Niall
I stood up from the chair once Harry cut me free feeling super relieved. Since I hadn't stood in a while, it was hard for me to walk correctly.
"Can you help me?" I asked him shyly, holding onto the arm of the chair for support.
"Of course," he whispered. He lifted me up and I finally got to see his face.
"Harry," I whispered as he walked up the stairs.
"So you remember me, huh?" He chuckled slightly, obviously feeling uncomfortable with me knowing it was him.
"I'm surprised, honestly," I told him. We entered his living room and he put me on his couch, then took a seat beside me.
"Are you gonna run or not?" He asked, his eyes and cheeks red.
"Why would I?" For a moment I had completely forgotten he had even kidnapped me. I mean, the boy that I thought wanted nothing to do with me kidnapped me!
"Because I kidnapped you."
"D - Don't worry about it," I said. "Just, I don't feel well. Could I get some soup? Or some medicine?"
"Are you sure?" He asked, slowly getting up.
"Yes Harry, I don't feel well."
"No, I mean...are you sure you dong want to go. Because you obviously have that chance now. And I wouldn't blame you. A freak like me kidnapping a work of art like yourself. You can go. Go tell the police and get put in jail. Jail's probably better than being with Zayn."
"Shut up," I demanded softly. "Soup and medicine. Focus on that right now, Haz." He nodded then went into his kitchen.
Run.
No.
Are you an idiot!?
Harry needs me.
No he doesn't! He's a lunatic!
He's a great lunatic.
He kidnapped you and you're just gonna stay okay with that? What about your friends and family?
I'll worry about them later.
You're just as crazy as he is.
I don't mind.
Why do you like him?
I don't know. I just do.
"I brought you some Advil," Harry said as he came back with a glass of water and two blue pills in his hand. "I'll bring your soup in a minute. You like chicken noodle, yeah?" I nodded, taking the water and pills from him.
He isn't so bad.
He kidnapped you!
But is it really considered kidnapping if I like it?
You're a freak.
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Liam
"Hey Liam," Michael said, entering my dorm, "there's some people down in the lobby looking for you." I pulled myself out of bed and slipped some shoes on then went down to the lobby.
In the lobby stood Louis, Maura, Bobby, and Greg, all looking super worried.
"Liam!" Louis shouted, coming up to me and hugging me. "Great to see you again, lad."
"You too."
"How's the investigation going?" Maura asked, her tone full of worry.
"Well," I started, "they stopped it. They stopped Niall's case."
"What!" She shouted angrily, a tear falling down her cheek. "Why?"
"They don't believe Niall's alive and they don't care to find out," I told her, shaking my head. "But my friends and I are still going to search."
"We can join, right?" She asked.
"Of course."
"So we'll go back and get everything settled in at the hotel and then come back," Maura told me. "Could we start then?" I nodded.
"We'll be back soon," Louis shouted over his shoulder as they started walking out.
Somewhere deep down I thought the police officer was right; maybe Niall isn't alive.
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Crappy update, but now you know Niall is obsessed with Harry a little bit xD
The little conversation thing Niall was doing up there was with himself. He was arguing with himself.
Um....I'll update again soon. I updated today because I got 2.5k reads! :D thanks! You guys are cool af.
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~Taylor :*
