"Niall?!" You asked, shocked to see that Niall had just kidnapped you.
"Hi Naya, we're going back to my house, okay? Harry called me, asking if he knew where you were. I told him I didn't know because I didn't." He said, chuckling to himself as he was driving.
"I got worried and began to search for you as soon as Harry called, telling me you disappeared after an argument yesterday. I'm so glad I finally found found you,I've been searching the whole time. Naya, there's blankets and pillows back there, plus I put the heat on. Why don't you try to get warm and get some rest? You look exhausted." Niall gently said, his words warming and comforting you.
Why couldn't Harry be like Niall?
Niall is so sweet, so kind, so genuine.
Niall's my hero.
Niall...
You thought, drifting happily to sleep.
Harry finally got to the other side of the park, astonished to find you not there. He worried, not seeing you, and decided to call you. You did not pick up, as you fell asleep and hung up.
Niall got out of the van and went to carry you inside when he saw you had 7 missed calls all from Harry. Niall texted him saying 'Hey Harry, it's Niall. Naya's with me and she's okay.'
Harry texted back saying 'Okay good. I'm coming over to get her now.'
Niall scowled, putting the phone in his pocket. He grabbed you, bridal style, and carried you to his bed, laying you down and tucking you in. He took your sunglasses off and your purse and put them on the night stand next to him. He also took your phone out of his pocket and plugged it in to charge.
He sighed, upset to see a hand mark on your cheek and went downstairs. He grabbed an ice pack and wrapped it up in a small town he got from the bathroom. He returned back upstairs to your aide and stroked your cheek, kissing your cheek and placing the ice pack in between your face and the pillow.
Suddenly the doorbell rung, echoing through the house. Harry was here. Niall opened the door to see Harry, just as his suspicions expected.
"Hi Niall, I'm just going to get Naya." He said, trying to slip past Niall.
Niall stiffened up, not letting Harry get through the doorway. He had an angry scowl on his face. "You hit her." Niall said, agitated.
"Niall I-"
"You hit her! Go away Harry, now!" Niall yelled, a mixture or screaming and growling.
The screaming woke you up, making you run downstairs.
"No Niall let me in, let me talk to her!!" Harry screamed, gasping seeing you behind Niall. You grabbed his waist, and pulled him into you. You hid behind him, scared, angry, and upset at the man in the doorway.
Niall looked down to see you tightly hugging his waist. He looked back up at Harry angrily, "She doesn't want to talk to you." Niall said, slightly calmer.
"She didn't say she didn't." Harry said. They both looked at you, making you nervous.
"Well?" Niall said calmly.
"I-I..." you nervously muttered, not knowing what to say. "I don't...." You looked into Niall's eyes, him giving you a comforting but sincere gaze.
"Naya, I'm sorry-" Harry pleaded, but Niall interrupted.
"You hit her Harry! That's not okay!!" Niall responded.
"I wasn't talking to you!" Harry yelled, hitting Niall to the ground, causing you to step away and quietly whimper. "Naya, let's go. Now." Harry growled.
You stepped back again, nervously whimpered, "Niall, I'm scared."
"Enough with Niall already!" Harry yelled, attempting to take a step towards you but being dragged down to the floor, being hit by Niall. Niall grabbed Harry, and pushed him out of the door, slamming and locking the door.
Niall got up, seeing tears in your eyes he came up to you, hugging you closely. He rubbed up and down your back, talking over the long bangings and Harry yelling to let him in. "Let it out Naya." Niall soothed, making you sob into his chest.
Harry paused, hearing you cry through the door. He messed up.
