Stockholm Syndrome - narry (READ REMAKE!)

Chapter 9

I wanted to try something and put it on third person POV.
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Niall woke up from a clap of loud thunder and rain. Harry arms were still wrapped tightly around his waist. Niall rubbed his eyes and look at the clock on his nightstand.

8.05 pm

For Niall, going back to sleep is a big issue. Once he's awake he's awake. Niall just realized how awkward his position is with Harry. He wanted nothing more than to get out of his arms before he dies from the awkwardness. He didn't want to wake him up. Harry was snoring softy and to Niall he looked peaceful for once. He wanted to run his hand through his hair to see if it's as soft as it looks.

But if he wakes up I'll definitely die.

Niall sucked in his breath and ran his hand through his hair. It was as soft and silky as the thought it was.

Another clap of loud thunder hit and made Niall shriek and cling onto Harry.

Harry woke up to Niall hiding on his chest. Harry chuckled at the adorable sight.

"You okay?" Harry held him closer.

Why is he so affectionate today?

"I just don't like the sound." Niall said barely audible.

Harry thought for a moment and reached into his drawer next to his bed and pulled out his iPhone and earphones. He handed the earphones to Niall so he could put them on.

Harry chose his Ed Sheeran since it was calming music. Losing himself into music helped Harry when he was stressed out or angry. After a few songs later, Niall started humming 'Drunk' which was his favorite song. It sounded beautiful to Harry when Niall was humming it.

"You know that's my favorite song?"

"It's mine too." Niall smiled.

"Maybe it'll be our song." They both laughed.

Niall took out one side of the earphones and gave it to Harry. They both laid there listening to 'Drunk'.

"I wanna hold your heart in both hands. Not watch it fizzle at the bottom of a Coke can. And I got no plans for the weekend, so should we speak then? Keep it between friend. Though I know you'll never love me like used to." Harry sang.

Niall was amazed about how talented Harry was at singing.

"I didn't know you could sing."

"I can't."

"What the hell? You can-."

Someone was banged on the front door. Whatever it was, it was banging rapidly and loudly.

"It's probably Louis." Harry said annoyingly and turned off the music to call Loud.

"Hello?" Harry put it on speaker.

"Lou go fucking home. I'm not letting you in my house, mate."

"What are you talking about? Harry, I am home."

Silence.

"Harry? What's happening? Me and Liam are coming."

"No. No I got this." Harry doesn't know if it was a lie or not.

"But-"

Harry hung up before Louis could finished his sentence. Harry got out of his bed and before he got out the door Niall stopped him.

"I'm coming with you." Niall took his arm.

"No. Stay here." But Niall stayed put and Harry got frustrated.