Phil's POV:
I stood in the hall with the bag slung over my shoulder.
"I just need to say good bye to Adrian and then we're gone" He said.
He knocked lightly on the door, but got no response. Slowly he pushed the door open and the room in front of him was empty. The room was strangely tidy for a teenage boy, with posters covering one entire wall.
"He must be downstairs" Dan said.
We went downstairs, first of all peeking our heads around the corner to see if he was in the living room, but nothing. We narrowed down that he must be in the kitchen, Dan hesitated before going in as he knew both of his parents. Eventually, he walked in, both Mr and Mrs Howell looked up as we entered the kitchen.
"Erm, is Adrian in here?" Dan asked.
"No he's in his room" Mrs Howell replied, I noticed her glancing at our bags.
"He's not, I just checked there" Dan said.
Mrs Howell immediately jumped up and went to the bottom of the stairs, calling Adrian's name just to get no reply. After half an hour of worrying and calling Adrian's phone to get no reply, the animosity that used to be here was gone. Suddenly, it didn't matter whether if Dan was gay or straight – all that mattered was finding Adrian.
"He doesn't do this, he doesn't just leave without telling anyone" Dan's Mum said over and over again.
Dan walked into the kitchen, removing his phone from his ear. "Still going to answer phone" He sighed.
"When was the last time any of you seen him?" I asked, trying to make myself useful.
"Last night at around ten, he went into his room and we went into ours" Dan said.
"We can't just sit here talking, we need to be out there looking" Mr Howell fumed.
"I agree" Dan said.
Before leaving in search for Dan's little brother, we checked his room for clues. Dan walked in first, looking around checking the shelves and in his wardrobe. He tried to guess the password to his computer but failed, numerous times. I looked around as Dan sat at the desk, his bed caught my eye.
"Dan, it doesn't look like he slept here last night" I said.
"Shit" Dan cursed under his breath, "Now what?".
-A Few Hours Later-
We were out driving, I insisted on driving because Dan seemed to stressed to even get behind the steering wheel. We were out in Mrs Howell's car, while Mr Howell was in his own car. Mrs Howell remained at home, she was far too frantic to be out looking, we convinced her to stay home in case he came home. Dan sat quietly in the passenger seat, scanning the streets. He had drove around the small town they lived in nearly four times now and nothing. We just hoped he hadn't got on a train anywhere.
It was five o'clock now, as far as we knew he had been missing since late last night – but we couldn't be sure. We pulled up, back at the end of Dan's street.
"Where now?" I asked.
"I don't know where else to look" Dan sighed.
"Try not to worry too much" I said, "For all we know the fighting back at the house just got too much for him and he's at his friends".
"I don't know Phil, I have a really bad feeling about this" He answered wearily.
There wasn't much more I could say that could make him feel better, I knew I would be just as bad if it was my brother missing. But to make things worse, Adrian was only fifteen, who knows what could have happened. I tried to shake the negative thoughts out of my head, we had to stay positive.
"Maybe we should talk to some of his friends or something" I suggested.
But five phone calls later, no-one knew anything. And as the panic set in, no-one knew what to do. We were now back at the house, making that dreaded call to the police. In a few hours, he'd have been missing for 24 hours. The mood of the house was low as to be expected. The police said they couldn't do anything until it was officially 24 hours, Mr Howell gave a good argument but in the end gave up. Mrs Howell paced around the house, cleaning and making more cups of tea than it was humanly possible to drink. Yet Dan sat quietly, answering with one word.
As we heard a knock on the door, we all jumped up to answer it. There at the door stood a tall, slightly tanned teenage boy with brown hair – except it wasn't the teenage boy we were looking for.
"Matthew?" Mrs Howell said.
"Who's Matthew?" Dan asked.
"Adrian's friend" She replied.
"I have something to tell you" He said, looking nervous.
He came into the living room and sat on the sofa next me, fidgeting with his hands and stuttering as he spoke.
"I was with Adrian last night" He began, "I didn't tell you earlier because my Mum was there".
"Where? At what time?" Mrs Howell asked.
"We were out in the park with Ryan, he brought beer and at first it was fun and then at around one o'clock I said I had to get home and Adrian said he was right behind me" He said.
"Did you see him leave?" Mrs Howell asked.
"No, but it was dark and I was trying to get home before anyone noticed I was gone" He replied.
"We already checked the park" I said, "There was no sign of him".
"What about this Ryan kid?" Dan asked.
"I haven't heard from either of them since last night, I've told you all I know" He said.
Hello, ok so this is a new storyline I'm trying, I have a whole other chapter written with this storyline, but after I finished I was like hmm, yes or no? Because I spent the majority of my day on it instead of revising haha. But, this storyline leads into another and yeah so let me know :D