Niall Horan; the famous pop band singer. The teenage heart throb. That's him. He's the one that makes the girls swoon and cry, especially when he gets kidnapped from Paris.

Why? Because he's famous. But don't count on him giving up. Maybe love can help him through this?


11. The Note

Liam opened the door, but to his surprise, there was no one there. Puzzled, he stepped forward and nearly trod on a slightly crumpled piece of paper. Picking it up, he read:


We have your friend. We may let him go, but then we need something back. The price: 10,000 Great British Pounds.


The blood drained from Liam's face and he stumbled back to Harry's bedroom. 

"Li-" Louis stopped short, noticing Liam's ashen face. "What's wrong? Who was at the door?" Wordlessly, Liam threw the paper at him.  Louis caught it and read it, fresh tears forming in his eyes. Harry and Zayn read it with him over his shoulder.

Furiously snatching the now tear-stained paper, Zayn tore it up, breathing heavily and muttering curses under his breath.

"Zayn!! We needed to show the police that!" Harry cried. Zayn, stopped, a guilty frown creasing his forehead.

"Sorry." He said, not looking sorry at all.

"Well, I suppose we could tape it back up." Harry sighed. He got out the tape while Liam phoned the police. Soon enough, another knock sounded. Liam went to answer it, half expecting another note, but it really was the police this time.

"May I come in?" Asked the policeman.

"Yes, of course." Liam answered. They walked up to Harry's bedroom where Harry was putting the final touches to the taped note. The policeman sat down and cleared his throat.

"So, you rang us around ten minutes ago saying that you found a ransom note on your doorstep leading towards the kidnapping of Niall Horan. May I see this note?"

"Um, yes." Harry handed the note to the policeman, who looked at it doubtfully. "Sorry about the tape, we kind of lost our tempers..." The policeman sniffed.

"Well, I suppose that's only to be expected." He folded the note up and slid it into his bag. "We shall take this for fingerprint testing. You should get the results tomorrow." And with that, he walked out of the bedroom. The boys heard the click of the door closing. There was an awkward silence before Louis sighed.  "I'm exhausted, I need nap. See you guys."  He left to his hotel room and Harry turned to the rest of the guys. 

"I'm gonna follow his example." Harry gave the boys a meaningful look and one by one they stood up and left to their own rooms. 

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