Missing Piece ✓ [narry]

eight

8

niall woke up around two a.m, sitting up from bed and stretching. he was hungry, dinner only consisted of devouring harry the night before. the thought brings pink to niall's cheeks just thinking about it. he slips on some boxers and harry's shirt, softly opening the door. his ears perk as the sound of the female's voice fills his ears. he cringes, rolling his eyes.

"calvin, i told you, he's kicking me out tomorrow. our plan didn't work, we can't inherit any money. you want money, i can't give you it. like i said, we'll just have to find another situation where we can get money."

the male froze, intently listening closer to her conversation. 

"yeah, i know. i should've killed him in his sleep. i would've gotten.....all of his money. that's it, cal. that's all i have to do."

at this point, niall wasn't stupid and pulled his phone out, recording this conversation. 

"well, his boyfriend is here, i can't kill him yet. i have to kill him when he's alone. maybe i'll follow him to work and hide in the car." she murmured, heels clicking against the floor. 

"ni-" niall jumped, holding harry's mouth shut. he held a finger over his mouth, hushing him silently. a brow was cocked, taylor's conversation silent. "shit." he whispered, turning to face the wretched witch herself. 

"hello. i suppose you heard that huh?" taylor asked, harry shaking his head as niall nodded his. "well. i suppose i should flee the country before i am arrested, is that true?" she chewed her lip, niall nodding. 

"you were actually going to kill him? for money?! strippers make money faster than he does! go do that!" niall said, face red with anger. "call the police, harry." niall murmured, ending the recording. taylor ran out, grabbing keys and darting away. "i hope you have all the license plates memorized, cause she's gone, haz." niall murmured, sighing. 

harry shook his head, finishing the conversation with the officer. "yeah, i've got them all memorized. i can't believe she married me for my money." harry sighed, rubbing his face. "i got the divorce papers to file tomorrow and then i'm all yours. legally yours." harry smiled, turning to face his love and pulling him into his arms. "i'll even pawn off my ring." he grinned, kissing niall's forehead. the police arrived at his house around this time, knocking on the door.

the two jogged downstairs, opening up the door as they were informed that they were going to see the evidence. niall held up his phone, showing the video with clear evidence. "backup, we need to search the town, up and down, in and out." he called out, niall thanking the officer and kissing harry's forehead.

the next day, niall was awake and grabbing all of the things that taylor owned, and stacking them in a pile, throwing out birth control, tampons, sex toys, yet he bleached and kept the panties. harry went into town and got his divorce finalized, and sold his ring for a profit. then he went to work. 

taylor was on the plane to her hometown, chewing on her nails. she'd get harry. she'd find and kill him. she needed that money. 

psycho bitch killa

psycho!! the beans have been spilled oops?

she's fuckin' nuts.

dedicated to strawharries u da real mvp