Sedated (narry, boyxboy)

tuesday afternoon

   Along the way to zayns house, harry kept his arm around my waist. Not that I minded. I actually like it. Very much. It felt safe in his arms or anywhere near him. His sparkling green eyes told he was protective. His build showed he was strong. His lips showed he was kind. And his hands showed that he was gentle.

    I snuggled a bit against Harry's side and closed my eye.

"Niall?" I herd him whisper but I didn't answer.

I felt a pair of soft lips against my forehead.

"Sleep tight angel" he whispered. I could feel my hear fluttering and I could feel a storm of butterfly's in my stomach.

I eventually did fall asleep in the car but when I awoke, we were in zayns house and there was yelling.

"Niall! Niall get your ass over hear!" I herd my fathers voice I panicked and stood up, from the couch I was laying on. Harry came rushing in the living room with a finger held to his lips, signaling for me not to make a sound. I quietly sobbed, not knowing what to do.

I have to go back. It'll anger him more if I don't. I have to go. I don't want to be hurt anymore than what I'm getting.

Harry wrapped his arms around me and held me against his chest.

"Shhh, he doesn't know your here babe. Its okay. He didn't see you." Harry comforted.

"I-i have to go. He'll just g-get even more mad if i&-I don't." I quietly sobbed into his chest.

Harry stroked my hair. I glanced up at him to see he had a worried expression upon his face.

"Please. I don't want him to hurt you. I don't want anyone to here him." I pleaded.

Harry slowly brought his hands to my cheek to wipe my tears.

"And I don't want him to hurt you, niall. I'm not letting you go again." He said

"Again?" I asked with a sinffle. My sob died down to just crying. I could still hear the argument in the front between my dad and Zayn.

"C-can we go hide somewhere," I asked shyly "before you answer that.."

Harry took me upstairs and locked us in zayns room.

"You don't remember niall. You don't remember me. But I remember you. The day of your mom car accident. Me and you were in the car. I was okay niall. I was okay because you protected me. You let me live, even though it cost you your memorys. I ran. I ran out the car to get help. Your mom was still alive for a while. I thought you'd be okay with her. But because of the traffic the accident caused, there were people all around who didn't know what to do but those fucking idiots tried taking you and your mom out the car. I came back with help. I came back but you were unconscious. I stayed in the hospital day and night. When the doctors told me the news, I had to leave. I didn't want to bring you down.." Harry explained. Along the story I began crying. Hard.

   He was the boy in my memory. But u can't remember his face. I just remember a silhouette of a bright figure. We lied on the bed. I was crying into Harry's chest as he continued comforting me.

"D-dont go again... Please.. Don't leave." I pleaded.

"I'm not. I won't." Harry reassured.

The door to the room was burst open and there my dad stood.

"I knew you were here you piece of shit!" My father hollered as he grabbed the back of my neck and yanked me towards him. I cried out and kept asking him to stop only to result in him slapping me.

"Shut the hell up! Fucking, no good, shit for brains" he said.

Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him then behind him.

"I will not let you hurt him" harry said, gripping my hand.

"The fag has got a boyfriend now? Would he like to join in on this?!"

"No!" I hollered to my father.

Harry stood his ground. Zayn came rushing in shoving my dad out the room.

"Fuck you and your god damn drinking problems. Go get a life and stop ruining his you shit for face!" Zayn hollered. There were sirens and my eyes widened.

"Did you call the police?! No! Why?!" I asked, panicking. What if my dad makes it out of jail and comes after me? He'll be furious! He's all I have left! Where would I stay?!

My dad ran out the room and soon the front door was closed and I herd my house door slam shut.

"We didn't call the police." Harry said "but we should have."

"That was just lucky timing" zayn chuckled.

I collapsed onto my knees, now feeling exhausted.

Harry lifted me and brought me to the bed.

"Can you leave for a moment zayn?" Harry asked and zayn did. "Niall.. Babe... Angel.. You can sleep at my place. You will stay at my place. I don't want you going back there."

I just nodded. I was too tired to argue.

Harry placed his soft lips against mine and that woke me up. He had his eyes closed and his hands on my hips.

I closed my eyes and kissed him back. There was a smile on his lips. I can feel it. We kissed for a while passionately. There was no tongue or moaning involved. Yet.

Harry pulled back and stared into my eyes. "Niall James Horan, will you do me the honers of becoming mine?" He asked.

I laughed for the first time in a while and nodded.

"Yes" I said and we kissed again.