Louis's POV

It's been a week and four days. Where is that girl? I'm starting to get worried, but I don't know what happened that night at the bar.

"Where would she go? Think, Louis!" I shout at myself, pacing in my room. There's a knock at my door. I go to open the door, but Harry already opens it an closes it behind him.

"Louis, I think you would know where she'd be. You wer- ARE her brother, I think you'd know where she'd gone." He says sitting on my bed.

"I know; it's just I can't remember anything from that age! It's like, I was hit on the head and forgot my childhood. It's weird. Wait, I think I know where she might be," I say, standing up abruptly. I beckon him to follow.

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"Stay here," I tell Harry. He nods and I get out of the car. Walking over to the ledge of the cliff, I stand behind Hannah, who is crying. he doesn't take notice in me. I see her shadow. But, there's more shadows. And there not hers. I gasp, the shadows are moving in on her.

"What are those?!" I yell, pointing at the shadows, who are turned around facing me.

"Louis," she breathes.

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