Where Are You?
Narry One-Shot-
Author's Note: *An extremely worried Harry.* Threw in a bit of Zarry fluff. I honestly don't know where this idea came from. It's a snippet of something that I could turn into a short story or maybe just add another part to this, not sure yet. Sorry for any confusion, enjoy.
Harry's P.O.V.
Silence filled the already still room. Nothing felt right anymore. Not for the last 2 days anyway. My eyes remained latched to the door, in high hopes that the one person I craved back in my arms would walk through it. In a matter of seconds all hope had drained from my face as Liam came in the room looking more worried than ever. "What's wrong?" Asked Louis who had previously been pacing the room in an attempt to calm himself down. Zayn came out of the shadows suddenly interested in what was going on. "They said that Niall's been kidnapped!"
As soon as those words left his mouth my heart dropped and I was at a loss of what to do. "What do you m-mean h-he was kidnapped?" I asked my voice coming out hoarser then I intended it to. Everyone's eyes landed on me as if they were expecting me to flip out or something. But who could really blame them, I had been a mess and was close to my breaking point. "He's been missing for 48 hours and we have to go down to the station to file a missing persons report. And tell them anything we know." The anger inside me was bubbling. Who would kidnap Niall, and why? When had he ever done anything wrong? If anything it should be me, he was too innocent for something like this to happen to him.
Was he hurt? Was he alive? Where was he? All those thoughts ran through my mind as different scenarios played out. I tried remaining positive but there was nothing good about this situation. My boyfriend had been kidnapped by god knows who and for all I know he was being tortured at the moment. Everything in the room was spinning and it took every fiber in my being I had not to breakdown right there in front of the boys. Liam must have noticed my uneasy behavior and put a comforting hand on my shoulder in an attempt to calm me down. "Are you alright?" He whispered in my ear so that no one else would hear.
I knew he was trying to help but I wanted to shrug his shoulder off and scream at him for not looking harder. We were all sitting around doing nothing when we could all be out searching for Niall. "No, but I will be once we find him." I answered honestly not knowing what to feel. It was like I had completely no emotions. My insides feeling completely numb and I just had to get out of the room before I did or said anything I would regret later on, and I'm sure all the boys would understand. I needed to clear my head and possibly figure this out on my own since no one seemed to be doing anything. What had we been doing earlier that day when he was supposedly kidnapped? It must have been somewhere in between lunch and when we got to the venue.
That night we were supposed to have a concert and they had called us into a short meeting before sound check took place. Niall had insisted he needed something he forgot in his dressing room and I had let him go, alone. This was nobody's fault but mine. If only I had gone with him or told him to wait after the meeting than maybe he would still be here by my side. The guilt was eating away at me and I hung my head low as I walked through the hallways in hopes of seeing a head of blonde hair or hearing the laugh I loved so much echoing off the walls. And when neither of those came I couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed. I kept thinking what I could do. Then it hit me. I hadn't even tried calling him yet.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through my contacts searching for the one name I really wanted to see. Without hesitation I pressed the call button and waited silently for someone to pick up the phone. Not even seconds later I heard a loud ringing coming from the other hallway and made my way over. On the ground was Niall's phone and I picked it up seeing my face across the screen and 'Haz' popped up as the I.D. My heart ached even more now that I knew he didn't even have his phone with him. The kidnapper must have left it here on purpose or it fell when he was taken away. Either way this left me feeling more worried than ever. What did this mean? The one question rang in my mind and I raced back to the room where the boys were in, hoping they would know what to do with it.
Liam was the first to notice my presence in the room and he looked at me with big eyes full of worry and sadness. "What's wrong Harry?" he asked up on his feet in seconds. "I tried calling Niall's phone and I found it on the floor in one of the hallways." I said holding it up for them to see. Confusion was written all over Zayn and Louis's faces much like mine had earlier. "We have to take this to the police now. It could be evidence. They might be able to use it. Maybe they could get prints off of it or something." I knew Liam was the smart one, he always knew what to do. The other two quickly agreed. "Yeah, it could help them find out who took Niall." Zayn said trying to contribute. We all left the room and went out the back of the arena on our way to the police station.
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Hours later we were back arena at the venue. It had been a complete waste of time going down to the station. They took the evidence and said they would run a scan for any finger prints but refused to tell us anything else, the information being privileged to family only. I nearly lost it because Niall was my everything, and here these idiots were withholding (possibly) valuable information from me and the boys. It just wasn't fair. I slumped back into the couch and let out a frustrated huff of air. Zayn was gently rubbing his hand up and down my back. The other two had fallen asleep and I could tell Zayn was pretty tired himself, only staying up for my sake. But I just couldn't bring myself to join them because what if something happens when I sleep and I'm not there? I would never forgive myself if something happened to Niall. "I'm really sorry Haz." Zayn suddenly said bringing me out of my thoughts.
