little deer | n.s

Chapter 2

-Harry's pov

"I'm telling you liam, he literally said 'you probably won't' like what's that supposed to mean? is he going to move to another country? commit suicide?"

"Woah man calm down" Liam chuckled "He probably meant something else because who the fuck say that to a stranger who just pumped into? don't overthink his words haz" Liam smiled at him but that didn't stop me form worrying about that little boy.

Liam is perhaps right but the way he said is not letting my mind from going crazy with all the possibilities.

"I don't know but I hope he's alright" I murmured looking out of my office window. The weather has been surprisingly sunny and warm despite the fact that it's the first day of fall.

"why do you care so much about that kid? you pumped into him once it's not like you're going to see him again" Liam sipped from his coffee as he continued texting whoever is texting him on the other side.

I rolled my eyes and kept wandering my eyes around the city. I don't know either honestly, something about him is giving me weird vibes. The vulnerability that surrounds him is enough to make me feel protective and heck I don't know anything about him besides his name.

Niall

I pressed my lips into a line as my hand went though my short hair. It's been months and I'm still not used to it being this short. I kinda miss having that curly long mess but eventually I knew I had to have a haircut.

"Anyways Harry me and the lads are going to this new club down the city, are you interested?"

I turned around looking at Liam's pleading eyes, I sighed and nodded my head "Sure" I said deciding to go. Perhaps drinking and having fun a bit will soothe my thoughts and take that blonde from my mind. 

Liam smirked and started typing down on his phone.

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No one's pov

After finishing his work and chilling for quite a bit, Harry decided to get ready to leave for with his friends to the club. It's been a while since the last time he's been to one. Working on his publishing company was all he had been doing for the last three months. refusing to leave unless everything was going on the right track.

But tonight he will allow himself to get a little loose and have fun around and if he felt fit enough he might get laid too.

He moved around inside his big closet, looking through his precious collection of clothes for something casual year stylish. He settled on the same tight black skinny jeans and a buttoned up floral shirt. He put on his cross necklace and his usual rings, sprayed some fancy fragrance and styled his hair in a quiff.

Harry looked at himself in the mirror one last time and winked. "Not bad styles".

Harry grabbed his phone, car keys and his wallet heading out of the mansion towards his black Range Rover.

Minutes later, he arrived at the funky looking club smiling at the exciting vibes it radiating. Soon enough he found Liam and his group of friends zayn, gigi, sophia and Louis hanging at some table laughing loudly at something probably Louis chirped.

"haz is here" Zayn spotted Harry's big frame and screamed over the music drawing everyone's attention at him.

"hey guys, I see everyone is already drinking without me" Harry pouted playfully earning couple laughs from his friends.

"Losers who arrives last don't get to drink with us" Louis teased, taking a sip from his alcoholic drink and squinting his eyes at the burning sensation in his throat. 

Harry rolled his eyes at the silly remark and walked towards the bar ordering something strong enough to get him drunk as a skunk.

As he was sipped slowly from his drink his eyes caught a familiar blonde haired boy standing shakly in the middle on the dance floor and obvious looks of discomfort and fear are coating his pretty face. A guy was touching his waist while his face was tucked down into Niall's ear whispering god knows what kind of filthy dirty shit he has.

Niall looked like he was about to cry right there as his hands were pressing against the guy's chest trying hopelessly to shove him away.

"Whay the hell.." Harry gritted his teeth when the guy crossed the red final line and moved his hand under Niall's skirt which made the poor boy flinch frantically and more tears swelling in his blue eyes.

Harry put down his drink and walked with heavy heels towards that disgusting scene which no one gave a single fuck about. That guy was sexually harassing a fragile delicate looking boy but no one budged and it made Harry's blood boil even more.

He can literally hear Niall's weak chants of "please stop" as he got closer but because of the loud obnoxious music no one's ear could caught that. He pulled the guy with his shoulder being ever so cautious to not harm Niall in any way. The guy turned his face to him, bloodshot eyes staring angrily at him.

"What the hell man? cant yo-" He was cut off with a forceful bunch of harry knocking him to the ground. Harry lunged at him delivering much stronger clouts to his face. he wasn't planning on stopping until a frail hand gripped his biceps "S-Stop Harry" Harry looked at the now crying boy who's body was trembling violently.

He got up and hugged the boy tenderly to his chest, rubbing his back up and down in order to calm him down a bit. "shuu stop crying love it's over he won't touch like that again I promise" Harry whispered gently to the much smaller boy as he looked at the unconscious man who's face was filled with severe bruises.

Niall chest went up and down rapidly his hands still gripping at Harry's shirt. He looked up tiredly feeling absolutely knackered "get me out of here please" He whispered weakly before his tired little body gave in and blacked out between Harry's firm arms.

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