A/N = Hey people! Im so busy at the moment, I haven't been able to write a lot lately. I just wrote this 1 minute ago, so it's probably filled with typing- and grammarmistakes.

Anyway, here's the next chapter. Dougie's POV will come soon again, don't worry! :P

Chapter 26

Harry's POV

Shit!

Fletch couldn't find out. He shouldn't know about what was happening, because that would endanger Dougie. And I didn't want Dougie to be hurt because of us. Actually, I didn't want him to be hurt at all! Fletch was suspecting something. That was obvious from the way he looked at us, and the fear and shock was evident in his eyes. He must have been thinking in the right direction. How were we going to get out of this?

I didn't know what to say immediately, how to cover this up. My two bandmates were silent in the back of the car as well. Danny was leaving it up to us. Tom was looking at me, frowning, obviously not sure of what and how to tell Fletch. But I wasn't going to let him tell Fletch. He had already screwed up big time. Don't get me wrong, I love Tom a really big lot, I would do anything for him and Danny, but there was only one person in the world who I loved more, and that was the person who was kidnapped right now and who I was trying to protect so badly.

Dougie...

'Fletch, we want to tell you, but really, don't worry about it. Everything will be fine in the end, we can solve this ourselves. If we tell you, we will only put everyone in danger. We'll put ourselves in danger, but we'll also put you in danger and most importantly, we will put Dougie in danger.' I said anxiously, hoping he wasn't going to push it too far.

Fletch blinked, Tom and Danny stayed silent and let me handle it. Fletch bit his lip and drew in a breath as if to brace himself for the answer of the next question.

'Guys, what is happening to Dougie?' But I knew he understood what was going on by now. It was way obvious.

'Guys. Be honoust with me now. What is going on with Dougie? Why is he in danger? Is he being threatened? Or...' Fletch swallowed, and I subconsciously braced myself for the next question.

'Has Dougie been kidnapped?' Fletch asked and all of us cringed a bit. My heartbeat was going mental. Shit.

Why hadn't I just made up a lie?

But I knew he wouldn't have fallen for that.

Okay. No way out anymore. He deserved to know the whole truth now.

'Yes.' I said with a soft voice, and I looked down at my lap. 'He's been kidnapped.'

Fletch gasped, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

'Look... We can handle it ourselves, Fletch. I'll get the money and then we'll get him out. I think these guys were honoust when they said they would give us Dougie back safely if we got them the money.'

Fletch blinked.

'How much money are we talking about here?' He asked nervously.

'Three million.' I said looking down again. It was very silent in the backseats. I hated this situation we were in. I looked up when Fletch started talking again.

'Harry, you can't believe those guys on their words only. We need to call the police. This is serious.'

'NO Fletch!' I yelled, then lowered my voice again.

'No, they will hurt Dougie if we tell anyone. And seeing how we already told you, you can't tell anyone. Please Fletch.'

Fletch shook his head.

'Harry, are you crazy?'

I shot him a stubborn glance, but couldn't respond because Fletch turned to the two guitarists in the back of the car.

'And you two? Why didn't you call me immediately? Jeez... You are not joking around are you?' He asked incrediously with wide eyed. He knew we were serious. He was just shocked and scared, like all of us.

'Fletch, seriously. This is all true, but you really can't tell anyone. Please, give it a few days, then I'll have the money. I really will. Just don't call the police. If you do, they will hurt Dougie.'

Fletch looked at me doubting. After a little while of more pleading he gave in.

'Alright, I'll give you a few days to handle it yourselves. If you can't get the money in less than one week Im going to call the police though, understood?' Fletch said sternly, and I just nodded, happy he gave us at least one whole week. I really hoped we would have gotten Dougie back by then.

'Thanks, Fletch, you're the best.' I said.

'But listen,' Fletch continued, ignoring my remark. 'You have to keep me informed about everything, alright? God, you're all so precious to me. Don't get yourself in too much trouble, okay? If you need me you can just call me, and I'll come over a few times.' Fletch sighed, but I shook my head.

'No, you can't come in. They have placed a camera in the livingroom, so you if you come in, they'll know that. We can call you, but not see you, okay?' I said. Fletch looked really worried.

'Guys, we have to get inside now, I don't know if we're being watched. Probably not, but anyway, I don't feel comfortable sitting here not knowing if anybody is watching us talking to Fletch. They'll know that we told him.' Danny piped up from behind and I nodded.

I hugged Fletch, who looked completely disstressed, then opened the backdoor for Tom and Danny and then we walked up to Tom's front door.

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