little deer | n.s

Chapter 3

Harry's pov

Last night took a different turn and totally not what I expected. Especially when the kid you crashed into in a random store couple days ago, get sexually harassed in front of you in a random club and a sudden weird wave of emotions washes over you.

I can't explain why I felt the need to smash that man's skull into the ground when I saw him touching Niall in that filthy, wolflike way. Niall's obvious weakness couldn't push him away and despite all his helpless cries no one budged to help. It made me mad and disgusted. People now days are inconsiderate, selfish and careless to their surroundings. No one acts like a human and follow their emotions and instincts, they're just selfish pricks.

Not knowing where his house is located, I drove back to my house with Niall's sleeping body in my arms and took him to my room. I didn't dare to touch his clothes although they toxically smelled of alcohol probably because that disgusting pig was all over him. I clenched my fists harder, feeling my nails digging in the palms of my hands. My eyes nevertheless, remained on Niall's sleepy features. He's so pale almost abnormally pale, his body is tiny as ever but his face managed to keep those rosy slightly chubby cheeks.

His long lashes brushing down on his lids, his cute button nose and pink thin lips. He's absolutely beautiful and it's fascinating how I never noticed all of this when I pumped into him. He looked cute that day but seeing and observing him in close proximity is making my insides twist weirdly.

I lifted my right hand and traced his lips and nose with my thump and rubbed his cheeks faintly, loving how incredibly soft his skin was. He had the criteria to be a perfect porcelain doll that somehow looked broken inside. I frowned as I pulled away my hand when I noticed him stirring in his sleep. I have this feeling that he has so much hidden deep inside of him, and they don't seem pleasant nor happy.

"Hmmp" he muttered as he slowly changed his position to end up on his side making his white skirt go up his thigh revealing a bit of his white flesh. I blushed when I couldn't move my eyes of it, it looked so soft but.. there's several faded cuts covering his left upper thigh. I furrowed my brows trying to understand why would someone as delicate as him have these faded red lines on his flawlessly skin? I looked at his face perplexedly, is he perhaps..

"Mommy please.." a faint small voice startled my thoughts and made regain my focus. He must be dreaming. I got closer to him, brushing away his blonde bangs and tucking couple hair strands behind his ear. I looked at his now wary face and his suddenly very pink lips that chants of "please no" kept leaving them. I stroked his warm cheeks steadily as I noticed him starting to sweat and squirm around, holding the sheets within his small fists tightly.

"Mommy please don't this to me" he whimpered brokenly as couple tears rolled down his cheek and made contact with my hand. My heart clenched painfully at the sight, his pretty face shouldn't have those tears stain he's far too angelic to cry. I wiped them with thump and lied down next to him, pulling his slightly trembling petite frame to my chest.

I'm practically a stranger and I wouldn't normally do that but something about him, something about this kid makes my heart flip and twist whether in a good or a bad way and it's confusing as hell. My curiosity to know everything about his past is almost strangling me.

Why did he say that I probably wouldn't see him again? Why does he have those red cuts on his thigh? Is there any other cuts on other parts of his body? And why would he cry while whimpering about his mom?

I was so caught up with my thoughts that I almost didn't realize how stable he became in my arms. He's breathing steadily and he stopped shaking. I smiled as I continued moving my awfully large hand up and down his fragile spine.

"You're such a puzzle Niall.." I trailed off smiling at him when he shifted closer, burying his face into my chest letting his small hands rest against it as well. "But I'm willing to collect the pieces and put them together to understand you well, little deer"

I sighed and seated my head on the top of his head as my lids grew heavy listening to his calm heart beats and soft breathes.

Somehow that name suited him perfectly. He's fragile and weak, vulnerable and in need for protection and for some reason I'm willing to provide him that.

After couple hours, I woke up feeling the small bundle of warmth still clung onto me and asleep. I smiled and yawned, grabbing my phone from the nightstand next to my bed, checking my messages and the time as well. As I texted Liam explaining the reason behind my disappearance, Niall stirred around and moved even closer to me, bringing his face towards my neck and nuzzling his nose against the skin there. I must admit that innocent movement sent a shiver down my spine. I ignored Liam's waiting messages and averted my eyes to this little angel who's eyes are slowly opening to raise his head and meet my green ones.

"Well hello there" I smirked playfully as a familiar pretty red tainted Niall's cheeks while he continued to stare at my face with his blue eyes that stunningly were twinkling and not as dull as the last time I saw them. "H-hey" he stuttered and I chuckled at how adorable he sounds. He looked down at our position and widen his eyes before he pushed himself up and blushed even harder if possible. "Oh god I'm sorry" I pouted and pulled him back to my embrace, lifting his chin up so I can gaze into his beautiful ocean blue orbs. "I wasn't complaining though" I smiled at him and caressed his soft cheeks since I can't seem to stop touching him.

"Some intoxicated ass was harassing you last night and you were obviously not enjoying it and trying to escape his grip, he crossed the line, I gave him what he deserved and then you passed out" I told him the events as my hand kept rubbing his back. "And since I don't know where you live and took you to my house" I finished with a smile looking down at his surprisingly calm yet sad face. "Thank you Harry" he whispered and I nodded my head.

"Oh you remember my name" I said causing him to roll his gorgeous eyes. "Well when a clumsy big guy pumps into you during work and introduce himself when no one asked him to, of course I'd remember his name"

I laughed loudly and looked down at him impressively. This kid is truly something.

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Hey lmao.
It's been a while,, and I have no excuse for not updating this book.

Anyways here you go another short shitty chapter that will most likely disappoint whoever is reading this story :))

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