Lost *Liam Payne*

When she was here, every day was full of light and happiness. Her smile would light up the darkest of days, blue eyes sparkling bright, hair as yellow as the sun. There was never a point in time when I was unhappy when she was around. Until now. Now, the skies are grey, dark and depressed. All happiness has disappeared...along with her. She's gone. She left. She never came back. She's lost. But I'm determined to find her.


11. Chapter 11

Liam's POV
"We are now landing in Wichita, Kansas. Please buckle your seat belts until we touch ground. Thank you." The male pilot states over the plane's intercom. Sighing, I buckle the uncomfortable seat belt, Niall groaning in the seat next to me. 

It has been a long flight from LA. Louis has slept the whole way, passed out on Zayn's shoulder while Harry flirts with a cute brunette in the seat in front of mine. 

All Niall and I could talk about was our plan. What are  we gonna do once we land? We got extremely lucky in LA. It might not be so easy this time. But we can't give up. Not now.

"Ready?" Niall asks me, adjusting his flat bill hat. I nod slightly, feeling nervous. What if we are wrong?

"Liam! Liam stop!" Harmonie begs, tears falling from her eyes as she laugh uncontrollably. My hands squeeze her sides, tickling her as I pin her to the couch with my body.

"Let me think about that, love...no!" I yell out, pausing for a second to let her catch her breath, then starting back up again. 

"Li! I've gotta use the loo!" She screams out, trying and failing to shove me off of her. I laugh loudly, throwing my head back. Harmonie uses that moment of vulnerability on my part to squirm out of my grasp, falling onto the floor, then sprinting towards the toilet.

"I love you, Mo!" I say, smiling at her as she returns to the living room. She glares at me, trying to hold back a smile that eventually shows up on her face. She sits on my lap, placing her hands on either side of my face. I stare into her ocean blue eyes, her honey blonde hair pulled up in a bun on top of her head.

"I love you too, Li..." She whispers, kissing me long and hard on the lips. Slowly, she  pulls me on top of her on the couch.
"Liam, you alright?" Zayn asks me, pulling me out of my memories. I can feel a small smile on my face, the memory being a happy reminder of the way things used to be.

"Uh, yeah! I just got a little sidetracked...that's all." I reply, giving him a smile. The Muslim boy smiles back at me, along with my other friends.

The five of us are standing at a bus stop outside of the smallest airport I've ever seen in my life. Glancing around the town we were in, it seemed to get smaller and smaller every time I looked.

According to a very nice girl at the airport, there should be a bus arriving here in about an hour. To pass the time, Niall whips out his trusty guitar, grinning at all of us. 

Niall begins to strum a few chords, Harry knowing the song instantly. The two of them grin at each other before Harry begins to sing.

"Her name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me..."

A grin spreads across my face as all of us boys jump into the song.

"'Cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me"

Niall laughs as he continues to play, his part coming up next.

"Her boyfriend's a dick
And he brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And drives an Iroc
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me"

And so it goes on, the five of us singing together, blending in perfect...harmony. This was Harmonie's all time, favorite song. She would sing it constantly around the house, her voice beautiful and pure perfection.

"I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say, "Maybe."
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you..." I sing, my voice soft as I think of all the times Harmonie and I sang this together. The closer I get to her, the more anxious I become. I need her back. 

"Guys, the bus is just down the road!" Harry points out, all five of our heads turning towards the end of the street. Sure enough, there was the bus, trudging its way down the dirt road. 

We all stand up, grabbing out bags and stretching. I had no idea where we were going, but I hoped one of the boys did. If not, I don't know what we are going to do.

The bus pulls up to the curb, the door opening wide. Well, it's now or never.

"Where to?" The elderly driver asks, a big bushy mustache covering his top lip. I glance around at the boys, all four of them giving me the same look I was probably giving them. Great, we are lost.

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