Red | Narry

Chapter 21

The rest of the day went by in a blur and soon enough Niall found himself laying in bed. Unfortunately, Harry wasn't beside him.

Harry had explained to Niall that him, Louis, and Marleigh needed blood because three days had passed ever since they had any.

Niall understood, but that didn't mean he had to like it. They were going to slaughter innocent animals just to quench their thirsts.

Then again, humans aren't much different.

Just as he was beginning to get lost in his thoughts, he remembered about his phone. He jumped out of bed and sat on the floor next to his suitcase.

As soon as he got the thing open he began tossing clothes, shoes, and small items carelessly over his shoulder. Just as he removed the last shoe from his bag, he found his prize.

He pressed the power button on his phone, immediately turning the brightness down as soon as it was on.

47 unread messages

His heart dropped down to his feet as he scrolled through the mixture of messages, most from his mother.

October 22nd -
From mum: Niall, where are you?

October 24th -
From mum: The police are looking for you love, don't worry we'll find you.

October 27th -
From mum: I'm worried sick. If you ran away, just know that I love you and I need you to come back home. Gabe is even worried about you.

Those were just a few of the messages from his mother. Guilt clawed at his throat and he felt a new kind of anxiety. His chest tightened but there was much more where that came from.

He began to shake uncontrollably, causing him to drop his phone. His breathing shortened and he felt as if he was being smothered.

The closest thing to him was the dresser so he grabbed onto one of the handles, forcing himself to his feet.

All of a sudden it began to snow in the room and it didn't take him long to realize that he was imagining it. He was unable to think, unable to realize that he was having something much worse than a panic attack.

The overwhelming feeling to escape washed over him, he looked around but everything began to grow fuzzier and fuzzier with each passing second.

A familiar voice called out to him. But before he could put a face to it, he met darkness.

-

When he woke he felt a certain warmness beside him but he kept his eyes closed. People were talking.

"What happened to him?" A girl's voice asked, not just any girl either. It was Marleigh.

"I don't know, I walked in and he was just standing there. Shaking and whispering something over and over again." That was definitely Zayn.

Whispering? When had he been whispering? Better yet, what had be been whispering?

"can you just go?.. please? he'll freak out if he wakes up with everyone surrounding him." Harry said.

There was a moment of silence before the sound of footsteps filled the room and eventually faded out, as if no one had ever been there.

Niall's eyelashes fluttered as he willed himself to open his eyes. He looked at Harry, who was sitting up beside him.

"Nialler," Harry breathed, pulling his boyfriend up into his lap carefully as he pressed his lips against his head to deliver a soft kiss.

Niall allowed his pale arms to find their way around Harry's stomach. "hey Harry."

"do you remember what happened?" Harry asked

"it snowed." Was all it took to make Harry anxious.

"snow? in here? Ni, what were you doing before it snowed?"

"I checked my phone, my mom hasn't stopped texting me. The police are looking for me, they're going to take me away from you. From my sister, from Louis, from Zayn and Liam-.." His voice had began to rise and that's when Harry decided to cut him off.

"Niall. Calm down, okay? they aren't going to take you away. You're right here and I'm not going to leave you again." The curly haired boy whispered, a certain reassurance lacing his voice.

"okay." Niall said.

Harry pulled the blond into his warm chest, nuzzling his nose into his fluffy hair.

Niall slowly looked around. It was morning, they were supposed to be at school. "Harry?"

"Hmm?" The british lad hummed.

Niall drew closer to Harry's chest. "what about school?"

"we're going tomorrow, I don't think you're in the best state to go to school today." Harry answered.

"okay. Harry, I love you."

"I love you too Nialler."

What he had experienced the previous night was different than anything else he'd ever went through.

Yes, he's had panic attacks before but none quite like that.

He shook the thought before he could start pondering on it too deeply. Whatever it was, he was just glad it it was over.