When the hooting and hollering finally stopped, Brianna went to the door. She could hear some whispering and giggling down there.

"We should go see if everything is okay," she told Harry.

"We? What do you mean we?" Harry held up his hands. "We already know what they were just doing. I'm not going down there."

"The police need to see if they're alright." Brianna said. She took the key, unlocked the door, then led a reluctant Harry down the steps.

They found Niall standing in the middle of the room. He wore black socks and a goofy smile.

And nothing else.

"Oh geez!" Harry quickly turned away and shielded his face. "My eyes, my eyes!" Niall was practically out there.

"Hey guys," Niall waved. "How's everybody doing? Me, I'm great." Clearly he wasn't the least bit embarrassed about showing his goods to the world.

"My eyes are burning." Harry groaned covering his eyes. "I want to soak my eyeballs in bleach to get that image out. You'll be getting my therapy bill in the mail."

Niall headed to Harry. "Harry. Brother." He gave him a big hug, much to Harry's disgust.

"Oh God!" Harry wailed. "It's touching me, it's touching me dammit!"

"I want to thank you, brother," Niall smiled at him. "for locking me down here and for putting Taylor down here with me. It was truly a blessing."

"Oh God, please get it off of me!" Harry struggled to get away from Niall and his equipment.

"If you hadn't locked us in here," Niall said while still holding on. "I wouldn't have found true love and had the best sex of my young life."

Harry finally pushed him away. "Geez, don't mention it. Hey wait, how did you get out of your handcuffs?"

"I picked the lock," Niall said. "Afterwards. By the way, the handcuffs were great, thanks again. They really added the spice, if you know what I mean." He winked.

"Yeah, you can have them."

Brianna stood by Harry. She was dumbfounded by this turn of events. Niall and Taylor? Together? "I don't believe this," she said. "You two? Together? No way."

Niall smiled, looking pleased with himself. "Hey, Bree Bree. Way."

Taylor was sitting up in the corner partially covered by an old blanket. "Who knew?" she said.

"Dude," Harry said. "You wanna put some clothes on?"

"Oh yeah, haha." Niall ran around the basement where all of his clothes were thrown. He tugged on some pants. "I don't do underwear," he said. "I like the freedom of my junk swinging in the wind. It's so liberating."

"Yeah I can see that," Harry grumbled. "I'm happy for you."

Still shirtless, Niall turned to Brianna with a serious demeanor. " Brianna, we need to talk. It's over, we're done."

Brianna rolled her eyes. "No kidding"

"I'm sorry, Bree, but the fact is I'm with Taylor now. Being locked down here gave us some fresh perspective."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Truth is, we don't want you two anymore. Sorry, but truth hurts."

"Well, damn," Harry said. "If that was all it took I'd have locked your stalking asses down here a long time ago."

Taylor just sat there with a smile. Her hair was mussed and she looked exhausted. Harry knew that look all too well.

"So we wanna thank you," Niall said. "It was funny. First our phones went dead so we had nothing to do but talk to each other. Then we discovered that we had a lot in common."

"Oh I could have told you that." Harry said.

"And before we knew it," Niall looked at Taylor and they exchanged googly eyes. "we fell in love."

"Oh wow." Brianna said.

"And Brianna," Niall held her hand between his own. "Don't take this the wrong way. Our loving wasn't too shabby, but I gotta say sex with Taylor was beyond mind blowing. We're talking earth shattering, kaboom. Blew my head clean off," He nudged Harry. "Really don't need to tell you that, do I?" He laughed. "We oughta compare notes sometimes. The stories we'd tell," He leaned closer to him. "Taylor did this thing with her tongue that brought tears to my eyes."

"Yeah I know." Harry said.

"Niall." Brianna was embarrassed.

"Betcha can't get Bree to do that. Lord knows I tried. Begged even."

"Okay," Harry said. "How about shutting the fuck up now."

"Anyway," Niall said. "I'm rambling on. I owe you a big one," he nudged Harry. "Get it? Cause I got a big one."

"Can I go to jail now?" Harry hollered up the steps to the cops huddled around the door.

"Wait, wait." Brianna looked at Niall hopefully. "You won't press charges against Harry will you? You'll drop the charges, right?"

Niall looked at Brianna as if she grew another head. "Drop the charges?" He snorted. "Are you kidding me? Hell to the no."

Brianna gasped and held Harry's arm tighter. "Why? You said you owed him, you were grateful he put you down here."

"What? I said thank you."

"He apologized."

"No he didn't."

"Well," Brianna looked at Harry. "He's very sorry, aren't you, sweetie?"

Harry shrugged. "Eh."

Brianna quickly spoke up. "He didn't mean it. He feels really bad about what he did."

"Don't overdo it." Harry said.

"He's been under a lot of pressure lately," Brianna said. "With work and our wedding." She looked Niall firmly in the eye. "Not to mention the crap you two put us through."

Niall patted her on the shoulder and sighed. "That's a shame." He nodded his head toward Harry. "Arrest him, Daddy."

"Wait!" Brianna shrieked. "He's sorry, he's sorry. Didn't you just say it was a blessing that he locked you two down here?"

"I did and it was," Niall winked at Taylor who blew him a kiss. "Best thing ever."

"So?" Brianna said. "How about doing a good deed and letting it go?"

"It's the principle," Niall said. "He locked us down here with malicious intentions. He probably wanted us to die down here. For that he deserves to be some cell mate's bitch."

The police came down the steps. They approached Harry but he held up his hands.

"Wait," Harry said with a serious look on his face. "I have something to say to Niall, it's very important. May I?"

Everyone stopped to listen. Harry cleared his throat.

"Niall," he said. "I hope you're happy with Taylor. You two truly deserve each other. I mean that from the bottom of my heart."

"Thanks, Harry." Niall said. "I appreciate that."

"And I want you to always remember," Harry said. "every time you kiss her lips, always remember," he suddenly grabbed his crotch. "that you're tasting my dick, baby!" He gave an evil laugh.

Taylor gasped and covered her mouth. Niall looked at her from the corners of his eyes, screwing up his mouth.

"Harry!" Brianna said. "Have you lost your mind?"

"Taste the rainbow, bitch!" Harry said.

"Alright, Prince Charming, let's go." Chief Horan said. He handcuffed Harry and read him his rights.

Brianna could only watch as the police led Harry out of the house and into a squad car. Father Louis and Liam followed after them saying something about a lawyer.

She shook her head. Things couldn't get any worse.

A/N Hi there. Thanx for reading. Hope you enjoyed it. :)   Take a look at Niall in the media section.  You're welcome ;)