1D Preferences and Imagines

You Get/Almost Are Kidnapped-Harry

Harry: You and Harry are walking around in the park when Paul calls him. Harry walks a little ways ahead of you to talk to Paul. Suddenly, a man dressed in all black steps out from behind a statue that you're currently admiring and grabs you. He puts one hand over your mouth, bruising your jaw and tightly grips your wrists in the other hand. He growls in your ear, "Don't you dare scream, or else you die right here." Your eyes widen and you bite down on the mans' hand, drawing blood. His grip on you wrists tightens until the pain is completely unbearable. Quickly, you scream, "Harry!" 

Harry's POV 

I've just hung up the phone when I hear Y/n scream, "Harry!" I whip around, seeing red when I see Y/n struggling to get out of a mans' harsh grip. I storm over and the mans grip instantly tightens, enough to make a squeak of pain leave Y/n's throat. My poor kitten. I pull her out of the mans grip and send the man sprawling to the ground. I turn to Y/n. A look of pure fear is clear on her features. I gently press a kiss to her forehead as she stands there, shaking with fear. "Y/n go to Niall's flat. It's only about ten minutes from here." Her Y/E/C eyes well up with tears as she whispers, "Haz. I don't want to leave you." Comfort sinks in at the familiar nickname. "Kitten, you've got to. I don't want you getting hurt. Now, go. Please." She nods. I hear the man getting up behind me and I gently nudge her in the direction of Niall's flat. She takes off , disappearing into the distance. 

 Niall's POV 

Liam, Louis and I are chilling at my flat. Harry and his girlfriend, Y/n, aren't coming over until later. A sudden knock on the door makes me get up and call, "Whatever you're selling, I don't want it!" About five seconds after that, my phone buzzes. It was Y/n, and she sounds terrified. "N-N-Niall?" I sit up straight and reply, "Yeah? What's up?" "J-J-J-Just open the door to your flat." Then, she hangs up. I get up and open the door. Y/n stands there, trembling. I take in her appearance, her bruised jaw and wrists. I gently scoop her up, close and lock the door, and carry Y/n to the living room. Liam and Louis' expressions fall when they notice Y/n. I set her down on the couch, between them and say softly, "Let me get you some hot cocoa." Y/n nod and curl up in a tiny ball. 

Your POV 

Niall returns with your cocoa a few minutes after he'd placed you on the couch. After you finish it, Louis pulls you into his lap. "What happened?" Liam asks. "H-H-H-Harry and I were in the park about ten minutes from here. Paul called him and I was just standing there, looking at a statue, and then this man tried to k-k-k-kidnap me. He told that I was going to die and I bit his hand. I screamed and Harry came over, and he got me free, and he told me to come here." The boys blink and Niall says, "C'mon. I'll take you to the guest room. You look like you need some sleep." You nod in agreement. Once there, Niall tucks you into the bed.

 Harry's POV 

Finally, I stand in front of Niall's flat. The man had put up a good fight. I knock on the door and Niall opens it, looking immediately relieved to see me. "I just took Y/n up to the guest room," he says, answering my unspoken question. I walk through the living room, where I'm immediately bombarded by questions. I ignore them and make my way to the upstairs guest room. When I open the door, a smile takes over my features. Y/n lies under the covers, shivering and whimpering. I kick off my shoes and climb in bed beside her, wrapping my arm around her waist. She tenses, and I slowly begin rubbing large circles into her back through her shirt. "It's okay, baby. I'm here." Y/n rolls over and softly cries out, "Harry!" I gently kiss her, pulling away to look into her wide eyes. "Did he hurt you?" I say. Y/n nods and lifts her head so I can see the bruises on her jaw. I gently kiss every inch of injured skin, causing her to wince a few times. I apologized repeatedly, and then ask, "Anywhere else?" Y/n moves her wrists out from under the covers, showing me the bruises that marr her delicate skin. Ever so gently, I brush my nose against her wrists causing her to blush, all the while keeping eye contact. I kiss every inch of skin there, on both of her wrists. Y/n ducks her head, resting it on my chest. "I'll always be there to protect you," I promise as we both fall asleep.