Kidnapped by One Direction

He pulls back a moment later and looks me straight in the eyes.
“Sorry…” he trails off, stuffing his hands in his pockets and looking embarrassed. He suddenly has a keen interest in his black and red Nikes.
“You have nothing to be sorry for.” I answer boldly. I can’t believe I just said that!
He looks shocked, but holds his arms out again. I snuggle back into his chest and that’s the position we stay in for a few minutes, until Harry starts to wake up.
“Niall? What are you doing?” His voice is thick and even slower than usual.
Niall first gently pulls me off of him and sits me down on the bed again.
And then he blows up at Harry.
“What the fuck, Styles? What were you doing? How could you try to rape Amber?” His face is turning a deep red, and I can tell he’s really, really angry.
“Who cares?” Harry shouts. “What, do you like the little slut?”
Niall strikes out again, this time delivering a right hook. Harry holds his chin for a moment, before getting up and charging at Niall.
They’re screaming and kicking and punching by now, and I don’t know what to do. So I scream for Liam.
He’s there in a second, shoving the boys away from each other and holding Harry back when he tries to go after Niall again.
“What in the name of god are you two doing?” Liam asks.
“He…he tried to rape Amber!” Niall yells.
“Harry, that’s fucking disgusting! Why would you try to rape her?” Liam looks beyond mad.
“The little whore deserved it! She tried to run away this morning!”
“That doesn’t mean you get to RAPE her, Harry!” Liam screams. “Just get the fuck out of my sight before I make you sorry you laid a hand on her!”
Harry, who obviously realizes that Liam poses a huge threat to him, scurries out of the room. Liam looks at me with big, round eyes.
“Don’t worry, love. We won’t leave you with him again. I promise.” He assures me. Niall nods.
“I’m really tired…I think I want to sleep now.” I say. My eyes hurt from crying so much, and I feel slightly dizzy for some reason. It was probably from Harry punching me.
I crawl under the covers and wait for them to leave.
They don’t. I peek out from under the blankets to see them staring at me.
“What?” I ask.
Liam answers. “We don’t want to leave you alone where Harry can get to you.”
I think about this for a second and realise that it’s probably not a good idea for me to be alone at this point. I look at Niall.
“Nialler?” I say, using the nickname I had heard his friends call him before. “Will you stay with me?”
I see something like hurt flash over Liam’s face. “Okay, feel better.” He says stiffly before leaving the room.
Niall nods and sits down on the chair next to my bed.
“No,” I say, patting the bed next to me. “over here.”
He crawls into bed next to me and holds me. He’s so warm and soft, and I’m asleep in a matter of seconds.

Notes

Okay so this weekend and friday i'm going to be at a hockey tournament. (I play ice hockey.) So i may not be able to update. I'll try to write a few short chapters tonight after i'm done packing, though, so be on the lookout for those.
On the other hand, what did you guys think of this chapter?