that the caller hung up, making me drop my phone.
"No," I shuddered. "No no no no." Panicking, I ran back into the recording room to see all the guys gathering their things. Six pairs of eyes locked on me, every move I made was watched. "I think someone's kidnapped the kids," I whispered suddenly feeling sick. Those words felt strange to say. Almost as if they were a lie. But I knew, deep down, that it wasn't.
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