When I woke up it was already noon. I woke to the sound of my phone ringing. It was Mallory. I sighed. I didn't answer. I couldn't stand to hear her voice. Every time I hear her voice it brought back memories. I got up and went to get breakfast. I could hear my phone ring again. I ignored it. I ate breakfast by myself silently.

Aunt May walked into the kitchen talking on my phone.

"Yes, Mallory. He's right here," Aunt May said as she handed me my phone. I smile and take the phone.

"Hello?"

"Peter?!"

"Yes, what is it Mallory?"

"Do you know where Harry is?"

"No, I haven't heard from him," I said.

"He's not answering any of my calls and he was supposed to pick me up last night. I think there's something wrong," Mallory's voice was shaking.

"I'm sure he's alright Mallory. I'm sure his parents we-" I stopped talking. There was a long silence between us. Parents, not his parents.

"Peter? What is it?" Mallory asked.

"Mallory, I called Harry the other day and his dad answered. His dad is never home and there's no way Harry would let him near his stuff after what we found out! I'm so stupid! I didn't even think twice about it!" I exclaimed. I grabbed May's car keys and my coat.

"Peter you're not stupid. We just need to find him," Mallory replied.

"Yeah, I'll call you later," I said before hanging up. There were 2 pains in my chest now. One because my best friend might be in trouble and the other? I'm sure you can guess.

I got in the car and drove to Harry's house.