Twisted Minds [h.s]

S I X T E E N

It's been two weeks and four days since I've been abducted. I've settled into my new home now and I truly have never felt so low in my life, mentally.

I'm covered in so many marks. So many injuries that don't get the chance to heal because of something else that gets hurt on top of them.

The scab on my temple from being knocked out has almost fully healed, the marks around my wrist from the rope are still a little tender but are healing, but the hand print around my neck is still beyond visible.

That happened a few days ago and Harry hasn't layed his hands on me since then. Im finally starting to feel a little more comfortable and maybe even a little bit safer. Not safe as in I like being here and nothing bad will happen to me, it's more like I feel safe that maybe I won't get fucking beaten to death.

Me and Niall have formed a somewhat type of friendship and I can't say I'm not grateful for it. I can tell he's different from them. He's just so.. sweet.

"I brought some board games for us to play." Niall strolls into the room I'm staying in, carrying multiple boxes of games.

I let out a soft chuckle. "Okay, what are the options?"

"How about..." He throws them all on the bed. "All of them? We have time to kill since Liam and Harry are dealing right now and Louis is out doing whatever." He says, crawling onto the end.

"Oh gosh, yeah okay!" I smile, grabbing Monopoly and taking it out of the box. "You would never think such a villainous band would have board games in their house." I look up at him to see him shaking his head, smiling.

"Yeah, these belong to me." He mutters sheepishly, running his hand through his toussled hair.

I place my hand on his leg and he looks up at me. I give him a bright smile and let out a soft laugh.

"You're amazing." I grin, patting his leg softly before pulling it away and continuing to set up the board game.

He chuckles. "As are you."

My heart does a flip.

Oh god. Why the fuck did it do that?

I bite my lip and decide not to respond, continuing setting up the pieces.

"Okay, lets begin!" He shouts, grabbing the little silver cat. "I'm a cat."

I chuckle quietly. "Okay, I'm the car."

We played games for awhile, having a laugh and talking about random shit. I can confidently say he has taken my mind off all the bullshit that's happening and I actually feel kinda good.

He asked me questions about myself and I asked him questions about himself. We really got to know eachother and I can't help but get some kind of— butterflies when I think of him.

Fuck I'm ridiculous. I've only ever had one real crush in my life and that was my 16 year old boyfriend. I don't think I have a crush on Niall, or any type of feelings for him. But god, I think I'm not far off it.

Or maybe it's my mind playing tricks on me. I'm not used to guys being so sweet to me. And I wouldn't expect to encounter one in a situation like the one that I'm in. Fuck I don't know. This is too much for my brain to handle.

We're now sitting on either side of the couch in the living room, still home alone and watching random movies.

"This is so horrible." Niall mumbles shaking his head at the screen in front of us.

I gasp. "Don't ever disrespect Forrest Gump like that again."

He echos a loud laugh and I can't help but smile from how contagious it is.

"Your laugh is incredible." I giggle, throwing a couch pillow at him.

"Hey!" He catches it. "I know it is." He then throws it back.

It hits me directly, smack bang in the face and my mouth falls open when my hair immediately becomes draped everywhere.

"You're an ass." I mumble in amusement and his laugh erupts again.

"Oh yeah I'm sure I am." He whines at me and I can't help but let out a laugh as his childish tone.

He's just so good to be around. Especially right now.

I lay my head down on the couch so now his feet are almost at the top of my head.

"Are you tired?" He asks, and I feel his eyes looking down at me while I continue to stare at the film.

"Mm a little." I mumble as my eyes become heavier.

He chuckles. "I think you mean yes. It's okay you can go to sleep. You'll be fine." He reassures me.

I nod my head, shutting my eyes.

"If you want anything else just let me-"

"Shhh... I'm sleeping." I cut him off with a small chuckle before my senses fade to nothing, and I'm faced with darkness and peace.

Niall Horan

"Shhh... I'm sleeping." Her velvety voice whispers with a small chuckle.

And just like that. From a million miles an hour to asleep in a split second. I wanted so badly to lay down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her, hold her and sleep. Not fuck, not like that and not in that way. Not even have sex. I just wanted to sleep together, in the most innocent and pure sense of the phrase.

But I lacked the courage and it was too complicated and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating.

So I brought my attention back to the movie, hardly paying any attention to it and can't help but think to myself that if people were rain, I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane.

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short chapter but awwww pls my heart how do u feel abt this lil thing going on

and I saw that little thing at the end of the chapter on Instagram and was inspired to write something similar to it hehe hope it tickled ur heart