You'll Never Walk Alone

Nataly's POV

I can't tell Niall. I can't tell Harry. I can't tell Zayn. I can't tell Louis. I can't tell Mom. I can't tell Dad.

I can't tell anyone.

I'd wake up, feed Niall, give a him a quick kiss on the cheek and leave.

Liam and I walk around town. We told everyone we were running errands.

We weren't.

We were trying to think. About everything.

He'd think of ways to keep everyone alive and safe.

I thought of ways to keep him from getting caught.

I'd suggest that we run.

But he thinks we're too many to run away.

I'd think of ways to save him but he doesn't care about himself, he's just glad that I was safe.

"Liam, you have to go, I'm not letting you get caught," I'd argue.

"What does it matter? If I leave, he'll hunt me down. And while he's hunting me down, he'll just move on to Niall, or Louis, or Zayn, or Harry, or Catelyn. It's not just me, there are other people with their lives at stake!" he'd argue.

And we'd go back to thinking.

Sometimes we wouldn't think. Sometimes we'd just go and spend time with one another. Who knows? Either one of us could be gone the next morning.

And sometimes we'd just cry. Cry it all out.

Because we were hopeless. We were just two teens whose lives were on the line and had five other teens to take care of. Not to mention we also had two adults to take care of, too.

That's how we spent the last four days. Crying, thinking, arguing, and then just hanging out.

Back home, I noticed the boys giving us looks.

They were getting suspicious. Worried. Cat was shutting herself out and I saw Harry losing his mind because of it. Louis had a determined look on his face.

Zayn looked just plain worried.

Mom looked worried, too. Dad usually spent the day looking out the window, thinking things through.

Niall looked like everyone combined. He was worried, suspicious, losing his mind, determined, confused. He looked a bit nervous, too. But I can't tell them anything. Everything would just get worse.

Sometimes I'd regret the day I met them. Sometimes I think I should've just walked away. Not because I would've never wanted to meet them. I loved all five of them. I regret it because of everything that happened to them.

Now they were mixed up in my twisted world. Niall could barely move his arm. Liam is being hunted down. Harry is losing his girl because of what happened to Liam. Louis and Zayn just seem to be watching everything from the sidelines. They didn't deserve any of it.

And I was sorry for it.

Because no matter how many times they say it wasn't, no matter how many times they say they're fine, it wouldn't matter.

Because I would always know that it was all my fault.

~Author's Note

sorry it was so short. i really hope you guys are enjoying it :) I enjoy writing it just as much as you do reading it. Keep reading :)