Narry:Unexpected Love

Chapter 17: Rescued?

AN: Oh my effin god! I finally get to update! Okay, so I made this as long as I could to pay for the wait. Sorry if i jumped from POV to POV but I had to. Also, i have nothing against with the people who get hurt here. Just a quick thanks to those who are reading. Love you all my Grapes<3 Bye!

Niall's POV

I closed my burning eyes letting another tear fall. That's all I could do anymore. I couldn't yell at them to let me go because my throat was sore from screaming. I couldn't cry because with each sob I was afraid I'd break in half. All I could do was lay down in the hard bed and let my tears fall. I was too weak to wipe them away, I was too weak to allow my mussels to shake in fright. At some point the walls stopped moving, but now I feel like someone is standing on my chest not letting me breath. I was still afraid-heck I was terrified.

But it's okay. I may be alone in this dark chamber, I may be in danger, but it's okay. It's okay because whenever I close my eyes all I see is him. His green eyes, his rosy lips, just everything. Like if he were right next to me, right beside me. And if I concentrate hard enough, I can feel his arms around me, his face in the crook of my neck, and every once in a while, his lips against mine.

I'm not exactly sure how long I've been here. Probably two days? They bring me food but I reject it. I won't accept anything that comes from them; I'm not that weak. Also, someone always comes and checks up on me. I don't know what he looks like but he sounds dangerous. He always says he will let me go soon, just as long as Harry pays the price. I don't believe him. I don't think he'll let me go when they pay him, he'll just keep me here and keep asking for more. Black mail.

I sighed as my stomach grumbled. It must be dinner time. That means someone will be here soon with a plate of disgusting looking food. I won't eat it. I know I have to eat something before I get sick, but I don't want to seem weak. I may be scared as shit, but I've got my pride.

"Yo! Horan, you want food?" a male voice rang out. I opened my mouth to speak but remembered my throat hurt so I just shook my head.

"I asked you a questioned!" he banged on the door. I yet again shook my head no, but knowing that if I didn't answer he'd get mad at me, a barely audible, small, raspy 'no' exited my mouth.

"You crap! You think you can ignore me? You'll see!" he yelled. I heard keys fumbling against the lock and then light entered the room like a tsunami as he pushed the door open.

"When I ask you a question, you answer!" he said walking up to me.

Before I could even try to speak he punched my stomach. Then he did it again, and again. He pulled my hair and punched my gut. And finally, he punched my eye making sure he punched it with enough force for it to become black and juicy.

"That 'ought to teach you!" he spat before walking away.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I was supposed to give you a message," he smirked. "The boss ordered me to tell you that later today he'll be visiting you." with that said and done he smashed the metal door close and locked it.

I groaned in pain. My mouth was bleeding and my black eye felt wet. I held my stomach and shook in fright. Everything hurt but I was in too much pain to cry. I was in too much pain too breath. I began getting light headed but I tried to stay conscious.

"H-harreh," I whispered before I passed out.

Harry's POV

"Hazza, you gotta come out," I heard Liam's worried voice call out from the hall way. I didn't answer him.

"At least come eat something yeah?" he asked.

"No thanks," I mumbled into Niall's pillow.

I heard the door open and Liam walked inside. He walked towards the bed then sat down next to me.