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(I made a trailer for this so check it out!…also some smut in here 😉 children be warned)
Niall’s POV
“We will now have our witness take the stand”. I stood with shaky legs as Daniel grinned at me. I didn’t want to be here. Who would though? Maybe the judge, and the lawyers, and maybe the guy over there that is typing up every word that is said, but I certainly don’t want to relive any of this. I really don’t. But apparently me being here will help lock him up even more.
“Mr Horan”. I gulped and looked to Daniel’s lawyer. “You were first arrested due to an appearance you made at one of the abduction areas is that right?”
“Y-yes”. I nodded and looked to Harry with wide eyes.
“So you were in that area when the young boy was taken?”
“Um y-yes”.
“And you claim you did not see anything?”
“Yes”.
“And you are also in a relationship with the head of police, correct?”
“Objection! What does a relationship have to do with this case!?” The judge nodded and looked to the lawyer.
“Case related only please Mr. Scrum”.
“After you were released from custody, another boy had been killed, is this correct?”
“Well, yes”.
“Seems a little bit coincidental, don’t you think?”
“I..”
“You also have agoraphobia…an anxiety disorder characterised by anxiety in situations where the sufferer perceives certain environments as dangerous or uncomfortable, often due to the environment’s vast openness or crowdness.” He smirked at me and faced the jury. “Niall horan here has a condition that is as a subset of panic disorder, involving fear of incurring a panic attack in those environments. However, Agoraphobia is classified as being separate from panic disorder. The sufferer may go to great lengths to avoid those situations, in severe cases becoming unable to leave their own home or safe haven. So, Why was Niall Horan out on that day if he has been diagnosed with this disorder? And what was he up to?” Daniel grinned widely at me and I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t.
“B-but I-”
“Thank you”. Mr. Scrum took his seat and the judge called up the prosecution.
“Hello Niall, how are you? Are you okay?”
“I-I’m f-fine thank you”.
“That’s good. On the said day, you were with your nephew, correct?”
“Y-yes I was”.
“And how old is he?”
“He is five”.
“What’s his name Niall?”
“Theo”.
“And what were you and Theo doing”.
“I was just taking him with me to get some groceries”.
“And how was your agoraphobia?”
“I-it was okay, My brother has helped me a lot”. He smiled warmly at me.
“And you have an alibi from after you were released from police custody?”
“Y-yes”.
“Could you tell the court what you were doing?”
“I-I was with Harry..I-I mean Officer Styles”.
“And why was that?”
“W-we have known each other f-for years”.
“And then Daniel came home?” I looked at Daniel as his smirk dropped.
“Yes”.
“What was his attitude like?” I frowned, trying to remember.
“D-defensive”.
“Please tell me what happened after Daniel arrived?”
“I tried to leave but Harry made me stay the night, and then he got a call that he had to go in to the station and he went”.
“So you were left alone with Daniel?”
“Yes”.
“And he raped you?” I felt tears begin to develop as the memory replayed in my head.
“Y-y-yes”. A tear fell and I dropped my head in embarrassment.
“And when he was finished he said ‘If you tell anyone about this, I won’t hesitate to kill you…or Harry. Don’t test me’ Is that correct?”. I nodded my head.
“Yes”. More tears fell and I looked up to Harry who looked worried.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Niall Horan’s condition should not be considered as ‘evidence’ for anything. Daniel confessed to the murders and he raped this young man, along with a death threat….”
I was asked to leave the stand and the judge told the jury to go and make their decision. We were sent to recess and Harry followed closely behind me as Daniel was taking in handcuffs to another room.
“You okay?” I looked up at Harry and couldn’t hold back the sob as he pulled me in. I cried against his suit and my shoulders shook. “Hey it will all be over soon”. I pushed my face into his chest more and shook my head.
“It will never be over”. He hugged me tighter and rubbed my back, kissing my head occasionally.
“Styles, we have to go back in”. I felt Harry nod and he moved me away slightly.
“It’ll be okay”. He intertwined our fingers and pulled me back into the court room. I didn’t listen to anything until the judge asked the jury for their decision.
“On a count of murder, we find the defendant, guilty
On a count of rape, we find the defendant, guilty”
“Daniel Mount, please rise” Daniel stood up, laughing. “You are sentenced to life in a maximum security prison, no parole”. I felt Harry’s body relax and I fell back into him.
“It’s over baby. It’s all over”.
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I looked out the window as Harry cleaned the kitchen. Ben is fast asleep in bed and I felt like doing what I used to do. Look for danger. I know it’s not a good idea. But today just wasn’t good. Being raped has added yet another scar to my life. Being whipped, tied, hit, raped, just hurt. I don’t know how to deal with all this shit. I feel like going back and self harming again sometimes. I just want it all to go away. So now I’m in the bathroom, sitting on the cold tiles and exchanging looks between my arm and hand holding the blade. It’s always hard to not hurt myself. I choked on a sob as the cold metal made my skin split and blood came oozing out. I know it’s just a step backwards, but at this moment, I don’t care. I just want the pain to go away. And this, is my only form of coping. I know Harry will be mad, but right now I don’t care. I made five more splits in my skin and jumped as I heard Harry call out for me.
“Niall!” I quickly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped at my arm, throwing it in the toilet and flushing. “Niall are you in there?”
“Y-Yeah..”
“Are you okay?” I tried to calm my breathing and crossed my arms, opening the door and quickly making my way to the wardrobe to pull on a jumper. “Ni?”
“Y-Yeah I’m fine”. I jumped as he wrapped his arms around me from behind.
“What’s wrong?”
