You're Phenominiall

For the first time since Niall met the boys, he's sad. He wants to find his Princess. Niall has gone into a state of depression. He refuses to sing or do anything, until he finds his Princess. But now, it's up to Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam, to find her. But will they find her before they have to go on tour, and it's too late? Niall decides to discuss it with his friend on a chat site. She tells him to just wait for the right girl. Little did she know it was her. But what four of them don't know yet, is that she is right in front of them. All they have to do, is bring her out.

When Kayren Trence's mother doesn't come home one day after work, Kayren, her little brother, Ash, and sister, Carly, go on the plane to their new house in London. Harry hacks into Niall's chat account and tell Kayren he'll have a friend pick her up. There she figures out that JustANando's Guy was Niall Horan. But now there are so many questions.

Will Kayren find her mom?

Will Carly figure out?

Will Niall


8. Chapter 8 - They're Crazy


Chapter 8 - They're Crazy! - A random place in London - Niall's POV

"What do you want from us?" Kayren cries.

"We don't want you. We want Niall. You just got in our way." The brunette kidnapper, who's name I figured out is Gracie, says.

"What do you want with me?" I ask.

"We just want you," Gracie says as she strokes my hair lovingly. I'd swat her hand away but I'm still tied up.

"What are you gonna do with Kayren?" I ask.

"Nothing. She's fine just as long as she stays away from you." Molly says. But frowns as if she regrets saying it.

"Okay," Kayren says as she frowns too.

"Untie her." Gracie says.

Molly unties her hands and her feet. Kayren shakes her hands off and stands up.

"Take her to 'the room' and tell her the rules." Gracie says. I'm guessing she's the leader.

Molly grips Kayren's wrist and she flinches. The stitches on her arm are probably still sore. Molly loosens her grip. I see Molly lean into Kayren and whisper something in her ear.

"As for you," Gracie points at me. "You'll stay here while I make you food. Molly will watch your friend."

She unties me and says, "You better not come out of this door. It's locked from the outside anyway."

I need to get out of here and I need to find Kayren. I wonder where 'the room' is. I wait until Gracie walks out the door and I don't hear her footsteps.

I try and get the door open but like Gracie said, it's locked. I grab a metal hanger from the ground.Smart. Leave something I can use to unlock the door right on the ground.I bend the hanger and stick it in the hole in the doorknob. It clicks and I open the door.

I see a hatch so I open it up. It reveals a set of stairs that lead to an underground room. Molly and Kayren are there. Molly looks over at me. I try and duck out of the way.

Molly says, "I can help you guys get out of here."

I come back out of my hiding spot.

"All you have to do is climb back up those stairs and there is a window right outside."

"Thanks Molly." I say to her.

Kayren and I walk up the stairs. We try to climb out the window. I get out but as Kayren is, Gracie comes from behind her and grips her leg.

"Help me, Molly!" Gracie screams.

Molly starts to climb up the stairs but pretends to trip.

I pull on Kayren's hands and the grip Gracie has on her leg begins to loosen. I tug one more time and Gracie lets go. I catch Kayren just before she hits the ground.

"Run!" Molly screams.

"They're crazy!" Kayren says as she continues to run next to me.

We run for what seems like miles until Kayren says, "Niall, do you know where the house is?" She stops running.

I look around. Squinting at the sun. I spot a familiar house and know that its mine. "That one," I point to it.

We approach the house and I knock on the door. Even though its my house, Louis is afraid of burglars. Ever since Harry and I have been stealing his carrots, he's been shouting "burglar" anytime someone walks through the door and doesn't knock or something scares him.

"Niall?" Harry comes to the door.

"Long story," I simply say, and walk into the house.

I plop down on the couch next to Liam and get comfortable. Kayren sits down next to me; Ash sits on her lap, happily looking at everyone and smiling a toothless smile.

Kayren turns her attention to me to see that I'm watching Ash. I turn my attention back to the T.V.

She grabs my hand and whispers, "Thanks,"

"For what?" I ask.

"For saving me back there... twice. When Gracie had a grip on my leg and I almost fell to the floor."

I remember what almost happened and frown. She almost got hurt again.

"Why're you frowning?" She asks.

"Because, you wouldn't have been there in the first place if it weren't for me going out there on the balcony with you." I tell her.

