Not Everything's Perfect When You're Married To Niall J Horan *sequel*

Sliver nummer 3

These fucktards think they can steal my son? I think not. Pulling out my phone, I angrily punched in Paul's number.  "Hello?" Paul's stern voice asked me.

"We have a problem..." I say trailing off. And trust me.. This is one problem I am not walking away from.

After explaining Jonah was abducted, and describing the asshole that took him, Paul decided to hire a team to set out looking for him.

"Niall, did you find him?!" Andy asks running into my arms. Tears began soaking my shirt as she sobbed into my chest.

"No, but we will... I promise" I whisper into her hair.

I hear people begin walking into the room as Andy shouts "Get out of here if you want to live!" I look up and see Harry and Amber slowly backing out of the room.

"Wha-" "I'll explain later" Andy says, interupting me.

"I miss him Niall... I need my baby" Andy says, still crying.

"I know... And we'll find him.."

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Andy's POV

After two weeks of continuous searching... We still haven't found Jonah or any traces leading to finding him... But tonight the boys, Amber and I have all organised a concert to raise awareness for our stolen son.

"Andy?" Niall asks as he walks out of our bathroom with a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth.

"Yes? I ask him.

“What songs are you singing tonight?” He asks, taking his blue toothbrush out of his mouth.

“Well,’Skyscraper’ by Demi Lovato, then I’m finishing off with ‘When You’re Gone’ and ‘I’m With You’, both by Avril Lavigne” I say before getting up to brush my teeth as well. Don’t wanna be singing with stanky breath!

“What are you guys singing?” I ask.

“I’m pretty sure we’re just going to sing what we usually at our concerts...” Niall says before continuing brushing his teeth.

I really hope this people will help find Jonah... I need him... And he probably needs me just as much, maybe even more. I need my baby..... I really do...

I don’t realize I’m crying until Niall hands wipe the tears that stain my cheeks. “Baby, don’t cry. We will find him.”

I sure hope so....

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“And I will try... To fix you.” Amber sings, finishing the end of her songs. She may not be a professional singer... But geez that girl has quite the voice on her....

Well... I guess it’s my turn.. Here goes nothing...

“Now, you guys all know why we are holding this event... Right?” I say into my pink, sparkly mic as I walk onto the stage.

A bunch of ‘yes’s’ and ‘no’s’ chorus through the building.

“Well, for those of you that don’t know.. My son was abducted, and today we are trying to raise awareness and try to find his whereabouts. If anyone knows anything... Please, please tell us... We need our baby back...” I say. “Well, before I start crying... Let’s continue the show!

“Sky’s are crying... I am watching, catching teardrops in my hands...” I sing, looking into the crowd.

I notice some girls crying into each others arms. Well, I’m not that surprised... Directioners usually are pretty emotional... I was too. But that was before I met Niall. Before I got to know that amazing guy.

“Only silence, as it’s ending.. Like we never had a chance...” I continue, getting very into the music. I can hear some girls still whimpering in the crowd, feeling sorrow for me and Niall.

Next this I know, it’s time for my last song... I know this one is going to be the hardest... All week while rehearsing for this, I cried only in this song...

I hear the intro music begin playing, and I steady myself on stage.

“I'm standing on a bridge, I'm waiting in the dark, I thought that you'd be here by now...” I sing, the words coming from my heart.

“There’s nothin’ but the rain... No footsteps on the ground, I’m listening but there’s no sound...” Now these words actually mean a lot to me... When Nialls gone, I’d always have Jonah.... But now....

“Isn’t anyone tryna find me... Won’t somebody come take me home? It’s a damn cold night, I’m tryna figure out this life..” I belt out, walking around the stage.

I interact with the fans as I sing, making them seem/feel happy. I’m glad I can do that for people... I’m glad I can put smiles on their faces, even though their lives may not be awesome....

Before too long, the concert is over, and we’re leaving the concert hall as we hear some yelling from down the back lane.

“Fucking Styles, We warned you!” Someone yelled. Just as we turned our heads, we heard the gunshot.

“Harry!” I scream, running over to the lad that is now laying on the cold ground, holding his leg where the bullet punctured.

“Mommy!” I hear someone yell down the lane. “Jonah?!?” I yell back.

Only silence answers me... These fuckers have got something coming to them for sure.

You do not mess with my family.

Sorry this was soo short :/ I will for sure, 100% make it longer, and better next time(:

~AllyssaMay09