Bad Kitty (Zarry)

Chapter 55

Niall (POV) January 13th 1:10am

Sleepless, that's what I felt. It was hard, it was so hard to keep this type of secret from Liam and Zayn, especially Zayn because he's been a mess without Harry and yet...Harry had texted me not to say one word.

I've no idea where he is, who he's with and if he was really being honest with me about being okay. Telling me that there were people out there looking for him, what people and why?

I can't help but worry, worry about my friend who is in trouble and the fact that I can't help him because he doesn't want it. I can't even tell Liam about it, I promised Harry that I wouldn't but this was eating me up inside.

Tossing in my bed, the night sky shining through my curtains with the moon brighter than the sun most days. The lights were still out because of the weather, I'm surprised the moon was even out due to the snow slamming against the place. The stars stayed hidden though, the clouds seemed darker and more frightening than most nights.

My heater was the only that kept me warm aside from the piles of blankets I had on top of my bed. Little snores coming from my side as Liam slept through the early morning, Zayn was on the couch. He hadn't been home in days, said he didn't like feeling lonely and that everything reminded him of Harry.

It shocked me hearing him say such things, because I would have assumed a man that dated a woman like Perrie...he would be burnt out on that than a hybrid he had just met. I could tell just by the look on his face, that he was head over heels for the lost kitten.

Of course we cared about Perrie but she was nothing like Harry. You can know somebody for years and still not feel a heavy connection with someone you've known for days or weeks. That's how I see it, Harry made a huge impact in our lives that it was hard to even forget about that man.

Sitting up, I wanted to so badly text him and ask him why he wasn't coming back. Tell him to come home and that we'd make it work, that we all had to sit down and talk like adults.

But I didn't want to push him into doing something he didn't feel comfortable with, I knew he was staying away for many reasons. Plus I'm sure it would be difficult to walk through such a storm like this one. And having people out there searching for him...that's even worse.

I just want him safe and healthy, I want to make sure he's getting enough food and water, enough warmth and care, enough happiness.

I know Zayn has his regrets of the things he had said and done, I know he wants to fix everything he's screwed up between him and Harry. But he's been in a funk, he made himself sick being out in the cold looking for Harry for two days straight and getting nothing in return.

He probably still would have been out there if it weren't for Liam dragging him back inside and scolding him for not eating or sleeping.

Everything was simply a mess, losing Louis had been another hard pill to swallow...but there was somebody out there killing our friends and loved ones. Yet nothing was found, the cops had almost given up if it weren't for another death of a girl from Perrie's old college.

''Mmm why are you awake?'' Liam's voice shot through my ear.

Lying back down on my side, facing Liam's way. I stared at that sleepy face for the longest. Loving each and every flaw, admiring those beautiful lips and soft cheeks. I can't NOT tell him, we tell each other everything.

''I talked to Harry.'' I simply said

Watching the way Liam shot up with wide eyes that also screamed confusion.