She holds my hand."Why do you make everything your fault Niall? It wasn't your fault at all. We had no idea that was gonna happen." She says.

I look down at my hands to see I'm still holding on to Kayren's small ones. She gives my hand a small squeeze.

Harry looks at us with a disapproving look and mutters a few words. What's his problem lately? Kayren glares at him and he smirks. What does she know that I don't?

"Karen!" Carly calls.

Kayren frowns, tightens her grip on Ash, lets go of my hand and stands up to walk back to the guest room. I take the opportunity and ask Harry about what happened.

"What was that all about?"

"You wouldn't understand, Niall." Harry says.

I sigh and glance at the clock. 9:43 P.M.

I stand up and walk into my room and stare at the white walls. The boring walls I'd become all too familiar with.

There were red stains at the bottom from where Louis had spilt Kool-Aid and there were certain spots where blue was visible from the peeling white paint.

Louis comes into my room with something in his hands and walks onto the balcony. He walks back out looking innocent. Oh well.

I sigh and plop down on my bed.

A few hours pass and I can't seem to sleep. My brain won't shut off. I look at the clock, 12:37.

I get up and walk out to my balcony. The moon shines brightly in the dark sky. The stars are twinkling and the trees are calm.

I place my hand on the wooden balcony rail. I feel something sticky on my hand. I ignore it and walk back into my room and into Kayren's. She's tossing and turning on her bed.

"Can't sleep?"

She pokes her head up from the bed. "No."

"Me either," I walk into her room. "Wanna take a walk?"

She nods and gets up out of bed and walks towards me. I take her hand in mine and we walk out the front door. It's funny how her hand fits in mine perfectly. Maybe a little too perfectly. Not that means anything. She has a pretty small hand.

"Why can't you get to sleep?" She's asks me.

"I just can't seem to get my brain to shut down and go to bed. What about you?" I reply.

She laughs. "This may sound funny,"

"After what we went through today it can't possible be funny." I say.

"That's just it. I'm afraid those girls are gonna take us again." She says.

"Like they said though, they wanted me," I tell her. "so they wouldn't take you."

"What did they want from you anyway?" She asks.

"Publicly maybe. Take me for a month, people notice I'm missing, headlines: 2 Girls Find Niall Horan."

She giggles. "Maybe," she says. "They just wanted you." She mocks their tone.

"That's probably it," I tell her.

She just laughs again. This time I join her join laughing. It's times like this that you don't want the laughter to end. Because laughter means you're happy and just away from the troubles in the world.

We finally stop laughing. Kayren does something unexpected; she hugs me. Still holding onto my hand.

"What was that for?" I whisper in her ear.

"For always being there for me." She whispers back and hugs me tighter.

Something about that hug made me feel happy and warm inside. It makes me feel special. Something wet drops on my head. I look up. It drops on my face as well. Then I realize its rain. It starts to pour down on top of us.

She pulls away and makes a dash for the house. Tugging me along with her.

"I can't keep up with you!" I shout. "Let go of my hand!"

She stops and tries to let go of my hand. "Your hand is stuck," she says trying to yank her hand away.

"What do you mean my hand is stuck?"

"It won't come off of mine." She persists.

I yank on my hand but like she said; my hand doesn't move at all. I think back to when I was on the balcony. I felt something sticky on my hand.

Glue! In remember! Louis was playing with something earlier! It was glue and on my balcony and I stuck my hand in it! Oh Lou!

"Okay we can get the glue to come off," Kayren says. "Right?"

"Knowing Louis, it was probably super glue." I tell her.

"Why super glue?" She asks.

"Louie. He's a prankster." I sigh.

"Oh Lou," She says.

I walk into the living room. Kayren and I sit down on the couch. With my free hand, I grab the remote and turn the T.V. on.

I start to feel really sleepy. Especially since the lights were off and I was getting tired. Kayren leans her head on my shoulder and nods off. I begin to doze off too. Finally able to sleep.






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They're Crazy - Kayren's POV

I wake up on look around.

No crying.

No screaming.

No Carly.

No Louis and his SMD.

I suddenly feel a small amount of weight on my head. I feel next to me. Niall? I move my head and see Niall's sleeping face. For once he looked happy. He was asleep with a smile on his face.

I get up but remember that my hand is still attached to Niall's. I wouldn't want to wake him up. So I just sit here; looking at his peaceful sleeping face.

