Innocence

Chapter #3

"Niall, sorry to say it, but tonight you'll be hurting someone alone." The extremely simple statement didn't register in Niall's mind at the least. It wasn't like Niall was stupid either, but he didn't exactly enjoy the gruesome thoughts of killing innocent people. Innocent people just like him.

"When?" He sighed unenthusiastically, his shoulders hanging low on his small frame. "In an hour, more or less." Niall's piercing blue eyes enlarged; he definitely wasn't ready for this, or so he thought. He pushed back several salty tears from pushing down his barricade he put up the day he entered the hellhole.

He nodded, pushing his hands against the table for support as he exited the room. Basically limping, he entered the bedroom he and Harry shared, instantly letting the thought of the brunette enter his mind.

He wasn't sure why, but whenever something had to do with Harry, it would brighten Niall's day by a grand extent, no matter the situation. Hell, maybe Niall was getting ahead of himself, but he didn't mind. Harry made him feel slightly better just by being near Niall. As if Harry's aura made Niall the glowing, innocent college boy he was before the kidnapping.

Niall's cerulean eyes traced every inch of Harry, and he sighed in defeat, not finding a single trace that he had wakened while Niall had left. Niall didn't even bother taking a leisurely shower, knowing that either way he'd feel pathetic and filthy after the murder.

He stripped down out of his clothes and into his black (extremely tight) skinny jeans, black fitted long sleeved turtleneck, and a green ski mask that was directly next to Harry's orange one. Niall gave one final longing look at Harry, before skipping out the door, shutting it lightly.

Niall met the other boys, all sweaty and anxious, wiping his hands through his blonde quiff. The three stood ahead of him, holding three unknown items behind their backs, making Niall even more uncomfortable, which he didn't even know was possible at this possible.

"Here's your handgun," Louis handed him, placing it in one of Niall's trembling palms. "Earpiece," Zayn said, approaching the quivering blonde, and placing it in the earlobes of his right ear. "And best for last, knife to leave your mark." Liam said smirking, placing it in Niall's other hand after tracing it lightly across his arms protected by the turtleneck.

"Now go, we'll tell you where to go once you get outside. Remember, try not to get killed." Louis patted his back, forcing him out the steel gates. The harsh whipping winter wind hit him fiercely, planting him against the brick walls. Niall used this in his advantage, however, by gliding across it stealthily so he wouldn't get caught by the security cameras.

His heart pounded relentlessly, Niall having zero control over it all. The sensation was taking over, but thankfully, the boys cut it all off by sharp static blearing through his ears.

"Can you hear me Niall? Where are you?" Louis voice came through, giving Niall a mere heart attack. "I can hear you just fine, Louis." Niall took a quick glance around him, before responding. "I'm near the market area, why?"

Niall could practically hear Louis smirk at the other end of the line, "Approach the library, and wait directly outside the automatic doors. Just close enough, so that they won't open." Niall nodded, staying a good 2 feet away from the clear doors.

From there, in perfect view was a librarian, probably in her late 70s. She looked as if she was about to leave, packing up her things and such. Niall's eyes brimmed with tears, before attempting to swallow a lump in his throat, which of course he failed miserably at.

"What now?" His voice cracked, and hoped that Louis hadn't heard, thinking it was static. Much to Niall's appreciation, Louis noticed, but felt sympathy for the poor boy, shrugging it off. "Now jump in, and yell, 'Any last words?'. Got it?"

Niall nodded, letting several tears fall down and soak into his green mask.

"Got it, Lou."

He did as told and yelled just as he was supposed to. The lady turned around, and began pleading to not be shot. She shot her hands into the air, "I'd like to know why there are people like you!" Niall instantly brought the gun up higher, placing his trembling finger on the trigger.

"Because there are people like you here, for me to hurt." His voice cracked immediately, once the piercing noise flooded his ears, the sound of a gunshot followed by a horror shriek. There lay the ladies body, and Niall watched for several seconds.

Quickly Niall realized that distant sounds of police sirens echoed off one another, and he grabbed the old lady. He fled the scene, hauling the lady's light body along with him. "So fucking close." Niall murmured, once he ran into the building where the boys hid.

Niall's mask was bloodied and grotesque, not to mention the lady, who was basically gushing blood onto his blackened jeans. The three boys clapped their hands, cheering the boy on. Niall ripped the earpiece out of his ear, dropping it on the couch.

"Congratulations on not getting caught Nialler." Zayn pat him on the back, pushing Niall ahead several feet. All of a sudden, Harry walked into the room casually, tossing a hand into his curls pushing them back.

"What happened to me," Harry stopped speaking once his eyes landed on Niall, and he stood stiff for several seconds, maybe a dozen, before pouncing out of there and slamming the bedroom door behind him forcefully.

He thinks I'm a complete freak, Niall thought. Harry's breathing was abnormal, chest heaving heavily. Harry began to shake, and he pulled his legs up against his pulsing chest. "I could've woken up earlier," Harry murmured to himself, "I should've... for Niall."

Harry understood what Niall had to go through, it wasn't the most glamorous experience, from what he could recollect. It was sickening, probably twisting away at Niall's stomach at the very moment. "It's my entire fucking fault!" Harry yelled, capturing the attention of Niall who was in the other room along with Louis.

The two instantly locked eyes, and Louis made a quick gesture with his right hand for Niall to go to Harry. After all, Harry didn't need all that pain, not that Louis cared much. For Niall, however, this was an extremely big deal in his book.

His white worn-out Supras pounded against the cold concrete floors, gaining strength every step he took. When the crying became unbearable to be heard anymore, Niall bursted into the bedroom where Harry sat rocking back and forth, shaking violently.

"Harry?" Niall whispered, careful not to make another step. The boy was in an unstable state, after all. Harry's head snapped up, meeting Niall's eyes. For some reason, a large gasp escaped Niall's parted lips, as he spoke again, "Why are you crying?" Harry chuckled a bit, before searching Niall's icy blue gaze.

"I should've woken up earlier. I'm surprised you weren't harmed whenever you did- that." Harry paused, choking out the last had words, emotionally. Niall strided over to Harry, arms extended as he plopped down next to him.

This was the closest Niall and Harry ever been, and so much tension filled the nearby air that you could practically grasp it. Niall wrapped his arms around Harry protectively, murmuring into his chest, "Why are you surprised I wasn't harmed? I can protect myself, y'know." Harry smiled a little bit, eyes shimmering.

"I just- I just want to protect you Niall." Harry finally said, searching Niall's wondrous blue eyes once again. Niall shot him a small smile, creating an imaginary bubble around the two with his index finger as he held him close.

"Promise me that you'll follow me everywhere. This bubble here will help us both, just don't leave me. You are one of the few people who have actually wanted to stay with me, not just run away. You're special to me, Harry. I hope you know that."

Harry's heart bursted with happiness and a grand array of emotion, nodding vigorously.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Ni. It's nice to know I mean that much to you, because the feeling's mutual."

-x.-

HOLY MOTHER OF FLUFF. seriously tho, i'm dead. this chapter has taken a lot longer than i thought it would, because of school and shit. anyways, NARRY MENDS MY SOUL. oh yeah, coldplay came out with another song, and guess what?! ITS FOR THE FLIPPING HUNGER GAMES. its just perfect it's right over there >>>  

m'kay, HARRY IS PERFECT FOR NIALL. no arguement there, bitches c: ~Kitty .xx