Harry's POV
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My blood ran cold and my fist clenched at my sides. "What the fuck are you doing Nathan?!" I snarl into the phone. "Oh nothing Styles, just playing some..... old games. Isn't that right Zaynie?" I could almost hear the smirk and dangerous glint in his eye, both associated with one another. "You take him back now or-" "Ah ah ah styles. Say the wrong thing and well... your future could certainly be corrupted within a matter of seconds." Nathan says and I could honestly not give a motherfuck. "LET MY HUSBAND GO YOU FILTHY FUCK! HE DOESNT WANT A DOUCHE BAG LIKE YOU. I SWEAR ON MY LIFE THAT IF YOU LAY A HAND ON HIM OR MY KIDS I WILL PERSONALLY RIP YOUR THROAT OUT AND CHOP YOUR DICK OFF. ROT IN HELL YOU MOTHERFUCKER." I scream into the phone earning curious glances from my platoon and a very worried glance from my commander. "Tsk tsk tsk, you shouldn't have said that Styles." The next thing I know explosions are going off and I feel a sharp pain going straight through the middle of my chest. I hear Zayn screaming through the phone and Nathan laughing his head off as if he had done the funniest thing in the world.
I drop to the floor as my commander is yelling orders at capable soliders. With the pain in my chest I grab my weapon and pull myself to safety. A couple of our enemies have began to excute other soliders and I freeze momentarily. I shake off those thought and began shooting and the ones who have killed some of my brothers. Adrenaline kicks in and by the grace of God I swear I feel invincible. I ignore the bleeding wound in my chest and start going on a blind fury. the next thing I know we are clear. The adrenaline wears off and the pain intensifies. I drop to the floor while other soldiers attend to others who have been injured. "Styles! COME ON STYLES DONT DIE ON ME!" I hear Parada scream and I feel my conciousness slipping.
If I die today, I hope my boys are proud of me.
Zayn's POV
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*before the kidnapping*
Nick decided to take the kids out to the park, noticing my distress. He said that I just needed some time alone to just relieve myself from this stress. I'm currently sitting on the couch and staring at the wall. The tv is on but I'm too focused in my thoughts to bother paying attention. I really need Harry back. I'm worried that Nathan's going to somehow hurt our children or... even kill them. Not only that but, I miss waking up early to have our morning coffee just before the kids wake up, or the late night kisses that would give me buttflies as if I was a teenage girl. Most of all I miss how happy our kids were. Louis has unfortunately became slightly mute, meaning he's not as talkative as he should be at his age, Liam believes that he must be like an adult and doesn't enjoy being kid, and Niall always freaks out when I lay him down on Harry's side as if he wants his daddy to be here with him.
I don't mean to out all this pressure on our kids it's just, it's really hard. I'm really glad nick decided to stay and help, but he's still young! I mean hell he's the same age as Harry and I and the poor kids acting like the kids' grandfather or something! He needs to go on a date with that doctor. Ughhh I need some juice.
I walked to the kitchen and tried looking for my special cup. Yes I am a 25 year old man and I have a special cup, ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME DAMMIT! In the midst of looking for my cup, I hear the sound of chains rattling and I freeze. "Ha ha Nick. Very funny." I say, trying to sound nonchalant, but I most likely sound terrified. The chains stop suddenly and I heard boots walking down the hallway connecting from the garage to the dining room. My heart starts pounding when Nick doesn't answer and I try ad calm myself down. I turn my back to the opening and try and busy myself. The boots stop right at the door way and I close my eyes and take a deep breath and turn around.
"Missed me baby?" Nathan says and I gulp, wide eyed.
Nick's POV
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"Uncle Nicky! Nook it!" Louis screams as we pull up to the park with ducks. "Louis, babes, for the last time you need to pronounce your "l's" properly and not with an "n" noise." I say and Louis looks at me with a bewildered look. Sighing, I look over to Liam who just giggles and shrugs. Then I hear Niall squeal and let our little noises, stuck in his own little world. I smile and just sigh. My nephews are so beautiful. It's crazy to think that I basically loathed these kids because they weren't mine but now I would risk my life for them. "DUCKIES!" I hear a little voice scream and I look at Niall with a shocked expression. He stares at me wth a look that seems as f he's saying 'the fuck bruh?' and Liam and Louis squeal with laughter. "Uncle Nicky! That wasn't Niall! He's still a baby! It was that little boy over there!" Liam says and I look over. I could've sworn it was only us.
Oh. My. Gosh. That's Casper! With a kid? Do I coo or feel betrayed. The next thing I know, the little boy runs over to Liam and Louis. "I'm troye! What's your names?" Troye asks and he smiles excitedly. "I'm Liam and this is my big little brother Louis and my little little brother Niall." Liam says proudly. "Is this your daddy?" Troye whispers not so subtly. I chuckle. "No that's my uncle nick!" Liam squeals with laughter and Troye and Louis laughs. "Troye don't you ever run away again." Casper scolds, slightly out of breath. "I'm sorry, daddy." Troye says dejectedly and looks at the floor. Ahhh. So he does have a kid. That means he probably has a husband, or even a wife. "That's okay bub, why don't you go play with Liam and Louis while I talk to Nick." The kiss all scream and run to the playground with the ducks. I pick up Niall and he instantly cuddles to my chest and has his little thumb in his mouth. His eyes are wide while taking in the new area he's in. I sit down and nick sits next to me. "Nick-" Casper tries but I cut him off. "Save it Casper, I'm sure your spouse wold my appreciate you talking to someone else." I say firmly and Casper scoffs. "My spouse? Where in the hell did you get that from?" Casper says and I roll my eyes. "You have a kid, and don't cuss infront of my godson." I say sternly while Casper laugh. "Well I'm sorry. Anyway I'm not married but yes Troye is my son. I delivered him myself actually, but sadly his real parents abandoned him the next day. They left him in the room and I decided that I could take care of him until the social worker could see us. It was unfortunately that was two weeks away. But within that time period I grew to love the kid. So I adopted him and he's my son." Casper says with a proud smile and I suddenly feel like a dick. "Listen, I'm sorry I assumed." I say stupidly and Casper chuckles. "It's alright love."
And then I felt my cheeks burn.
Harry's POV
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Am I dead?! Oh fuck I hope I'm not dead! I have my family back home waiting for me along with my nanny, well manny in this case. "Styles!" I hear faintly. "GOD?!" I scream back. "Style snap the fuck out of it!" Suddenly I'm shaken and I feel pain shoot through me. "Watch it you dick I'm fragile!" I scream and I open my eyes to be face-to-face with Parada. "Well you've been asleep for 2days." he mumbles and goes and pouts in a corner like a 5 year old. "Well I was kind- wait did you say 2 days?! where are we?!" I say confusedly. "Well we were attacked and you blacked out but air ops destroyed any base within the perimeter and our attackers so we were sent home while you were transported to your hospital by air." Parada explains. "So, were back home?! I GET TO SEE MY FAMILY?!" I scream and Parada's eyes fill with sympathy. "Harry....
Zayn's been kidnapped and the police don't know where Nick and the kids are."
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A/N: I have no explanation for my late updates.
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