Sophie's P.O.V:

I've been drifting in and out of consciousness for about the last few hours.

I'm struggling to keep my eyes awake. I'm so cold.

I'd kill to have a protective brotherly hug from Harry. Like the ones he used to give me when I was little. I used to have terrible nightmares on a night. I cried to myself, my parents never came and comforted me it was always Harry. He made us hot chocolate and he hugged me until I fell asleep.

I slid my heavy body across the floor and propped myself up against the wall next to the locked door.

Why would Amy do this to me? I was only doing the right thing. Well, I presume she's the one who dumped me in here…

Harry P.O.V:

We jumped up the 3 little stairs that lead to the school entrance. I let my body fall onto the door pushing in open. The smell of old books and paint filled my nostrils. I walked into the receptionist's office.

"Hey, do you know where Sophie Styles is?" I muttered awkwardly, the receptionist just stared at me gawping. I looked at her name badge 'Karen' it said in big bold letter.

"Karen, hello?" I said pushing her shoulder.

"Oh yes, what can I do for you Mr. Styles?" She asks still gawping at me. I flicked my head around to see the other 4 boys rolling their eyes at her.

"Sophie Styles… I was supposed meet her at the school gates and she hasn't turned up." I said

"I'll check her register for you, she might be caught up in her last lesson or something." She responded tapping at her keyboard; I dragged my feet on the carpet whilst I waited.

"She, she hasn't been in her last 4 lessons. Didn't anyone notify you about this Sir?" she babbled.

"WHAT? No!" I shouted I walked around her desk to look at the computer monitor.

Maths. The first and last lesson she was in today. Room 23. I ran out of the office leaving the Karen staring at my wobbling ass as I ran away. That woman's like 50 she's shouldn't be perving on me.

"Do we know where Sophie is yet? Liam asked sitting on the floor against a warm radiator.

"No, she hasn't been in since her first lesson and that was maths." I gulped taking a deep breath.

"Shit. You want to go there?" Zayn asked patting my back. I slowly nodded my head.

"What room number?" Louis shouted.

"23."

"She got asked to go see Mrs. Windle the receptionist, about half way through the lesson." He said looking at us from the maths book he was in the middle of marking.

"But I justed talk to her! She never mentioned anything about it!" I exclaimed

"Well I don't know. She never came back. I supposed you should ask Amy she took her to there." He replied getting on with marking.

Oh no. Please no. Not that Amy. Not that Amy and my sister alone.

"Amy?" I asked.

"Yeah, the lass with whitish blondish hair. They wondered down the hall."

That was all he needed to say. It was her. The cheating bitch.

I heard Niall gasp. Behind me, I turned around to face them.

"If that bitch has hurt your sister I'm going to fucking kill her!" Louis shouted not caring the schools strictest teacher was in the same classroom as he was. Surprisingly he didn't say anything.

I staggered out into the corridor and they all followed."If that slut has hurt my sister I don't know what I'll do to her. But it won't be pleasant." I muttered into my hands that I had placed around my mouth.

"We'll all go search for her Harry. Me & Liam and You, Louis and Niall. How about that?" Zayn asked.

"Yeah okay." I replied quietly. I was to busy thinking where she could be.

"Okay. Search the school top to bottom. Ring us if you find her." Zayn said and ran off down the corridor with Liam following behind.

Two brain cells joined together giving me an idea where Sophie was.

Sorry but this is the most I could write today because my hand's killing me, I'll try to update tommorow thanks for all of the amazing reviews and stats on both stories :) Review if you can :) xxxx Sophie