Day three- Late Afternoon.
I paced the room, stopping to stare out the window, punch a pillow or two, smoke a cigarette. Anything to try and either calm my nerves, or figure out where they were going. Harry came in once to bring me food but I quickly told him to get out, just the thought of food made me physically ill. I walked up to the table and grabbed a red pen, I circled where the hotel was, then where I assumed they took Niall, next I traced a few routes that they could of took. I licked my lips as I began to slowly unravel the puzzle of finding Niall. I crossed out route after route as they were revealed to be inaccessible for one way or the other until I was down to one route.
"Gotcha asshole." I said and memorized the map as I was already slightly familiar with the route.
I threw on a black t shirt, strapped a gun to my side, then shoved a knife in my boot for peace of mind. I walked out of the room only to come face to face with Louis.
"Where are you going?" He said and put his hand on his hip.
"Lou. Move I don't have time for this." I said and tried to by pass him but he moved the same way I did, I sighed and glared at him. "Louis, I need to leave. Now." I said but he just crossed his arms and blew some hair from his face. With a growl I grabbed the front of his shirt and brought him nose to nose so his feet dangled off the ground slightly as he paled. "You gonna let me through now?" I asked and set him down, only to push past him.
"Zayn!" Louis called and I groaned but turned around.
"What!?" I said, my annoyance seeping into my words.
"Just... Just be safe and bring Niall home alive, ok?" He asked and I felt my face soften slightly but I nodded.
"I plan on it." I said finished walking to the elevator, as the door closed, I watched Louis slowly turn and start to walk away, but stop and look behind him. I felt the familiar fear of death surround me but I quickly shook it off. I would not let emotions control me, not this time. I'm going to get Nialler back, no matter what had to be done.