Catch me if you can [NARRY AU]

Chapter forty-eight

I see not a lot of people are reading this story anymore, and I've been super busy with school. But I want to finish this story. However, don't pressure me to update, it won't help and it's only annoying.

I had no idea what to do at this point, Liam was mad at me, my mum was mad at me, Louis was gone and Niall and Zayn were at the police. I was forced to break up with Niall, something I absolutely was against. I needed to find a way out, but I had no idea how. I sighed, turning on the bed but I couldn't get comfortable. The situation seemed so hopeless, and the pressure on my chest seemed heavier than fucking gravity. I really needed to see Niall, hold him and let him hear him say everything was going to be okay. I needed him to distract me with his crude remarks how his cock was craving my hands or something. Anything.

Before I knew it I was on my feet and had grabbed my coat from the chair. I got my keycard and some money for a cab. Apparently, my feet knew exactly where I was going. I walked out of the room, down the stairs to the lobby. I walked out of the hotel and stood on the side of the road. I held out my arm for a cab, and it wasn't long before on stopped right in front of me. I took a deep breath and got in.

"Where to, sir?" An old chauffeur asked me.

"The police station, please." I said. I saw the old man raising his brows but not asking any questions, which was a good thing, because if he had asked something I wasn't sure I could give him an answer.

My mind was all over the place, thoughts bouncing against the sides of my skull and I felt the most painful headache in years coming up. It was just not fair. My mum couldn't put me in front of this dilemma and Liam couldn't play for God in this. I was furious and saddened by the whole situation. I thought I could rely on these people, trust them, but I guess not. I really missed Louis at this point, and wanted to ring him, but I knew what he was doing right now was important, and I didn't want my pathetic feelings disturbing that. The past few months had been heaven at first, but quickly turned into hell. I know a lot of people would have given up by now, and there was this point were I was sure I would become one of those people. But I didn't, so I couldn't give up now. Niall needed me, maybe I needed him even more, and my mum nor Liam would stop me.

When all this is over, I want to marry Niall. I want him to know that, if he hadn't noticed already, I would stand by his side and be there for him no matter what. I want to have kids with him, visit countries I had only seen on tv, I wanted to go on proper dates with him, all those romantic, girly things. I wanted that with no other than Niall, but first, I had to come up with something.

"We've reached the destination, sir." The cab driver told me. I looked out of the window and saw indeed the station. I nodded, got my wallet and paid the man, then got out and walked over to the desk in the lobby. I had no plan and that got to me when the lady with blue eyes and blonde hair, which reminded me of Niall just a few days before, asked how she could help me.

"Uhm, is it possible for me to see Niall Horan? I'm his boyfriend and I really need to speak to him." I told her. She looked at me quizzically and held up her hand. She grabbed the phone and spoke in a hushed tone. When she was done, she smiled and told me to wait for Wells, which I did.

"Ah, Harry! What can I do for you?" Wells asked when he walked over.

"Can I see Niall? It's important I talk to him." I told him. He frowned.

"Haven't you heard?" My heart stopped. That sounded as bad news.

"Heard what?" I asked, voice shaky. Wells cleared his throat and looked at me sympathetically.

"We've put Niall away."

I couldn't speak, all I could do was look at him with my jaw on the floor. Put them away? Why? Why wasn't I informed? Where was he? I couldn't comprehend this, and started to shake. Wells looked at me worriedly.