3 Weeks Later
"Harry!" Liam whispered, flicking on a lamp by his bed. His voice was urgent and somewhat panicked. "Harry wake up!"
"What?" Harry groaned, shifting to sit up. He glanced at the clock on their nightstand. It was 6:00 in the morning, and, glancing over, Niall was still asleep.
"There's something you need to see." Liam said. He was standing, and shivering, in his boxers. Harry gave him a look.
"What's so important at 6:00 in the morning?" Harry groaned again. "And be quiet, Niall's still asleep."
"Please just come look at it." Liam said. Harry looked at him, saw the look on Liam's face, and he sighed. He knew this was gonna be bad news. He couldn't imagine what it was.
"Fine." He said, slipping out of the covers. He reached out for Niall, hoping to lift him up gentle enough to not wake him up.
"Leave him here." Liam said, putting his hand on Harry's arm to stop him.
"He's asleep." Harry said. "It's not like he'll see it!"
Liam was hesitant but he nodded. Harry followed him downstairs, a still asleep Niall in his arms. Danielle sat on the couch, her fingers tapping together anxiously.
"What's Niall doing here- he can't see this." Danielle said. Harry had nearly forgotten Liam, Louis, and Zayn all brought their girlfriends to the place to visit.
"He's asleep." Harry said. He sounded rude, he knew he did, and he went to apologize for it, but Danielle was talking again before he could. "I'm sorry, w-we don't want him to be scared."
"Scared of what?" Harry asked, his heartbeat picking up slightly. He lay Niall on the couch, turning to the TV to see it was paused on a news story.
"This."
"Greg Calder, charged for kidnapping the famous Irish lad, Niall Horan from One Direction, escaped from prison today. With so much weight around his belly, nobody's quite sure how he got out and how he slipped past so many guards. The police have asked to keep an eye out for this man by the name of Greg Calder. Back to you Hailey." The man announced. Danielle, her lips in a tight line, paused the television. Harry stood frozen, his eyes wide at the man also frozen on the TV.
Liam lay a hand on Harry's shoulder, rubbing it lightly. Harry stared at the television in shock for a few minutes, then tears filled his eyes and he was sobbing into his hands. "How am I supposed to keep him safe?" Harry choked out.
Niall began stirring beside Danielle. Seeing this, Danielle switched quickly to another channel and shouted Harry's name, because he wouldn't have heard her or noticed Niall waking up otherwise.
Harry turned. He rubbed his eyes free of tears when he saw Niall's eyes open, and casually knocked Liam's hand off his shoulder. He shuffled over to Niall and sat down by his legs.
"Harry?" Niall asked. He was kind of confused, realizing he was no longer in his room. How the hell did he get downstairs? He was sure he hadn't fallen asleep down here. He looked back at Harry, ready to ask, but he saw tears on Harry's cheeks and the question vanished. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, darling." Harry said, sniffling. He kissed Niall's forehead.
"Why are we downstairs?" Niall decided to ask then, because he knew that Harry wouldn't tell him why he was (or had been) crying.
"Liam wanted me to fix the coffee machine." The lie slipped out of Harry's mouth too easily, and he almost cringed, only he didn't. That definitely would have given away the fact that he was lying. "I would have left you alone, but-"
"Haz," Niall said, smiling at Harry fondly. There was an expression in his eyes, though, that showed he was worried. Worried about Harry still being worried. He reached out and placed a hand on Harry's cheek, pulling him in for a quick, soft peck on his lips. "You know we're safe now. He's gone."
Harry nodded, stuttering out his next words (which he hoped Niall didn't catch). "Y-yeah. Gone."
*
Perrie and Eleanor were still asleep when Zayn and Louis came downstairs. Harry held Niall in his arms and Liam had an arm wrapped around Danielle.
"Morning." Louis said, rubbing at his eyes with his fists like a child. Everyone glanced at him, but Liam was the only one who said anything.
"Hi." Liam looked up at Louis for more than a second. He looked pretty tired, even a bit grumpy. Liam figured he would be, considering he had just woken up and Louis was not a morning person. "There's coffee in the kitchen if you want some."
Zayn went to get some. Louis shook his head and sat down. The six of them watched cartoons for two hours. It was 8:00 and Louis was just about to get up when they heard a crash. Liam and Harry froze, Zayn, Louis, and Niall looked to the kitchen curiously, and Danielle dashed upstairs. Niall stared after her.
"Where-"
"Nobody moves," Greg said, pointing a gun at the back of Niall's head. "nobody gets hurt."
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FanficFirst book in the "Save Me," trilogy || Cover made by: XxXEmilyMaeXxX || Harry wishes he were strong enough to fight, smart enough to escape, brave enough to go face-to-face with danger. He's suddenly so grateful for his friends, who can be everythi...