Prisoner h.s

Chapter fourteen- Truth

Harry pov:

I wake up to the sound of snoring, who the fuck is that? Niall doesn't snore..

I get out of my bed and stand up to peak my head over the top bunk. I immediately see Naya sprawled out on the bed taking up 99% of the space. Niall, who is stuffed in the right side of the bed with her hand on his face.

I get up and walk over to the sink. I turn the water on and started to rinse my face and brush my teeth.

A loud bang is then heard from the door, making Naya and Niall wake up.

"Breakfast is ready!"

Oh shit,

Baldy usually opens the door to let us eat at the cafeteria on sunday's.

I look at Niall and he starts to gather all his sheets trying to cover Naya. I rush to try and help them but we slowly hear the door open.

"Styles, Horan, breakfast. Go to the lunch room now!"

We still try to cover up Naya with our backs to the officer.

I nod turning around, looking over my shoulder to Niall, I can see he's patting down the sheets and turns around to face Baldy just like I was doing.

We get off the rim of the bunk bed and start to walk towards the cafeteria.

"Styles, your appointments in 30 minutes hurry up,"

"Yeah,"

I start to speed walk down the hallway hoping he closed the door and didn't go for a dumpster diving in Niall's bed.

I think it's to late.

I hear a loud shout from the back of the building. Knowing it's Baldy, we start to sprint back to our cell.

Naya is no longer in the bed but in on the floor yelling with her father.

"Your so full of shit dad," She scoffs at him.

"Young lady, you need to respect my rules. I'm your father for all I know!"

I can see Niall looking at them as his mouth shuts and his eyes blue bugging around with his arms crossed not knowing what to do.

"Dad but I'm twenty, I'm not your little baby princess anymore!"

"You still are my daughter and when it comes to things like having sex with a criminal I think I can decide whether or not you can do that." He points his finger towards Niall calling him the, that.

Harsh

Naya rolls her eyes and leaves the room grabbing Niall with her.

"You know what dad, fuck you,"

She the puts her small hands on Niall's face and leans in to kiss him. She stays there and doesn't let go of his lips.

Naya takes his hand again and leaves to go to the cafeteria with him.

I smile at myself proud of what she did. I had no idea she had that little devil in her. I'm starting to like her.

"Styles did you fucking know about this?" he scolds at me.

"Pff no," I look at him and shake my head.

"You guys are all full of shit,"

He walks by me leaving the cell door open.

Wow we love a grumpy Baldy.

I mean I would too if my daughter just slept in the same bed as a criminal, in jail.