Forgotten (Niall Horan fanfiction)

Chapter 26

Samantha's p.o.v

I wake up to the sound of heavy breathing coming from the corner of the room. I instantly think that it is the kidnapper and freak out. Then I look to my right noticing Niall isn't asleep next to me. Wait a minute.....
"Niall? Oh my god are you okay!??!" I quickly run to the corner to see niall covered in bruises and blood. His white shirt had blood patches everywhere. His jeans were ripped, his beautiful blond hair was a dark shade of red. Then his face...his forehead had a huge cut on it, his lip was busted and his cheek was bruised.
"What happened?" I panic. He doesn't say anything but has a very deep breath. I run to the bathroom and grab a towel. I run it under water and go back to niall.

"This might hurt a little bit" I say. I gently put the towel on the cut in his forehead.
"Ow-ouch" niall says.
"Sorry" I say. I wrap the towel around his head and grab another towel from the bathroom. I look at Niall and see a cut on his knee. I dab the towel on his knee until I know that it has stopped bleeding. Next was his arms, one of his arms were covered in bruises and his other one looked fine.
"Niall can you bend your arms for me?" I ask.
He bends the one without the bruises but can't with the other one.
"Give your arm a rest" I say. He nods. My mother was a Doctor so you could say I have experience with this stuff.

Now was his chest. I could already tell that his chest was hurt really bad from the blood on his shirt.
"Niall...I may need to um...take your shirt off" I say. Now, I don't really understand why I was being awkward. I mean, I've seen his shirtless before, obviously. I've been best friends with him for a long time, but I guess the fact that what I am about to see under his shirt scares me.
"O-okay" he says. This is going to be hard, since he's really injured his arm and can't move it. He try's to take his shirt of but once his injured arm gets involved he hisses in pain.

"Here, let me help you" I say. It was pretty hard to get it off him, but is was manageable.
I have a good stare at his body. No, I know what your thinking. I wasn't staring at him like that. I was staring at all the cuts that will turn into scars, I was staring at the bruises that were as big as a fist and were going to take a while to heel, I was staring at all the dry blood that covered his skin.
"You've been staring for a while...I-is it that b-bad?" Niall asks me.
I sigh.
"No, it's fine" I lie. I don't want him to worry right now.

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Nialls p.o.v

I don't get it...what does he want from me! I don't even know who he is...he asked me questions I couldn't answer...he said things that I possibly couldn't imagine a person say...he threatened me...I tried to fight back but that would never end up well...
"Done, you should be fine for now" Samantha says.
"T-thanks" I say.
"I'll take your shirt and run it over with water, tomorrow it should be fine to wear" she says walking into the bathroom. I'm so lucky to have someone like her.

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Louis' p.o.v

Right now harry, liam, zayn, kaira and I are sitting on the couch waiting for Paul to arrive. Once he arrives we are going to do a big search for niall and Samantha.
*knock knock*
Harry opens the door revealing Paul.
"You ready for the search?" He asks us.
We all nod our heads and exit our hotel. As we walk to the car I get a text message.

Unknown:
800k for your friends.

I freeze.
"Guys....you may want to see this" I say.

Hi guys!

Sorry for the boring chapter. I had no idea what to write about.
Anyway.
Love ya all <3

~Selena