Niall Has Amnesia?!? Book Two

Chapter 16

I reread the chapter, but absolutely disliked the way it was written. I rewrote it again and I hope this is better. Thank you for being patient. I am busy the rest of the week but will have more time next week to update the next part. Let me know what you think.

Maybe go back and read the previous chapter to understand this one. I had to go back as well. Very short.

Chapter 16

He found us and everything happened so fast. I couldn't hold on to him as he slipped from my tight grip. All I could hear were his screams and cries for my help. I tried to help him, I tried so hard. I got to a standing position and tried to get him back, but one punch from Blair had me falling to the ground.

My head, aches from that blow that when I tried to get back up, I fell over again. I look up to see Blair holding Niall, who is struggling to get from his captor's strong grip. There was no use as Blair seems unaffected by the kicks and punches. Stars slowly creep in my vision as I make one last attempt to stand. "Take me. Take me instead...please!" The last thing I see is Blair walking towards me with a smirk on his face, Niall still struggling and then a boot coming towards my way. Everything went dark.

*Louis, Liam, and Zayn*

We are pulled over and talking ideas of what to do. Yes, we want to help our boys and just make sure they are safe, but we can't just follow them because we were specifically told to not do so. Louis is in the middle of telling Liam and I a possibility of calling Niall's phone again when we start to hear sirens. We look behind us to see flashing lights and police cars start to speed past us. After the police cars was another siren coming from an ambulance. That means that someone is injured.

We all look at each other and thought the same thing. Niall and Harry! Louis turns the car back on and we don't even have time to buckle our seatbelts before Louis takes off, speeding after the police. All that is on our minds is the question: Are the boys okay?

"Louis, calm down mate." Liam says to the boy driving. Louis' hands are turned white from how tight he is holding the steering wheel. He's not saying anything, just looking straight ahead at the flashing lights that are very far away. All of a sudden, all the cars come to a quick stop and get out. Louis slows down and parks a little back, in case they spot us and tell us to turn around.

"Guys" Louis says to get our attention. Liam and I take our eyes off the paramedics who are taking out a carrier. He holds up his phone and we see that he is on the tracker app. This is where Niall's phone has stopped.

"Oh my, no no no no, this can't be happening."

A ringing in my ears is all I can hear and feel. I don't know what the boys are saying if they are saying anything. I feel like I can't breathe. The thought of possibly losing one or both of our boys is so terrifying that it's hard to get oxygen into my lungs.

I see Louis opening his door and that's when my senses come back. We follow his actions and start walking, almost a jog, towards the policemen. "Sir, you can't be here right now. Please head back to your car." Louis pushes his way through, and we all stop when we see the paramedics start to come out of the cabin with someone on the stretcher. We hold our breaths as they walk hastily by us, all trying to catch a glimpse of who it is. No tattoos on his arm, that rules out Harry. His hair? Brown. It's not Niall. We let go of the breath we were holding until we saw who it was. It was Chief Brons. The man who rescued the boys after the plane crash.

"John!" A police officer yelled out towards what looks like a paramedic. The man turns around towards the officer. "We found one. Needs some medical attention." John tells the others to get Brons to the hospital right away before jogging to the police, stepping inside the cabin once again. Moments later we see a boy with curly brown hair being carried out and passed us. Harry.

*One Hour After Harry Blacked Out* Change point of view to third person

Harry wakes up to the sound of a steady beeping. It's familiar as it was not long ago did, he wake up to that sound. Harry knew where he was, the hospital. Again.

"Harry? Oh my gosh! How are you baby?" The boy lying in the hospital bed hears his mother call out to him. That's when it all came back to him. Niall.

"Where's Niall? Did they catch him? Where is he, I need to see him. Mom, where's" Anne, his mother, cuts him off from his worried ramble.

"Shhhh. You're going to be okay." She says, a little hesitantly like she is hiding something. Harry knows the look on her face. She wants to cry but is being strong in front of her son. Harry looks around the room and find the three boys looking at him, but no Niall. Niall is somewhere out there, alone. He must be so scared right now, Harry thought. "I promised him that I wouldn't let him be taken away." Tears then fall from everyone's eyes.