The Love We Found || Narry *COMPLETED*

.03

»This Is Gospel (piano version) - Panic! At The Disco«

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I carried his still limp body through the rain and up to my house; Indie wasn't too far behind. She had to open my door since my hands and arms were obviously preoccupied. My left arm was under his legs and my right arm was under his back. I looked down at his face. It was so calm and almost baby like.

Indie started turning on lights as I headed up my spiral staircase to bring Niall to the room he would be staying for...who knows for how long. I heard her following behind me and it wasn't a problem at all...she had to open the door anyway.

Once inside the room, I laid the still unconscious lad on the bed that was covered with a dark blue duvet. Then I just stared at him.

"What are you gonna do when he wakes up?" Indie asked.

I looked over at her; she had her hands on her hips.

"Well I'm gonna feed him..."

"Real food, I'm hoping."

She smirked and I grabbed a pillow--that wasn't under Niall's head--and threw it at her and it smacked her right in the face.

"I'm not doing that to him...yet."

Indie lightly laughed and threw the pillow back at me. I ducked out of the way; letting it hit the wall.

"How about I make you both something? Maybe breakfast? Breakfast for dinner is always the best."

I nodded and she left the room. Turning back to the bed, I noticed that the drugs were wearing off and Niall was gonna wake up soon. So I sat on the bed by his feet and waited.

He slowly started moving his legs then he gasped loudly. His eyes opened and he sat up quickly.

"What the fuck did you inject me with?" he yelled.

"Shh..." I pressed my fingers to his lips, "it just temporarily knocked you out. You were going crazy in the back of my car and if you didn't stop moving, I would have driven off the road because of the rain."

He pushed my fingers away from his lips.

"You wouldn't have had to drug me if you didn't kidnap or surprise adopted or whatever fuckin word you used!"

I softly chuckled and shook my head.

"I bet you're hungry," I said, getting up from the bed.

"Really? You're totally just gonna--"

"Yep," I grabbed his hand and pulled him off the bed, "c'mon, Horan."

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"Cmon, Niall..." Indie began, "your food will get cold and I worked so hard on it."

Niall was trying to prove a point for some reason. It made me laugh.

"If the lad doesn't want to eat...then that's what he'll get. No food...ever," I said with a smirk.

If he could prove a point, so could I. Niall's eyes grew wide.

"You wouldn't actually starve--"

I interrupted Indie by holding my hand in front of her. Niall began to eat then and I smiled. I seem to have found a weakness; food.

"How interesting," I chuckled as Niall continued to eat.

"What? What's interesting?" Indie asked as I scooped up some eggs with my fork an brought it into my mouth.

"If I ever want him to do something...I'll just threaten starvation and he'll listen."

He looked up at us and I could see the fear in his eyes. I didn't want to hurt him. Maybe if he just understood that, I wouldn't have to threaten him.

"But that's like...cruel punishment. You're not like that. I mean you even said you didn't want to drug him..."

Niall dropped his fork and cleared his throat.

"You know, that him you're talkin about can hear ya very clearly," he pointed out, "And I've got a name. Use it."

Indie and I were silent for a bit. She took a few bites of her pancakes while I ate more eggs.

"Can you tell me your name now? Seeing that I doubt you're gonna let me go, I need to know the name of my captor."

Niall wiped his mouth with the back of his hand even though there was a napkin set on the table for him. I wiped my mouth with my napkin and put my hands behind my head.

"Why do you want to know my name so bad, blue-eyes?"

"It's Niall," he corrected.

I smiled a bit and chuckled even.

"Alright. Niall, why do you want to know my name so bad?"

He slowly stood up and placed both hands on the table.

"So that when I do get out of here, I can tell the police everything you've done to me while you've kept me hostage."

I knew Indie was going to try to stop me, but I wasn't going to let that happen. Rising from my chair, I walked over to Niall and grabbed his chin; not too tightly and not too lightly.

"The name is Harry. Harry Styles. Remember it for future purposes."

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