A Note On The 's Pov

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Niall 's POV

As soon as I heard it, many emotions hit me. Fear and sadness were the biggest. I had a feeling that he had escaped, but now it was confirmed. Harry 's quiet whispers of reassurance seemed to go through one ear and out the other, I couldn 't comprehend what he was saying. I felt like I did at the incident, I heard his voice in my ear, the ropes burning my wrists, his hands touching me.

"I-I need to b-be a-alone for a w-while" I said softly. I love the feeling of his body so close to mine, but right now I feel flustered and I knew that space would help.

He sighed, but moved away, gazing sympathetically at me. I didn 't need a mirror to see how fucked up I looked right now. I knew how bloodshot my eyes were, I knew how dishevelled my hair is, I knew it all. I like Harry, and I should feel embarrassed that I looked like this when he looked perfect, but strangely, I didn 't care what he thought of my appearance at the moment.

I knew I would soon change my mind and get Harry to hold me close again, but now I needed my space, a sort of way to show that I wasn 't weak and I didn 't need someone their for me.

"Are you sure? I don 't think it 's a good idea to leave you alone" I should be angry that he treats me like a child, but I knew he meant well, and to be honest, I did seem to act like a child all the time. "I 'm s-sure. I-I 'll c-call y-you later" I said softly. He nodded and kissed my cheek softly. I longed for the feeling of his lips on…

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