Harry's POV:

"I'm hungry!!!" Niall complained beside me. Does he ever stop eating?? He just at like two bags of chips and salsa.

"Go get food then." I replied offhandedly, focusing my eyes on the screen. It was hard to even do that. With not knowing where Jasmyne is and not knowing if she's okay, I can't sleep, let alone focus. It's been two days since she ran off and I haven't slept a wink. I'm exhausted. But I can't rest until I know she's safe.

"We don't have anything good." He whined. God, I love him, but he is really starting to piss me off. If he had been Jasmyne, he wouldn't have lasted a day in her position. Carter barely gave us enough food for her to survive.

"Then go buy some fucking food!" I snapped, glaring at him. He looked strangely calm after getting yelled at. Normally, he'd seem so offended. Whatever. I'm probably just hallucinating. Lack of sleep does that to you.

"Hey guys, I'm heading out. Be back in a couple of days." Zayn said, walking past the two of us. Wait, what'd he say?

"You're leaving?"

"Yup." He slipped his jacket on, finding his wallet on the table. He can't leave! I need his help to find my girl.

"What? You can't. I need-"

He cut me off. "Harry, I gotta go stay with my family. Something came up. I'm sorry, it's important." I sighed defeatedly. Zayn has one rule. Family comes first. I nodded slowly, accepting his words. If something came up, then I guess he's gotta do what he's gotta do.

"I hope everything's okay, mate. Say hi for me." I mumbled, giving him a pat on the back as he nodded and headed out with a wave. One down. Still got three more helpers though. I can do this. Not even two minutes after Zayn left, Niall got a phone call.

"Hello?" Niall smiled. "Hey dad. No, I'm okay. You? Wait, what happened? Is she-" His voice trailed off as he exited the living room, entering a random bedroom. I flipped to the sports channel, sinking back into the comfy couch. I'd only just gotten comfortable when Niall rushed back in. He knocked over a chair in his haste to grab his coat.

"Dude, what the fuck?" I yelled, surprised by his actions.

"My mom's sick. Like bad. I gotta go see her. That was my dad. Sorry, Haz." He said speedily, grabbing his wallet and keys and leaving before I had the chance to say goodbye. Well, if it's his mom, then I can understand. If my mom was really sick, I'd rush over there as well. I stood, walking over to the window that overlooks the exit. Might as well see Niall off.

Where is he? Ah, there he is. Wait...is that Zayn? Shouldn't he already be gone? What are they talking about? Why are they getting in a cab together? Wouldn't Zayn be taking his own car? He did grab his keys. Maybe Niall is just telling him what happened with his mom. Even though, he should be gone by now, maybe he got held up.

I went back to the couch. They'll be back in a couple of days hopefully. Then, they can help. I just hope everything is okay for both of them.

RING RING RING!

I groaned, getting up once again to answer the phone. About halfway to it though, I decided to just listen to the voicemail, if the person left one. I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone. Sure enough, I have one new voicemail. I clicked the button, letting it play.

"Hey! Zayn, it's Liam and Lou. You didn't answer your phone so we're leaving a message for home! Why didn't you tell us sooner you were going to Paris? We would have come with! Still can't believe you found her, mate. It's crazy! Anyway, call back when you get this! Oh, and turn your damn phone on!!!"

Then the message ended.

Paris?

Found her?

I grabbed my keys and my stuff, racing down to the garage where my car was parked.

Guess I'm going to Paris.

I'm going to have a long talk with Zayn.

Notes

I KNOW THIS IS SHORT!!! I AM SO SORRY! there's just gonna be so much drama in the next chapter that I couldn't put too much into this one! So just wait I'll have that one up soon!!! Thank you all for waiting! Hope you liked it and the next one that is coming!

LOVE YOU!!!!

Izzy <3