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Chapter 14

Harry Pov

I run and run and run to where Niall told me the boats are docked. My whole body aches. I haven't seen the light of day for over a month, let alone exercised. I haven't eaten anything but stale bread, hardly enough for a body to run on, but I still run. I run and I keep running even when my legs wobble and buckle. I run for myself, I run for Niall, I run for Josh.

I finally see the boat. Niall said there should three, but I notice most of the guards missing, maybe they had business on the mainland. I run to the boat and try to figure out how to work the damn thing before that guard comes. Sure I had gotten a head start and I am faster, but it's only a matter of time before he comes.

Luckily the boat is a speed boat. Me and Liam went fishing once a while back. I really didn't want to, but he said 'It will be good for you to get out of this hotel room, let's go have some fun.' So his idea of fun was sitting on a boat in the middle of some water, for 5 hours. At least I learned for to steer a speed boat. Some have keys but thank god this one had a simple 'push button'.

I stared the boat quickly and then I was off onto the sea. I just steered toward the mainland and hoped for the best.

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It's been a couple of hours but I finally make my way into the docks and I think I may just cry. It's dark, the moon and stars out. I'm not sure how late it is but I stumble out of the boat and run to the nearest sign of people. A little restaurant with it's lights on. I run like I'm running for my life towards the source of light.

I enter the establishment frantically. A couple people see me and gasp. I look down at myself and realize I look like someone who's been held captive for months. The look is appropriate. I go to a waiter asking if they have a phone I can use. The waiter looks shock asking, "Harry Styles?"

"Yes, now do you pleas have a phone I can use?" I ask, a bit fed up. I can tell he can't speak English very well so I motion a phone with my hands. I just need to talk to Liam, or Zayn, or Louis.

The waiter quickly nods and leads me to the back. "Here. " He says pushing the phone into my hand. I quickly dial the number with trembling hands. The waiter stays next to me.

I hear the dial tone and I wait anxiously. After about six rings, I'm ready to hang up and find another when someone picks up. "Hello?" The voice is tired and gravely.

"Liam?" I ask choking.

"Harry!? Is that you!?"

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I wait anxiously in the restaurant for the boys to come. The door opens and I quickly look up to see all three of them. Zayn, Liam, and Louis. We stare at each other for a while. It feels like a dream. God knows I've had this dream way too many times just to wake up in that damp cell. But this can't be a dream, it's much too real. We all snap out of our haze and I run towards them. They all open their arms and engulf me into a huge hug and I can't help but cry.

I cry about everything that's happened in the past few months. I cry about being kidnapped,I cry about being home. I cry about being hungry, I cry about being tired, I cry about Josh, I cry about the fact that Niall is stuck there and may even be dead. I cry harder at that thought and all of the boys just hold my tighter.

If they weren't here then I would have collapsed on the floor. I give all of my energy and power away. I feel broken and relieved at the same time.

"Shhh. It's okay Harry. It'll all be okay." They whisper, and I can't help but think of Niall.

It'll all be okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end.