Behind My Brothers Back ***BEING EDITED***

Crying Tears ***

Louis POV

Friday night. Jacey's been missing for a whole month now. I should be out partying with the guys, but instead I'm at home looking at old pictures of me and Jacey.

Christmas 1998, I just turned 7. It was a picture of me, Jacey, our mum, and our father.

I smiled as a tear fell down my cheek.

I missed her. Mum died of cancer later that next year.

Now this was happening, my little sister is missing.

My thoughts were once again interrupted.

"Tommo?" Only Harry calls me that, so even if I hadn't recognized his voice, I'd still know it was him.

"Hey Hazza." He slightly smiled at the sound of his own nickname by me.

He sat next to me, and rubbed my back gently with his hand.

"Do you think we'll find her?" I asked him, not really knowing what else to say.

"I don't know anymore." He said, staring at the ground, almost refusing to look at me again.

I knew he couldn't.

Even I reminded myself of Jacey.

And that was the first time I'd ever seen Harry Styles cry.