Don't Let Me Go [1D AU Fanfiction]

Chapter 16: Dead Man

Third Person POV:

"Oh Harry..." A sinister voice filled the room. "Honey, wake up, or I'll wake you up myself..."

When Harry didn't answer, Harry heard footsteps come toward him and the blindfold that was covering his eyes was ripped off, a bright shinning light blinding him.

"We have a guest." The sinister voice was Harry's father, and Harry was horrified from the sight in front of him. There stood Niall, his shirt was stripped off of him, his hands tied with rope making blisters around his wrists, and cuts and bruises the size of fists covered his back and chest. Harry's father pushed Niall to his knees to the ground, and held him by his head.

"What have you done?! You fucking monster!" Harry angrily shouted at his monster of a father.

"I wouldn't mess with me right now Harry." Mr. Styles took out a gun and held it up to Niall's head. "Not when I have your friends LIFE on the line."

When Harry stayed silent, Mr. Styles smirked and shoved Niall on the ground, and walked over to Harry.

"I'm going to untie you from this chair, and you better not get up until you here the door to this room close, or your friend over there gets it." Mr. Styles snapped.

He undid Harry's bounds, and Harry watched him walk over to the door and shut it, hearing clink of the locking sound from the door. Harry then sprinted over to Niall, tugged and eventually undid the bounds on Niall's wrists, picking him up and gently putting him on his back on the B.R.A.S.S. bed in the room, and taking one of his hands and holding it, while the other was on Niall's forehead.

Niall fought to keep his eyes open, them slowly closing. "Come on Niall, stay with me Niall. I need you right now." Harry begged. When Niall didn't respond, Harry gave Nialls hand a squeeze. "Niall... Please don't go to sleep, not now buddy..." Niall slowly closed his eyes, breathing slowly and heavily. 

Harry looked down on Niall, tears glistering in his eyes. "Y-Your all I have left N-Ni." Harry whispered, looking at Niall desperately.

The room was filled with dead silence, nothing could be heard but Nialls breaths and Harry's sobs.

"Ni, you can't give up now... Just be a little stronger, for your family... your friends alright?" Harry ran up to the rusty sink in the corner of the room, and ran a paper towel under cold water and put it on Niall's head, and puts his hand back in Niall's again.

"H-Hazza..." Niall said, coughing. "I m-missed hearing your v-voice...-" Niall coughed again. His voice was quiet like a whisper and hoarse.

"Oh god Niall I missed you so much mate!" Harry smiled and cried. "I wanted to see you again... but not like this..." Harry's smile faded, turning into a frown. Harry lightly touched one of Niall's bruises to see how bad it was, and Niall groaned in pain. "You'll be okay Ni, I'll stop the bleeding." Harry rushed back over to the sink, and got paper towels covered in lukewarm water, and pressed on them on Niall's wounds.

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"Everyone misses you a lot... Marcel seems to find himself always drifting off, like a piece of him is missing, the other styles twin is missing..."

Harry sighed. "Even when I'm not physically with him, I'll still be with him... I love him, he's my brother..."

Niall put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "He realizes that now." Niall lightly smiled.

Harry paused for a moment and thought, then spoke once more. "What about... What about Louis? How was he...?"

"He was um... He's not doing good."