Forever Hidden (Niall Horan)

Chapter 13- Fight or Flight

Shawn's POV-

I closed my eyes and leaned back in my uncomfortable plastic chair.  

'Niall,' I thought slowly.  

He didn't answer right away. The bruises the doctor had left on my face and arms throbbed in the open air. My clothes were ratty and torn. Scratches and gashes dotted my legs and torso.  

This is what happens when you don't agree with the government.  

A voice surfaced in my mind, 'Shawn love. Where are you?' 

I sighed softly, feeling drained. 'I'm scared Niall.'  

'Don't be,' he insisted.  

'I'm dying Niall. They're going to kill me.' As I 'spoke' my stomach twisted in hunger.  

I could almost feel the urgency of his reply. 'Shawn please no. Just hang on Princess. We're so close.' 

I felt butterflies when he called me his princess. But then the doctor walked in.  

"Shawn," he said, "we need answers."  

Niall's POV-

I tilted the craft towards the large building Danielle had spotted from the air.  

It wasn't on any map of Northern Ireland so it must've been where they were holding Shawn.  

"Guys I want everyone to stay with the helicopter," I stated firmly.  

They all shook their heads, we knew that the chances of them being able take on the government weren't good- at least mine were slightly higher- but they wanted to come as reinforcements per say.  

I landed the craft six kilometres away and took off, barely stopping to wait to anyone.  

My mind was on one thing. 

Shawn.

Shawn's POV-

Niall must've been close. I could feel it.  

The doctor had brought what looked like a large branding iron today.  

I was too weak to even cry.  

He looked at me very calmly, "Shawn honey. Do you want to talk to us now?"  

I feebly shook my head, "Over my dead body you bastard."  

He raised his large stick, "Do you want to answer again?"  

I swallowed, "Yeah. When hell freezes over."  

He lowered the tip of the iron as I closed my eyes and tried to speak to Niall one last time.

Niall's POV-

'I love you Niall. I'm sorry.'  

The words bounced around my head. I skidded to such a sudden stop I made six inch depressions in the ground.  

"Niall?" Came Harry's voice from behind me.  

I dropped to my knees, "No! Dammit... she needs us! She's in big trouble."  

The others came up behind me but I ignored them.  

'Shawn! Shawn! Please Shawn!'  

No reply. I got up an started to run, pulling everyone else along at my speed.  

We burst through the side of the building, in a cloud of mortar and flying bricks, just in time to hear Shawn's scream as the red hot fire poker hit her bare skin.

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Hey it's Alex again!  

Writing what should be one of the final chapters of Forever Hidden :'(  

But never fear! Jamie's got a short story called Angry, Scared, and Losing Trust and I plan to write a new fanfic when this one ends. Yay :)  

Thanks to everyone who's read this! And to everyone who's voted for this!  

Love every single one of you to bits!!!!!!  

-Alex <3