Tied up|| Larry Stylinson

27.

(Sorry for any spelling mistakes I've not read over it yet)
^ok I've just tried to fix spelling errors soo if there is any then it's just because I'm stupid :)

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Niall's PoV

I had no idea how long I was in that dark...cold room, but it was too fucking long. My eyes had gotten used to the dark, I could now see most things in the room; Including the ropes and smashed glass that laid in the corner along with the blood stains on the floor.

For some reason it felt like Harry had been there, that made it worse because that meant he had to go through what I was going through but for possibly much longer.

I couldn't get my mind off of Harry, he had just took someone's life to save my own and I knew that must have mentally fucked him up. Harry had never been a violent person, not when the kids at school had called him a fag or a dike, not when his father would beat or rape him (he wouldn't even let me get near the man to try teach him a lesson myself) and he sure as hell would never kill somebody.

Except he did, he did it and now he he could be doing anything. My mind ran crazy as I thought about everything and anything he could possibly be doing, what if he had went back to hurting himself? What if he was allowing Louis to comfort him? But worst of all, what if he liked it and decided to help Louis? I didn't want to think about it but it was something that was unavoidable in the silence.

Liam had come in to visit me a few times, he probably wasn't supposed to but I didn't mind the company... even if he was part of the reason I was here.

Speak of the Devil, I heard the door open and the sound of a light switch, moments later the room flooded with light and as my eyes adjusted I realised it was Liam.

He sat down next to me and placed a blanket over me, he always brought one but could never leave them with me. He said it would just get both of us in trouble, but it was nice to have it for a while.

After a few moments of talking there was silence, not a comfortable one ether. I found it strange since this hadn't happened since the first 10 minutes ever that he had came to see me.

"I have a plan Niall.." he finally spoke up and I smiled knowing what he meant, he was going to help me escape.  "but I don't think that your going to like it."

"What?.. why not?" I questioned, feeling my smile drop and turn to a frown.

"Harry can't come with you. I've tried to think of ways it could be possible for the both of you to leave together but none would succeed" he told me whilst staring at the floor, refusing to look my way.

I could feel myself tearing up. Harry was my best friend and I needed him, more importantly he needed me. Who knows what the fuck would happen to him if he stayed here much longer? 

"There has to be another way liam! One where we both get out." I tried.

"I'm sorry but you can't risk it...it's too dangerous and even if you did succeed Louis would find you anyways! Now for some fucked up reason he's fucking attached to Harry so she wouldn't hurt him, but if you both got out and he came back for Harry, which he would, then you sure as hell wouldn't be surviving."

He then started explaining very vaguely the plan, I tried to concentrate but my mind wouldn't let me.

"Look niall, you don't have to go through with it. But I know you don't want to stay here, I can probably manage to get Harry down here but he would tell you the same thing. Go, go and live your life and don't ever come back."

There it was yet again, silence.

Liam stood up, picking up the blanket with him.

"I'll give you some time to think about it, okay?"

I nodded and he left, along with the light. So there I was, just me and a decision to make.

Escape and leave Harry here, or stay here and suffer, with the slim chance of us being able to see each other...maybe even escape.

Kinda just made this up as I went along because I had no idea what to write but hope it's ok at least

-katie <3