Shattered || Narry

{29}

Harry

It's been a few days since Niall and I began hiding out at the cabin. Thankfully, we haven't had any unwelcomed visitors here but I'm still worried it might happen. Niall said that one of the assholes that I had saved him from is out looking for him and all because of his idiot father.
So yeah, I've been a little bit on edge.

As of right now, Niall is asleep beside me. It was nearing 1:30 in the afternoon, but I didn't want to wake him. Last night we stayed up til 3am just watching movies and just...talking. I suppose it was because we wanted to keep each other distracted. It was definitely working.

I was gently playing with his hair before I kissed his forehead and sighed. I hadn't contacted Liam and I'm sure he's losing his bloody mind right about now. I have no clue if the reporters or the police are gone. I have no clue if they took him in for questioning. I don't know anything.

To be quiet honest...I'm scared. I know I shouldn't have run. I should have gone home and attempted to explain to the reporters and the police what had really happened. But would anyone believe me? I know for a fucking fact they wouldn't have believed Niall and that's what sucks. Yes, he's no longer considered a minor, but more than likely they wouldn't even glance at him even if he was a slice of bread. They wouldn't let him get out a word at all. The police would probably lock me up the second they saw me.

Niall began to stir in my arms and just as I looked down at him, I saw him slowly open his eyes. He smiled at me and I returned the smile.

"Hello, sunshine," I whispered to him before kissing his nose.

"Hi," he let out a yawn and rubbed at his eyes. "When can we go home?"

We both sat up in bed and I sighed.

"I don't know, baby boy."

"I mean, I'm not complaining about being here alone with you."

I softly chuckled and looked at him.

"I know you're not, Ni. I want to go home too. I really do. I miss our bed. I miss our pool..."

I didn't want to admit it, but I did miss Liam a little. I miss our little chats together. I don't however miss him being a cockblocker. But I won't dwell on that.

"Then can we go home? Please? They should all be gone by now right?"

I nodded then slid out of the bed. I walked over to the dresser and pulled open one of the drawers. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Niall getting off the the bed via the mirror. He then walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. When Niall kissed at my back, I shivered a little bit.

"Mhmm," he continued to kiss at my back, "that feels really good, Ni..." He began to move his hands up and down my chest slowly. "Baby, what are you doing?"

"I'm just showing you some love..." His hands moved lower and he brushed against my member; making me softly suck in air. "That's all..."

I knew he was smirking.

"Baby boy..." I turned around in his embrace and stared into his blue eyes. "When we get home...we can do that. I promise."