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Feeling Safe With Danger

Chapter 23

The one with big muscles walked towards me, "What do you think you're doing?"
The other one's eyes narrowed in my direction. "We're closed." He said suspiciously.

I gulped. Hard.

"I..I..umm"

"What's your name?" The muscled one snapped.

"V-V-Vana..." I managed to squeeze out. These guys intimidated me.

The other one looked wide-eyed at the muscled one and said "Um...Liam..."
The one (who I assumed to be Liam) stepped forward, his face softened.
"Sorry, love, what are you doing in here?"

"I'm looking for someone."

"Who?" The one who wasn't Liam inquired, but the way he said it made it seem like he already knew the answer.

"His name is Harry. Do you know him?" They nodded, I confirmed their suspicions.
"I'm Zayn and this Liam. We know Harry. We're actually looking for him, haven't heard from him in over a week. He...knows some...friends..here so we thought he might be hanging around but no luck." He said the words "friends" a little forced.
"Yeah, it's weird of him to lose contact for a whole week like this. He hasn't even bothered to call into work and we have had to cover his ass big time. Have you talked to him recently?" Liam said.

"No, not for a week." I said quietly. The guys began to look worried.

At this point my back was facing the door. I noticed Liam's eyes wandered over my shoulder. I turned to see what he was looking at.
A car had pulled up in front of the store. Liam nudged Zayn and said "We'll be right back. Don't wander off." I nodded.

The two boys jogged outside and began striking a conversation with the two boys in the car. They looked familiar.
I realized they were Harry's friends from high school. Wow.

I looked around the store, it didn't seem Zayn and Liam would be finished talking with Harry's friends for a while.
As I began walking around, my eyes wandered to a door towards the back. There was a little bit of light coming from underneath it.

Hmmm...that's interesting.

I walked towards the door, my heart beat racing. I had no idea what was behind that door.
Maybe it was just a supply closet.

I turned the knob and gently opened the creaking door.
There was a dim light right above the doorway, in the room, which faintly lit some stairs.
They led to some sort of basement.
After I shut the door, I began to descend down them. The light became fainter and fainter.

I finally found myself on solid ground. It was dark in the room but my eyes were slowly adjusting.

I heard the door the led to the street open up upstairs.
I heard multiple voices upstairs.
"Where the fuck did she go?!"
"We probably scared off."
"Let's go find her, she probably ran off somewhere while we were talking."
"You two go that way, and Niall and I will go this way."
Who's Niall?
I heard the door that led to the street open again, and the voices were no longer existent in the upper room.

I began to resume walking on the floor when I tripped over something.

I looked down at my feet and screamed.

My eyes traced the outline of a body with curly hair on the ground.

My heart dropped when I realized it was Harry.