“N-Nothing” I walked away from him and took off my jeans, getting into bed. Harry followed suit, but took off his shirt as well.
“Niall”. I kept my back from him and stared at the wall. “What’s going on?” He shuffled closer. “Is it your back? Are you worried about your scars again?”
“N-No”. Dammit. Why do I have to fucking stutter all the damn time?
“Niall you don’t have to be self conscious around me. You know that?”
“I’m not”. I closed my eyes and turned around, avoiding eye contact and pulling up the sleeve of the jumper. Harry stared for a while and we just lay there in silence. I know he was disappointed. I just knew. The tension was building and I had to fight back the tears.
“Ni..” He traced around my arm for a while, gently caressing it and I kept my eyes closed. I didn’t want to see that disappointment and anger that’s in his eyes. “Look at me”. I shook my head and he sighed. “Please”. It only came out as a whisper, but I could hear the desperation in his voice. I opened my eyes to stare back at ones filled with worry. “It’s okay”. He had some reassurance in his expression and it helped my tension ease. “You don’t have to hide from me Ni, I understand”.
“You’re not mad?” I frowned.
“‘m not mad”. He shook his head.
“You’re not disappointed?”
“‘m not disappointed”.
“But why?” He smiled warmly and caressed my cheek.
“I could never be mad or disappointed in you Ni, sad? Yeah. Just because I don’t like to see you hurt. Or sad. And I don’t like to be unable to help you. You’re a beautiful person Ni. I love everything about you, and, if I may say so myself, you’re hot“. I blushed and felt my whole body heat up. He is way hotter. I know that. He knows that. He definitely knows that since he moved the sheets to sit on his waist and lay on his back, stretching to rest his arms behind his head. He grinned as my eyes traveled down his chest to the elastic of his briefs. He knows what he’s doing, and even though I was upset and crying only minutes ago, I want to fucking jump him. How does he have an affect like this on me? “You’re looking a little hot babe, let’s take this jumper off”. He sat up, pulling me to follow suit and I lifted my arms so he could pull it off. He threw it away and caressed my cheek, pushing me lightly to lay down again and he began to press soft butterfly kisses along my collar bone, slowly down to the elastic of my boxers. I thread my fingers through his hair and pulled him up to kiss him. It stayed slow at first, as he caressed my lower lip between his own. It turned sloppy soon enough and I pulled at Harry’s hair, making him moan and push his groin down against mine. I gasped and arched my back as Harry kissed along my jaw, to my neck and began to suck. I let out a moan. He sat up and I followed, both of us sitting on our knees and connected our lips again. I ran my hands up and down his back as he scrunched my hair through his fingers, biting my lower lip. I tilted my head to the side to give Harry more access to my neck and groaned as he created another bite.
“H-Harry”. He ran his hands down my back and cupped my ass, giving it a squeeze. I whimpered and brushed my growing bulge against his lightly, feeling my pre-leak soak my boxers. “Please”. He moved his hands into my boxers, shoving them down and I sighed in relief as my length was freed. He leant over to the bedside table and grabbed the condom and lube, pushing me down to lie on my back and shoving his briefs off. He put the needs to one side and leant over me, rubbing his nose against mine and connecting our lips again. I grabbed his neck to keep him down and kissed him harder, letting his tongue into my mouth. I grabbed mine and his length and pumped them together as he explored my mouth.
“Prep?” He asked breathlessly and I nodded, watching him grab the lube and squirt some onto his fingers. He circled the tip of his index finger around my tight muscle and slowly, yet very teasingly shoved the tip of his finger in and I rocked, shoving it in further.
“Harry please“. He grinned and added another finger, stretching and rubbing, I had to rock with him it felt so fucking good. He grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders and I felt his tongue around my ring, teasing. I threw my head back and moaned as he slowly stuck his tongue in and licked around. My breathing increased and I closed my eyes. “Harry can you f.ck me already!?”
“‘m not f.cking you baby, it’s called making love ‘member?” I blushed. “I love you so ‘m gonna make love to you”. He pressed more kisses to my chest and pulled the condom on, lathering himself up with lube and pressed the tip to my ring. “Love you” He pushed in and my breathing picked up as I felt pleasure mixed with pain. He pushed my sweat slick fringe from my eyes and rested his nose against mine, looking into my eyes. “You okay?” I closed my eyes, nodding and smiling.
“Move”. He slowly pulled out and in, over and over until I rocked to meet him, making him know he could go a little faster. He thrust, his nose still against mine as I met his thrusts. Our breaths mingled and I dug my nails into his back, scratching and moaning as he hit my pr.state. “Fuck!” He smiled and grabbed my length, pumping to meet his thrusts and I arched my back, rocking with him. “M-more H-Harry I n-need more!” He thrust faster, hitting my pr.state harder each time. “I love you so much”. He smiled and slowed down to a teasing pace, both his thrusts and his hand.
“Love you more Niall Horan”. He sped up quickly and I felt my stomach tie in knots, breathing hard, I came over our chests and Harry spilled inside me, riding us out on our ogr.sms. He pulled out of me and lay next to me, our chests rising and falling rapidly as we tried to catch our breath. He turned to his side to face me and I turned my head. He smiled and pushed my wet fringe back, caressing my cheek and kissing me softly, pulling me to him and hugging me tightly. “Goodnight sweetheart”. I elbowed him in his side.
“‘m not a girl”. I huffed and he chuckled breathlessly.
“I know baby, you’re all man. My man”.
HIYA!
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I was up until 2am last night making that trailer, and I spent most of today writing this (taking breaks bc I’m still sick)
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