Niall's head was spinning before long, and he wasn't sure where he was as his legs slowed down and he stopped running. He gripped his bag tightly to prevent his hands from shaking and looked around the little street he'd found himself on.
He recognised nothing.Desperately, his eyes searched the street for road signs, anything but all he saw was houses. So he began running again, his footsteps echoing their way down the road. No one was about, and it gave Niall an unnerving feeling as he stopped beside a lamppost, leaning against it and panting heavily.
He can't call either, Zayn has his phone.
Niall let out a sob, running his hand through his hair as the wind pulled it.
Got to keep going.
He walks this time, and comes out to the end of the road, breathing a shaky sigh of relief as he sees a roadside.
Pentland Avenue.
Niall had never heard of it, but it was something. He kept walking, finding himself out on a more busy road as a couple of cars rushed past. Then he saw a phone box.
Please work, please work.
The phone box was old; red paint peeled and the windows were dirty, some of them smashed. Opening the door, Niall saw cigarette ends littering the floor and the phone dangling on it's wire, a few centimetres from the floor. Out of his bag he got Liam's phone number, the paper curling at the edges and the numbers slightly smudged, but it was readable.
Please work.
Niall fumbled through his bag and found his purse, taking out a pound coin and putting it hurriedly into the machine before picking up the phone. He looks down at the phone number, the paper held between two of his fingers as he quickly dials the number.
There was a pause, and Niall watched through the phone box window as a car drove past at an excessive speed. Then the phone began to ring, causing the blonde to gasp in relief as he leant against the window.
"Hello?" Liam picked up on the fourth ring. Niall let out another sob.
"Liam."
"Niall? Niall where are you?"
"I don't, I don't know, I'm, I'm in a phone box. I ran away I don't know what to do-"
"It's okay, Niall, it's okay, I'm coming." He heard shuffling on the other side of the phone line, "Do you know a street name?"
"Um, I'm near, near Pentland Avenue. But I don't where that is I was just running Liam."
"Baby it's okay. I'm on my way alright. Just, stay there. Was it Zayn? Did he hurt you?"
"Liam not now, I don't have time the phone will cut out, I, just, get me home."
"Alright, I'm coming. I love you, Niall."
"Love you." Niall replied, hanging up the phone and sliding down the wall, dropping the phone so it was hanging in mid-air again.
Niall knew he was probably sitting on about 15 cigarette but that was the least of his worries. He hugged his bag close to his chest and stared out of the fogged window at the road.
It was an agonising wait for Liam. The phone box also smelt and Niall realised he was probably sitting in a dried pee puddle as well as cigarette and he just wants Liam because this whole area felt unsafe to him.
But Liam did arrive, the car pulling up at the side of the road and Liam jumping out and rushing towards the phone box as Niall stands up, welcoming Liam's arms as they wrap around him.
"Oh my God, Niall, baby, it's okay. It's okay, I've got you, I've got you."
Niall closed his eyes, head buried in Liam's shoulder as he cried.
"What did Zayn do, did he hurt you?"
Niall shrugged, he hit me. And locked me in our room, I-"
"We need to tell someone."
"No Liam it's okay."
"He'll just find you again, I can take you to the police station, and then you won't ever have to see him again-"
"But you'll be in trouble if they see you with me-"
"It's okay, Niall, I'll drop you off there and you can call me later to get you, or I can go round to your brother's it's okay."
Niall hesitated, lifted his head from Liam's shoulder and looked him in the eyes for a moment. Their a beautiful brown, there's a warmth in them that comforts Niall and he nodded.
"O-okay."
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