Fallen || n.h.

Chapter 42

Harry's POV:

I ignored the nervous feeling in the out of my stomach. It had been a week since I left the note for Niall and we had already all seen Louis. He'd be getting out in a few days.

I was finally putting my plan into action. It was truly sinister, but he would pay for doing this.

I looked at Jenna one more time before sneaking out of our hotel room. It was around 3 a.m., and I knew Zayn was at the hospital with Stella and Louis, leaving Niall all alone.

I grabbed the bobby pin I stole from Jenna and snuck across the hallway, picking the lock to their door.

I opened it slowly, trying to be as quiet as possible. I slipped inside and shut the door softly.

I scanned the dark room and made my way quietly towards Niall's room. Opening the door, I peeked in to see him laying asleep.

I reached in my back pocket for the chloroform-soaked rag and pulled it out, sneaking over to the bed.

I towered over him, instantly covering his mouth and nose with the rag. His eyes shot open and he made a muffled screaming noise, but the chloroform worked its 'magic' and he was unconscious within seconds.

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Niall's POV:

I woke up in a chair, my hands bound behind my back and my legs duct-taped to the leg chairs. I struggled against the restraints, but failed.

I looked up and scanned my surroundings. I was in a dark room, the only light above my head not creating much light.

I could make out a figure in the dark, leaning up against the wall. I couldn't identify him until I saw the mop of curls I had been avoiding for a week.

" Harry? " I asked breathlessly.

" Hello, Niall. " he said, stepping into the light with a wicked smile plastered on his face.

" Harry, you don't understand, this is all a big misunderstanding! " I said quickly.

He circled my chair like a hawk. " And how is that? "

" She kissed me against my will, I didn't want to kiss her. " I tried to reason.

" That may be, " he said. " But you still made Jenna cry. She was crushed. "

An idea occurred to me. " Wait..why would she be crushed if she doesn't love me anymore..? "

His eyes darkened and I regretted speaking instantly. He put his hands on the arms of the chair and leaned down.

" Don't you dare say that. " he growled.

A burst of confidence rushed through me as I spoke again. " You don't want me to say it because it's true. "

His eyes flashed with a glint of hurt before I felt my cheek sting as he had slapped me. Hard.

I felt tears prick my eyes but I held them in. There was no way I was crying in front of Harry.

" I said, don't say that. " he said through gritted teeth.

" What are you even going to do to me anyways? " I asked.

" That's for me to know, and for you to find out. " he said, his sinister smile returned.

Here I was, tied up in a chair by my best friend. What would the boys think when they found out? What would happen to the band?

All these thoughts ran through my mind in split-second timing and I could hardly keep up with them myself.

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Zayn's POV:

It was around 4 in the morning and I couldn't sleep. I had spent these last few nights in the hospital with Stella and Louis.

We had broke the news about Stella and I being siblings to him a few days ago, and since then, I had been staying the night.

I decided I needed a shower and to change my clothes so I went back to the hotel.

When I got to our room, the door was unlocked, which immediately sent dread rushing through me.

I rushed to Niall's room to find him gone. I ran my hands through my hair and tried to process what to do.

I checked the bathroom, also to find no Niall. I walked back into the living room, and almost stepped on a rag lying on the floor.

I stooped down to pick it up to find it was soaking wet. I wondered why a wet rag would just be lying in the middle of the floor.

Then I realized that it wasn't water. The rag was soaked with chloroform, and someone had taken Niall. And I knew exactly who.