Experiment (Part 5)

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You again, found yourself fluttering your eyes open to consciousness. But this time as you did so, you felt your body slamming against something hard.

"Shit!" You hissed holding your head and looking around. The environment around you was moving at a fast pace.

Shooting your head around, you noticed the male experiment driving recklessly. Wait, driving...

It all made a bit more sense now. You were in a car.

You were thrown to the other side of the car and cried out falling to your side.

Well... a hard car.

"Are you ok?!" You heard a yell.

"What the hell is going on?!" You crawled forward and latched onto the driver's seat.

"Just a chase! Nothing to great!" Niall said swirving around a small vehicle in front of you both as you looked out the side of the window. "Look out!" He shoved you back and you landed with a thud.

"Wha-"

Bullets were fired followed by loud screams by him. Your eyes widened as you scurried forward only to be flung backwards.

"H-hold on!" He cringe holding his side where a bullet had lodged into. "Ho-old o-on..."

His head hit the steering wheel and the car slowed down, giving you a chance to catch up to him.

"Are you ok?" You asked looking over his chair to see blood beginning to stain his shirt. Looking beside you, there was a black van with a shooter pointing straight at you both. "Step on the break!"

Gripping his shoulders, he flinched back and stepped down on the break. The car screech down on the tar road and he yelled gripping the steering wheel.

Once everything came to a stop, you kept tight arms around the man's shoulders and your face buried into the chair. Another screech was heard as you slowly looked up to see the van stop in front of you a few meters away.

"G-god!" You looked down at the hand clutching around his side as you frowned.

"I'll get you out of here." You whispered leaning the opposite side of the chair and pulling it back.

"W-what are y-yo-"

"Just trust me." You said pulling him into the back of the van and inspecting his wound.

"T-they're com-ming..." He whispered as you nodded feeling for your your knife. But it wasn't there. He must have left it on the road after he.. you'll talk to him later about it.

"Stay here." You said pushing back though he only grabbed your wrist. He forced a weak smile before yanking your arm down so you fell towards him.

Though one hand caught your fall beside his head, the other was still in his hold. But there were more things to worry about.

Skin on skin. Breaths mixing. He had pulled you down for a surprise kiss. You could only stare wide eyed at the boy as he slowly pulled away.

"My name..." he whispered. "M-my name's Niall."

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