"For what?" I asked feeling confused. This was all affecting us but in different ways, and while I knew the boys were hurting, they just didn't understand my level of pain. Niall was their best friend. He was my boyfriend; the love of my life, and here I was sitting back and doing absolutely nothing. "For all of this happening. You don't deserve to go through something like this. Niall certainly doesn't either. I just wish it was one of us and not him." I simply stared at him and gasped. "I appreciate what you're trying to say but I wouldn't want any of us in this situation, if anything it should be me they took." And now it was his turn to be shocked. "What? Why would you think that Harry?" His eyebrows were furrowed. How could I put this into words?
My mouth opened and closed several times before I said anything back. "I just mean this is all my fault. I let him go alone, if only I had gone with him none of this would have happened." Zayn glared at me with a disapproving look. "That's not true, I don't want to hear you thinking like that ever again. It's nobody's fault but the person that kidnapped him. We can't blame ourselves." He said trying to get me to see his point, but I still felt responsible. "Thanks..." I began. "For everything. You guys really are the best. Without you I would have lost it by now. You kept me grounded." I said and for the first time I saw a small smile on Zayn's face and allowed one to find its way onto my own face. "No problem, you know we would do anything for you. You're family." He finished.
For the next few minutes we sat in silence and I let Zayn stroke my hair. My head was in his lap and sleep was finding its way into my body. I struggled to keep my eyes open but managed long enough to hear Zayn whispering sweet nothings in my ear. "Go to sleep Haz." Shaking my head I began to sit up but he refused to let me get up and tightened his grip on me. "Come on you need your rest. If anything happens we'll be sure to wake you up. It won't do anyone any good, especially Niall. If he finds out you didn't sleep because of him he would be upset." All I could do was nod, he did have a point. So without resisting anymore I got into a comfortable position and fell asleep for the next few hours, but not before muttering another quick thanks to Zayn.
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The next time my eyes opened it was brighter in the room than it had been before. So it must be morning. When I looked around the room I noticed that I was alone and Zayn was no longer sitting next to me. But one thing was clear. Going to sleep had me feeling refreshed and I was glad I took his advice on it. Now… where did everyone go? Soon enough the door opened and I lifted my head to see who it was. A smiling Liam entered and it left me wondering why he seemed like he was in such a good mood. "Morning." I said. "Good, you're awake." He said and his smile only grew bigger, and to be honest it was starting to freak me out a little. "Are you okay, Li?" I asked him still feeling drowsy after sleeping for so long. "Never been better." He said.
"What has gotten into you this morning?" I asked now growing worried. Was there something he wasn't telling me? Had they found Niall? The questions kept racing in my mind and I just couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. "Nothing, I just feel like it's going to be a good day." I still eyed him suspiciously but let the matter go for now. Minutes later Louis and Zayn joined us in the room with breakfast in their hands. "Here you go Haz." Louis said plopping down next to me on the couch. "Thanks." I said not feeling very hungry but still grateful for them bringing me food. "So, you guys here anything yet?" I asked and by the grim looks on their faces I knew they didn't. Looking around the room I noticed Liam wasn't there anymore. "Where did Liam go?" I asked. The other two just shrugged and went back to their meals.
About 10 minutes later Liam walked back in but this time he wasn't alone. Niall was standing behind him looking tired. He had bags under his eyes, but other than that he looked perfectly fine. I thanked the lord for answering my prayers. He brought Niall back to me safely and that was all I asked for. Louis and Zayn were quickly on their feet wrapping my boyfriend up in a hug. Everyone was trying to talk at once, and with the new found chatter in the room my spirits were immediately lifted. Here he was standing right in front of me. I stood up and practically ran to the other side of the room just to get to him. I engulfed Niall in a death grip and promised myself I would never let him go, ever again.
He seemed in a daze but nonetheless he retuned my hug. When he pulled back a little bit I cupped his face in my cheeks and looked him deeply in the eyes. And then all over his face and his body to make sure he was okay. The other boys had stepped back to give us some and slipped out of the room unnoticed, all my attention having been averted to Niall. "I'm fine Haz." He said. But I ignored his claims that he was find and proceeded my search to see if he was hurt in any way. "Are you hurt?" I asked. "No, I'm okay." He said trying to reassure me. "What happened?" I asked pressing him with questions, I was dying to know. "I don't want to talk about it right now, later, yeah?" He asked and I just nodded my head.
I still couldn't believe he was here, in my arms. "God I was so worried! You scared me to death, I thought I was never going to see you again." I said becoming breathless. His baby blue eyes finally met mine and I brought him into another bone crushing hug before bringing my lips down to meet his and kissing him with everything I had. Just slowly, filled with love, passion, and all my other emotions at the moment. After pulling away I led us over to the couch and sat him in my lap, stroking his hair. I really wanted to know what happened but for now he insisted he wasn't ready to talk. So all I could do was agree and nod. "I'm never letting you out of my sight." I said and I meant it. I think he knew it too and that just made me tighten my grip on him. All the worry had long since washed away only to be replaced with feelings off love and relief. I peppered his face with kisses and nuzzled my nose into the crook of his neck, still not believing he was fully there.
Author's Note: Hope everyone had a good New Years Eve. Can't believe it's already 2014! I'll still be writing 2013 on all my papers in school. And I haven't even thought of a resolution yet, kinda just gave up on those. Until next time.
