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Niall walked through the station with his hands cuffed behind his back as he nervously looked around. Time seemed to slow as he met Harry’s eyes and he paled slightly, their intense gazes keeping contact for a good amount of time before Niall was pulled into a room. Harry couldn't handle interrogating Niall so he told his workers he would just watch and listen to the interrogation. He couldn’t talk to Niall the way he did to criminals. He just couldn't do it. Deep down, a part of him knew he still loved and missed Niall. It hurt him to think of Niall that way. Niall couldn't have done this. It was Niall for crying out loud. Maybe his car was just a terrible coincidence…

“Sir, are you ready?” Harry shook his head, smirking.

“Josh, how many times have I told you to call me Harry?” Josh smiled but it didn't reach his eyes as he was concerned. 

“Are you okay?” Harry frowned but nodded. 

“Fine”. He forced a smile. “Let’s get on with it, shall we?” Josh gave an unsure nod and followed Harry to the room beside the interrogation room. Niall sat in the uncomfortable chair, biting at his nails as he glanced around nervously. Having claustrophobia didn't help being in an enclosed room with only a mirror as he presumed police were behind. He hated this. He hated it so much. He was terrified. Niall had always feared the police and getting into trouble. He jumped as the door opened and a policeman walked in, throwing a folder on the table. Harry noticed the open skin of Niall’s neck and arms. That wasn't normal. Was Nancy back?

“Niall Horan”. Niall pried his nails away from his mouth and clenched his jeans.

“Y-yes”. Nathan opened the folder and spread out the photos of the dead children.

“Do you recognise these?” Niall stared in horror at the bashed bodies, shaking his head vigorously. “Don’t lie Mr. Horan!”

“I-I d-don’t…” Niall took a deep breath. “I-I haven't seen them before”. Nathan threw another set of photos on the table, making Niall jump, his eyes wide in fear. 

“Then why were you at the crime scene the exact time of the kidnapping?”

“I…I don't know”. Nathan sighed. 

“You have agoraphobia?” Niall nodded. “You were in the exact place, the exact time a young boy was kidnapped from, when you have fears of the outdoors, and you don't know?” Nathan threw his fist against the table making Niall flinch. 

“I-I was l-looking a-a-after my n-nephew”. Nathan hit the table again. 

“Stop stuttering and answer me Horan!” Niall watched Nathan with fear filled eyes. 

“My nephew”. He looked down to his hands. “I was with my nephew”. He said in a small voice as he looked up to the mirror. 

“Why do you have all those marks on you? They look like defence fighting marks”. Niall’s eyes began to waster as he stared at the open skin. 

“I…”

“Lying will only make things harder”. Nathan was getting agitated. 

“I didn't hurt anyone”.

“Obviously you did since most of the evidence points to you Horan stop lying!” Niall began to take quick, short breaths. “Why do you have those cuts?” Harry was getting angry at Nathan now. Niall didn't do any of this and Harry could see it. He could see it in Niall’s eyes and behaviour. Niall did not do this. 

“That’s it! Stop! He’s not the guy”. Everyone looked at Harry, completely confused as he paced back and forth. “Nathan get out!” Harry could see Niall was close to crying and hyperventilating and he couldn't handle it. He walked out the room and into the next. “Nathan out!” Nathan left without another word, only looking at Niall in disgust. Niall watched Harry who walked over to him and kneeled down, pulling him into a hug. Niall didn't hesitate to return the hug, wrapping his arms around Harry tightly as he cried and let all his emotions out. The fact that he was holding Harry right now was the most emotional of it all. He hadn't moved on. He hadn't found someone else. All he ever thought about was Harry. Josh walked in the room and pulled Harry away, taking him out the room and into his office. 

“Harry…” Harry shook his head.

“Don’t. Don’t say it”. 

“Harry what just happened?” Harry looked up at Josh with teary eyes. 

“He didn't do it. It wasn't him”.

“Do you know him Harry?”

“I did. But he’s not the guy Josh, I know it”.

“How do you know that Harry?”

“I just do. Please trust me”.

Styles! What the fuck was that!?” Nathan came rushing into the office. “I almost had him!”

“No you didn’t. He’s not our guy. We have to keep looking”.

“Our guy is right in there!” Nathan pointer furiously to the interrogation room. 

“Are you disobeying my orders Mr. Hunter?” Nathan rolled his eyes. 

“No”

“Then go and do your job”. Harry walked back into the other room again and ache Niall through the glass, Josh following. 

“You know why he’s all cut up, don't you?” Harry nodded but didn't take his gaze away from Niall. 

“We dated over two years ago. Nearly three now. He’s had a tough life Josh. He has never, and never would hurt a soul. He would never ever do something like this. I just had to be sure. I can see it in his eyes and behaviour Josh. He didn't do this”. Josh pat Harry’s shoulder.

“Alright Harry. What do you want to do?”

“Let him go. He hasn't done anything so just let him leave”.

“As you wish”. Harry watched as Josh told Niall he was free to go and Niall left without a word. Harry followed him seconds after, knowing he couldn't let Niall go without talking to him. He caught up to Niall just as he was walking out the door and tugged him back. He met Niall’s pale blue eyes that weren't full of the love and happiness they once were, his even more chapped lips and his teared up skin around his neck. 

“Niall”. He breathed out. Niall couldn't process any words as he stared at Harry in awe, wondering if this was all a dream. 

“Harry?” Harry pulled Niall into a tight hug and smelt his hair. “I’ve missed you so much”. Niall squeezed Harry tighter and let more tears drop. Harry couldn't believe that at this moment, he was holding Niall. The one he mourned over for over a year. The one he shed tears for and bled for so many times he lost count. The one he felt was it. The one. But then lost him just like that. His one and only. His world. I missed you too Harry wanted to say but couldn't bring himself to as he remembered something. Daniel.

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