Lost at Sea || Niall Horan (In Editing)

Chapter 10

Niall’s POV

It was now dinner and there was no sign of the missing passengers. I was starting to freak out, there were several notes left behind by the kidnapper, all similar to the one we found. The lads and I were in the gallery eating with Patricia and Damien.

We barely touched our food, all worried sick about the girls. I have up and walked out and onto the deck. The ship had been slowed down and travelling at a steady pace. I found myself standing at the same place where I had asked Erica to be my girlfriend.

Placing my hands on the railings, I stared out into the horizon. The sun was setting, sending rays of ornge and gold dancing across the sky. I felt a tear slide down my cheek, cheeky sod.

It was followed by another, then another, soon enough I was sobbing. I fell to my knees and continued to cry. I didn’t realise that a girl could bring me to tears, tears caused by pure fear.

I felt and hand on my shoulder,

“Come here mate.” I heard Zayn whisper as he sat beside me, pulling me into a hug. I continued to cry, until I’m sure Zayn’s white shirt was now see through.

He didn’t say anything, just simply rubbed circles on my back. I finally gained control of myself and sat up and smiled at Zayn. I saw the pain in his eyes,

“You ok bud?” I asked wiping away my tears. He shook his head,

“I hate seeing you like this Niall.” He wrapped me in a bear hug.

“I’m better now. I just needed to get that out of my system.” He stood up and extended a hand,

“Let’s go inside, you must be starving seeing you barely ate earlier.” I smiled and took his hand.

“Let’s do this poo!” I yelled before sprinting inside. I heard Zayn following me, laughing his head off (not literally cause I would cry if his head fell off).

Several hours later

The boys and I decided to take our minds off things and watch a film in Harry and Zayn’s room. We crashed at about 10:30pm after watching Transformers 1 and 2. Zayn refuses to watch the 3rd because they replaced Megan Fox.

Liam and Harry nicked off half way through the second film claiming they were gonna do a twitcam and go to sleep. Leaving me to bunk with Zayn and Lou. We turned the telly off as soon as the film ended, Lou was practically asleep on my lap.

I didn’t have the heart to move him, he looked so cute asleep.

“Oi Zayn, pass me a pillow would ya!” I whisper yelled. He nodded and threw a pillow at my face.

“Cheers mate.”

I lay down on the sofa and pulled Louis closer to make sure he didn’t fall off. He snuggled into my chest and smiled in his sleep. Zayn retreated to the bed after turning off the light, leaving us in darkness. I fell into an uneasy sleep.

I jolted up off the sofa, the sound of glass smashing and loud thuds filled the air. The wall clock read 2:35. I looked to see Louis lying on the floor rubbing his head after I sent him flying, Zayn was still out cold.

“Lou, can you hear that?” I heard a yell and more smashing. Louis’ eyes were huge,

“He’s back.” That was all he managed to say. I jumped up and ran over to Zayn,

“Dude wake up! NOW!” I yelled in his ear. He flew up, anger obvious across his face.

“This better be worth it.” He growled, glaring at me.