(APPARENTLY some people didn't get notifications for this chapter, so I republished it. P.s Excuse me while I go scream into my pillow.)

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possession:(noun)

plural noun: possessions

the state of having, owning, or controlling something. "she had taken possession of the sofa." -synonyms: ownership, proprietorship, control, hands, keeping, care, custody, charge, hold, title, guardianship. "the estate came into the possession of the Heslerton family." seize, appropriate, impound, expropriate, sequestrate, sequester, confiscate; take, get, acquire, obtain, secure, procure, possess oneself of, get hold of, get one's hands on, help oneself to; occupy, conquer, capture, commandeer, Requisition; distrain, attach, disseize; poind; informal get one's mitts on.

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"For your eyes only, I show you my heart. For when you're lonely and forget who you are. I'm missing half of me when we're apart, now you know me, for your eyes only."  

Song - If I Could Fly

Artist - One Direction

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"As my life flashes before my eyes, I'm wondering will I, ever see another sunrise? So many won't get the chance to say goodbye but it's too late to pick up the value of my life."

Song - Russian Roulette

Artist - Rihanna

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"So go on, live your life, so go on and say goodbye. So many questions, but I don't ask why maybe someday, but not tonight."

Song - Hush Hush

Artist - Avril Lavigne

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Two Days Later

Harry

She's gone.

I can't believe she left without telling me.

There's no note, no text, a big fat nothing.

It's been two days since she just vanished.

"Harry, will you stop pacing in circles mate?" Louis huffs from the other side of the kitchen, arms cross over his chest. "You're making me dizzy."

"Oh hey, I found Pizza," Niall says with his head inside the fridge, "You don't mind if I have a piece yeah?" He mumbles chewing on something.

"Dude I'm pretty sure you've already eaten like three pieces," Louis snickers.

Niall pops his head out from the fridge with half a piece hanging out his mouth. "Seriously? how do you think I look this good? I gotta eat to keep looking like this," 

Louis walks over to him and smacks the back of his head. "Pull your ass out of the fridge, Harry needs our help." He says leaning on Niall's shoulder. 

"Louis is right," Liam says sitting next to Gemma on the sofa. "We've got to work together to find this fucker,"

"Who's a fucker?" Niall questions.

"You're a fucker," Louis response with a smirk.

I roll my eyes mumbling, "idiots, why'd I even ask for your help? You guys are useless,"

"Relax Harry," Gemma chuckles looking at her laptop. "I think they're extremely entertaining,"

"Tell me you found her," I walk over to the sofa and stare at my sister who shakes her head. "Fuck!"

"Mate relax," Niall tries putting a hand on my shoulder but I shrug him off. "How is getting yourself stressed going to help the situation?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

My sister closers the laptop screen and places it on the glass table. "He's right Harry, while you're in this state, you'll be no help."

"Cause you've all been such great help so far! It's been fucking two days and we haven't found any trace of her! Even the police don't know what happened, she's just gone!" My head falls into my hands and I lean against the wall behind the sofa. 

"Harry-"

"Don't Harry me, Gemma, you said you could track her phone! You promised me you'd find her! But you haven't!" I raise my voice earning looks from the lads. "She's pregnant for fuck's sake!"

"Yelling isn't helping," Niall says stuffing his face with pizza.

"Yeah and eating all my food is?" My eyes narrow at him, he scoffs in response. I sigh, I guess I'm taking my anger out on them. "Look, guys, I'm sorry, it's just-"

Gemma's phone suddenly dings indicating she's received a message. "Harry-"

"What is it? Gem-"

"Detectives just found Doniya, Waliyha and Safaa Malik outside of Melbourne," Her eyes are wide as she reads her phone. "They've all been transferred to the hospital, apparently Henry had been holding them in an old army bunker,"

"That's great and all but what about-"

"Zayn has also been transferred to the hospital but the detectives said there's no sign of Joe," That's all I need to hear for my heart to break. "Harry, I'm sorry, they said the trail's gone cold." 

"No," Grabbing my keys and jacket I run towards the door. 

Liam tries to stop me but I push passed him. "Where are you-"

"To the hospital, Malik has some explaining to do before I beat the shit out of him."

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"ZAYN! You mother fucker!" I'm about to burst through his door after asking nicely where he was in this damn hospital but stop when a nurse opens the door and looks at me.

She has a note pad in her hands. "Sir keep your voice down," 

"Sorry bout that, is Mr Malik okay?"

"Are you family?"

"No-"

"Then I can't let you in, family only." 

I groan, "I've got to see him, please let me in."

"I'm sorry sir but-"

"H-Harry?" His voice sounds weak but it still makes anger boil through my bones. "It's alright nurse, let him in." 

Yeah, let me in so I can make sure you never get out of the hospital. 

Another words if Zayn doesn't tell me where the fuck Joe is, he'll be dead.

. . .

...Two Days Ago...

Joe

He's going to put an end to my Uncle?

"Zayn-"

"I swear I'll kill him, Joe, I'll kill that bastard!" He growls slamming his fist against the tree behind me, making me jump. "I know where he's got them, but I need your help freeing them without Henry knowing."

"No offence, I'm sure he has your sisters but I can't trust you Zayn," 

Zayn removes his fist from the tree and with his other hand, he rubs his knuckles, hazel eyes scanning my face. "I'm not asking you to trust me, Joe, I'm asking you to help me." 

"I don't know how I can be any help to you," I point down to my stomach that has gotten bigger in the past few weeks. "I can't put my baby at risk Zayn, I wish I could help you, I really do but I-"

"Then, I'm sorry it had to come to this, but I'm not taking no for an answer."

My lips part but before I can move or even respond, Zayn's fist connects to my right temple causing white spots to invade my vision. I feel his arms wrap around my body as he picks me up bridal style.

He begins to walk, where to, I don't know, but along the way people asked if I was okay, Zayn often used my pregnancy and told them I fainted. He's smart, he covered up the bruise with my hair, I'm sure the bruise is developing on the side of my face and probably is swollen.

One thing is for sure, it's killing me. 

Before long, my vision fails altogether and darkness takes me.

. . .

"Henry!" Zayn's voice brings me back to reality, my eyes remain closed, I'm too weak to open them. "Henry!" He calls out again, making my head throb. "Henry I know you're here!"

"Zayn Malik, what a pleasant surprise." My Uncle's voice sounds echoey like he's in a different place to where I am. "What can I do for you?"

My assumption is correct when I manage to open my eye, revealing I'm laying in the back of a car, my hands and legs bound and a cloth is tied across my mouth. 

"I have something to trade for my sister's release,"

Hearing this, my Uncle laughs. "What could you possibly have that I want?" 

The car door suddenly opens, I have to blink multiple times to adjust to the light from the sun. Although my vision is blurry, I can easily make out Zayn who stands with a smirk across his ugly face and his arms crossed.

Henry's eyes widened when they fall upon the sight of me. "Well, well, hello my very pregnant niece."

"I brought you His Territory." 

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*Screams*