Stepdad Styles

Chapter 26

--Harry--

"Harry, I don't know what your plan is but someone has to go in there for Hazel. That psycho is like a ticking time bomb ready to go off." His blue eyes dim for a moment as he looks down at the lifeless little toddler dangling freely in my tight hold.

There was a time in my life where I never thought Niall would be caught frowning or unhappy, and now here we are outside a psychos mothers house ready to take on the psycho with our bare hands. This was a recipe for disaster but at this time I had to press forward.

"What should we do, Harry?" Nialls eyes flashed up towards mine, looking intently at me for a reply.

"I- uh- I think- uh-" I didn't have a plan. I was completely empty minded. This was hopeless.

"Here, give me My niece." He out stretched his long arms before him, fingertips skimming along my daughters arm and leg. I held on tight though, unable to give her up. "Harry." Niall groaned as he realized I wasn't budging. "If you don't, then I'm going to go in after Hazel. She shouldn't be left alo-" a loud crash could be heard from the inside, a shriveling scream that could pierce anyone's ear drums from inside the place. I gulped down the saliva that had pooled into the back of throat as I stared off into thin air.

Both my girls were in danger and I was not going to give up with out a fight.

"Niall." My voice boomed through the night air, startling him as he lifted his arms out once again, taking my baby girl from my arms and hold her like I was. "Take her some place safe. Don't come into the house, I will come out to you. Got it?"

"But Harry, we-"

"No!" I yelled one of my best friends. "You will not go in there with my daughter, if- if for some reason we don't come out, YOU make sure my baby girl grows up to be the woman she was put on this earth to be. Got me?"

"But Ha-"

"The only butts allowed are the Kardashians, we stated this rule 2 years ago." I could feel a smirk wanting to escape my lips but I held back, leaving Niall to snicker with a half smile.

"Alright. Do what you got to do and be careful."

--Hazel--

I was beyond scared, my heart was pounding against my rib cage, threatening to grow wings and fly out of here. Ryan had locked me in his mothers room, she has no windows and the only light source was the dim line of light peaking out from under the door.

I spend a half hour scoping out the bedroom, trying to find any small jewelry long and thing enough to pick at the lock but I had no luck. I did find a small pocket knife, the blade was rusty and appeared to have been snapped off at the tip. It would have to do.

My throat was dry and the more I swallowed the less it hurt but the more light headed I became. I needed water.

"Ry-" my voice hitched, scratching all over I nearly choked on nothing but two letters of a single word. I cleared my throat, making it burn like hell. I tried again to get his attention. "Ryan." I called out behind the locked door. "Can I get a glass of water? Please?"

There was no answer.

I waited atleast another 5 minutes, counting each second that went by before I could barely hear the sound of soft pads of feet hitting the floor in a slow pattern.

This was it, this was my chance.

I took the rusty old pocket knife from the back pocket of my pants and opened it to reveal the half blade.

--Niall--
"Help! Help me, please!" I begged half out of breath from the fast jog I did across the street and down ways away. They had blocked the road off, two police cars had their lights on and two others were there just to keep watch I guess. Nobody moved from their seats and then in the blink of an eye I had 4 guns pointed at me and my little niece.

"Put the girl down and lie down with your hands behind your back." I was barked orders at but obeyed. I placed her gently down on the ground. Her tiny nose scrunching up the slightest when I placed a hand under her head to soften the impact.

I knelt down beside her, the police officers swarming around us, they pulled my hands back and ice cold cuffs linked my wrists together.

"Name?" One of the officers asked.

"Niall, Niall James Horan. But please, just help-"

"That'll be all, we've called an ambulance." He didn't give me time to argue, his powerful hands pulled me up by my arms and forced me into the back of his car. All I could do was scream after my niece as I watched her little body get put onto a stretcher.

"Niall! Niall!" It wasn't loud, it was just enough for my ears to pick at and distinctly listen for as someone called my name from afar.

"Niall! Niall!- what's going on? Where's Harry?"

Hazel? Was she really here? My mouth opened in shock as she frantically tried to pry the door to the cop car open, she was a frightened angel as she fought with the officer to try and get to me. Most likely for answers.

"What is going on? Where's Harry? No I don't want to sit down! I want my daughter and-" it was quiet, a deathly silence over took everyone around us, the four officers and myself included. Hazels eyes snapped wide open while uttering one word "Harry" before pivoting on her right foot and running full force straight back where she came from.

"Hazel!" I panicked, pounding my fists on the window even though it was useless.

AND THERE WE HAVE IT! The long awaited chapter that has taken me all day to write. It's much can harder now that my 10 month old barely wants to nap and everything gets put in his mouth so I'm on constant watch lol how's everyone summer break going? Lots of boredom? New friends? Accomplishes? Let me hear it! :)