Last update I'll be making as a 19 year old because I'm turning 20 tomorrow! AH!

37 Harry's POV

A car arrived outside the house the next morning. A blacked out, expensive looking car. Which sat there, nobody getting out, nobody getting in.

An hour later, the post arrived, including a letter with the words:

'Get in the car and we will forget this ever happened Harry'

At which point, we panicked.

"Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t! What do we do!? There's a car outside f*ck there's a car outside!" Dougie swore, tearing at his hair as he paced frantically.

"We... We..." I didn't have words, I was too scared. Scared wasn't actually covering it, I was terrified! My parents had parked a f*cking car outside the house and were now threatening me to get in it and go back to their house! Who knew who was even inside that car in the first place! It could be Dad, or some sort of guard, and there would be no problem with getting me in that car if a guard used force! Sh*t this was bad, this was very, very bad!

"Fletch there's a car outside and Harry's gotten a letter telling him to get in it, what do we do?!" Tom rushed the message into the phone, looking over at me with such a panicked face; I didn't have a clue on how to respond.

"Where are the guards? Aren't there supposed to be guards?!" Danny was shouting, head whipping back and forth in front of the widow as he searched for guards.

"Boys breathe! There are guards sat at discreet and strategic points around the house, they arrived last night after you phoned. They reported the car's appearance earlier this morning, and are currently monitoring the person inside it, and making sure that the driver doesn't get close to the house. So, breathe, calm down, nothing is going to happen." Fletch's voice sounded tinny down the line, and nowhere near as calm as I needed it to be right now.

"But they're right outside our house! They're directly threatening Harry right now! They're telling him to get in the car and leave with them but he can't leave because he's ours and he won't be safe out there and he needs to be safe and he can't go!" Dougie panicked, my world tilting to the side as he started heaving in breath.

I ran over and grabbed him, keeping my hands on his sides to keep him up right. "Doug, Doug honey breathe. It's okay, I'm not going anywhere, just come on, breathe with me." I started to help him breathe, counting out beats for him to breathe in and out to while his hands clawed at my arms.

"Fletch, that car can't just stay outside all the time, we've got to do something about it, haven't we? It's watching us, and expecting Harry inside it today. What's going to happen if he doesn't go?" Tom whispered, trying to keep his voice down for Dougie's sake.

"In, one two three, and out, one two three." I leant my head against Dougie's, keeping at it as he started to follow along. Mini-crisis half averted, he'd need grounding, but if I could get him breathing properly he wouldn't pass out, and passing out was the bit that scared us both the most. It needed to be avoided at all costs.

"We... I don't know. I just don't know. The guards will be useful in keeping intruders out and you guys in, but I'll have to get back to you about everything else." Fletch sighed, he had to be joking, he didn't have a plan?!

"How don't you have a plan?! You always have a plan!" I broke my mantra to glare at the phone.

"It's not my fault! This is one serious curveball! There aren't many bands out there who get this problem funnily enough!" Fletch shouted, we all winced, "Sorry, sorry boys. We're all getting stressy, shall we all just take a minute to breathe and you can fill me in on exactly what this car looks like and anything else I need to know. It could spark off something that could help, but currently all I have is sending more guards in and rushing the cameras being set up, or getting you guys away somewhere safe."

I hated it when he said that, I was so against running away. But was there another choice? It was starting to look like our only option as the pressure kept on rising around us. I really didn't want to run away though, but with a car now being parked outside the house, there wasn't much more we could do. Sh*t, why did this have to happen?!