Harry comes in the room, butt naked. I cover my eyes and yell, "Are you trying to scar me for life!?"

"I think your dad has already done that Ren," he says.

"Niall! Help! Harry's scarring me for life!" I scream and look at Niall.

Niall seems phased for a second before rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"Go away Harry," he mumbles. "her dad had scarred her enough."

"Whatever," Harry says.

"Is he gone?" I ask Niall.

"He's gone." Niall says.

I get up. Dragging Niall with me, and walk into the guest room. Liam is there with Ash in his arms.

"Just gave him a bottle," he says. "he started crying but I didn't want to wake you up Kayren. You both looked comfortable."

I smile awkwardly at Liam. He just smiles back and tends to Ash.

"Liam," Niall says. "would you happen to know how to fix this?" He holds up our conjoined hands.

"Louie do this?" He asks.

"Yup," I reply.

Liam sighs. "Honestly, I have no clue what to do."

I hang my head down. "Maybe we could use water," I suggest.

Niall shrugs and places out hands under the sink. We both reach for the handle at the same time. I shudder when his hand brushes against mine. He turns the sink on. The cold water feels good on my hands. I can feel the glue loosening.

"It's loosening," I tell Niall.

I tug and our hands come lose. I rub my hands and wipe them on my pants. They were all sweaty now from holding into Niall's hand for so long.

"Make sure you confiscate the glue from Louis." I remind Niall.

He laughs and says, "I gotta get the glue off the balcony now too."

I nod and he walks to his room with a paper towel in his hand. Liam gives me a mischievous smile.

"What did you do Liam?"

"Oh you'll see." He smirks.

"Woah!" Niall yells followed by a thump.

I run to the hallway and see Niall laying on the floor in front of his door. A camera is placed on a chair in Niall's room.

"Very funny Liam," I walk through Niall's door but fall backward by something on to Niall. "Sorry Niall."

I hear a few thumps and a bunch of laughs. I get myself up off the ground and press through the doorway with my hand. An invisible plastic wrap is in the way. The camera in the chair is gone.

"Liam! That wasn't funny!" I yell.

"Yes it was!" Liam yells back.

A few hours later the boys, Carly and I are watching T.V. Ash finally fell asleep.

"We've been looking on Twitter today and we found a very interesting video of Niall; And his mystery girl?" The news reporter says.

I feel my cheeks go red in embarrassment as a video of Niall falling on the floor in front of his bedroom door and I followed a few moments after him plays on the T.V.

"You posted that on Twitter!?" Niall yells.

"It was hilarious!" Liam shouts.

"It hurt," I rub my back.

"Just one question: Who is she?" The news reporter finishes.

"Well that's just great. The one thing I didn't want to happen, happened. I thought you were the responsible one Liam." I complain.

"I am sometimes," Liam smirks.

My phone beeps.

Jamie: You're Niall's mystery girl! OMG! EXPLAIN! NOW!

Kayren: First off I'm not Niall's mystery girl. I don't know where they got that. Also I'm staying with One Direction for a while. Please no fan-girling on me.


Kayren: Long story. Gotta go now.

Jamie: Whatever. Bye.

I shut my phone and turn my attention back to the T.V. Niall walks out of the room to his bedroom. Being the nosy person I am, I follow him. I sit down next to him on his bed. He looks over at me and sighs. Then he grabs my hand; he looks at my wrists as frowns.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Your arms still haven't healed."

"They won't for a few weeks Niall," I tell him. "Why are you so worried about my wrists?"

"No reason," he looks back at the wall.

I grab his hand, "Is this about you thinking its your fault?"


"Niall, I told you it's not your fault."

He doesn't look at me. He just looks at his hands.

"Look at me Niall," I demand. He looks at me. I grab both of his hands, "It's not your fault Niall. It's my dad's fault. He has problems. Not you. You're perfect Niall."

"Nobody's perfect Kayren," he says. "I'm definitely not perfect. If I were perfect, I'd have no room for improvement. And there's still a bunch of room for that."

I sigh. "Fine. If you're not perfect, then You're Phenominiall." I tell him.

His frown fades and turns to a smile. "Thanks Ren," he says.

"Just remember that." I smile and pat his back then stand up.

I walk out of his room and into the living room. Feeling good about myself and the things I told Niall. If he's happy I'm happy. If anything I feel like I gave Niall another hug.


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