Words Can't Describe How Much I Love You ( Zianourry )

Chapter 2

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Sophie 

Zayn's POV

I was sat in bed , Harry was lay against my bare chest , the younger boy flipping aimlessly through the channels , as i played with his chocolate curls . My phone buzzed , and i pulled it out of my pocket smiling as the picture of Me and Niall appeared on the screen when we had all just moved into our flat in London and Harry had just splattered my face with whipped cream and i was sharing a messy kiss with Niall . 

I slid my finger across the name : Baby Boy , and answered " Hey baby" I said , and Harry turned to look at me mouthing ' Niall' and i nodded still waiting for Niall to answer ,but all i head was heavy breathing.  " Niall " I questioned , worry building up inside of me , " Zaynie " a pained and hoarse voice eventually responded , but the anxiety knotted in my stomach just grew larger . What had happened to him ? Was he hurt ? All these thoughts flashed through my mind in an impulse . He was supposed to stay with m=Me and Harry this Christmas , but he refused saying that this was the perfect time to come out to his family about being gay and his relationship with the whole band.

Liam had made him promise to ring every night , and he had been doing , we even skyped just last night , and he sounded fine only complaining about a cold and empty bed , and that he missed Harry's cooking . 

" Niall baby , are you ok " I asked again worriedly , Harry looked at me confusedly sitting up against me , and tossing the remote onto the bed . I heard some quiet mumbling of incoherent words before he broke into harsh sobs on the other end of the phone , I sat up immediately Harry falling to the floor as i hopped off the bed " Niall , please tell me what's wrong " I begged , nervously running my hands through my hair , he hiccupped on the phone before sighing " Zayn , i-i .. they .. kicked me out . Its christmas and i have nowhere to go " he sobbed , and i felt as if i should scream , i growled into the hone shoving it angrily at Harry as i threw random clothes into a bag . 

" Those stupid , little bastards . How dare they do that to MY Nialler , if they have hurt him " I spat furiously as i dragged my bag downstairs , still hearing Harry talking to Nill , his voice getting slightly heated and upset over what Niall was saying to him . I was only wearing some grey sweats and socks , so I pulled Harry's Jack Wills hoodie off the back of the sofa , sliding it on hurriedly . 

Harry came bounding down the stairs , his eyes red and blotchy " Zayn , I've got two tickets to Mullingar in Half an hour , they're only economy but ... " I turned to him pulling him into a hug before whispering in his ear " Let's go get our Nialler back " 

Harry quicklt told his mum about what had happened and she was worried about it , but told us to go , she didnt want anyone spending Christmas on their own .  The taxi came , and Harry ran downstairs as i pulled on my nike blazers , and was carrying a large box but i ignored it as the taxi started to beep impaitentely.

I grabbed Harry's hand , as he waved goodbye to his mum , i quickly hopped into the backseat of the taxi , throwing the cab driver £ 100 to get us to Manchester airport as quickly as he could . I pulled Harry into my lap , shoving the addidas shoulder bag on my right , he had visible tear tracks accross his fae and I stroked his cheeks softly 

" Babe , please tell me what Ni told you " I whispered , he gulped looking at me before pecking my cheeks softly " I'm sorry , but Niall told me not to tell you " he said , as he gently straddled my lap kissing along my jaw , although it felt nice I couldn't enjoy myself knowing that Niall was alone and possibly even hurt on Christmas eve . He moved away from me , caressing my cheek gently before something flashed in his eyes , and a frown sketched itself onto his face 

" Babe " he asked me , and I hummed in reply , watching the upcoming airport runway " Whose gonna tell Li and Boobear " he asked me , his voice full of worry . 

Harry's POV

Liam would be really worried about Nialler , and Louis , well louis would just do anything to make sure his Baby Nandos was alright . Zayn was tense , his eyebrows knitted in a harsh line above his now dark black coffee eyes , which were normally a glowing hazel . I massaged his tense shoulders , knowing that if he knew that Niall had gotten beaten up and called a fag by bis father , he would completely lose it . 

Zayn was never very good with his anger , and I was just waiting for the moment when he would want to grab Niall's parents and rip their hearts out , tearing them into shreds . I pulled out my phone , as the taxi neared the entrance to the deserted airport , I quickly text Louis to meet us at my house in a few hours when hopefully we would have our Niall back .