Stole my heart - fanfic one :D


A fanfic about Harrys life as a husband to be and how he and his fionce cope with the pressure. Zayn has some struggles of his own as his girl friend become pregnant and their baby is delivered, well lets just say at the most unexcpected time. Louis, Liam and Niall become best men, and are given the task of being thre for Harry. Will it get too uch for them, or will they come through when their needed? FIRST FANFIC, MORE SEQUALS :D hope you like beautifuls, mwah :**:


16. A stab in the dark...

Part 16 - A stab in the dark

'Niall! If this is one of your stupid pranks, you can knock it off right now!' i shouted to the air. Id managed to open my eyes now, to find my hands and feet binded with think rope.
'Shut up!' someone banged on a door right next to my ear. The room i was in seemed narrow, as the wall i was leaned against was about 40 inches width.
However, that wasnt Nialls irish accent...

'Wow its beautiful' i smiled, investigating the house.
'Thanks, we should have everyone over tonight' Paige prodded Harrys in the stomach and he tickled her off.
'Yeahh, ill text the boys, you the girls' hed already started tapping away at the keys when we dug out our phones from our pockets.
'Cheseas not answering?' i complained after ringing her instead of texting.
'I'll ask Niall where she is?' Harry said, ringing the number as he did.
'Niall bro, wheres Chelsea?... How can you not know?... Okay calm down, we'll find her!... Byee' he said, pushing a finger into the other ear so he could hear clearly.
'I wonder where she could be?' Paige worried.

I was starting to lose faith, lose faith that Niall would come and rescue me. He had no idea where i was, not even i knew where i was!!! I felt so ill, so faint and soon, everything had gone black again.

'Where is she?!' i screamed, dialling Chelseas number for the 43rd time!
'Niall, we'll find her!!' Louis reassured me, but i couldnt believe him until i had her back in my arms.
I decided to go out and check the streets for her. She could have just got lost and is finding her way back home? I doubt it.
The snow outside was cold on my arms and feet. I'd only got to the end of the lane and already i was covered in snow and had soaking wet socks. My loose scarf hung round my neck, and my phon was clenched in my hand, waiting for Chelsea to call, if she ever would...
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