Fix You

Chapter Nine

Luna's P.O.V

Louis' eyes widened at the gunshot. He got up and opened the door a crack.

"Is anyone hurt?" I heard him ask.

"No," I heard Niall say. "No bullets hit the door,"

I sighed with relief. Liam and Zayn are okay.

Louis shut the door. He turned and looked at me. He wrapped his arms around me. We stayed like this for a long time just savoring this time with each other. In these minutes we both knew we were okay. We both knew we weren't hurt or in danger. I felt so safe in his arms. Our bodies were so close. I felt his heartbeat. The same heartbeat I would fall asleep to every night. I could smell his cologne. That smell was so comforting. I nuzzled my head into his neck. Louis ran his fingers through my hair. He kept whispering I love you over and over again.

We heard another gun shot. I heard the boys shouting things to one another.

"They're here," he said. "We need to hide you,"

"I can hide in the closet," I said.

He nodded. I went over to the closet and hid under all the clothes. Louis leant down and kissed my forehead.

"I love you," he said. "I'll see you soon,"

I nodded and let a few tears slip down my cheeks. "I love you. Don't die,"

He smirked. "I won't," he said and shut the door.

I was alone. I cried silently. If I made any noise I could be found, and maybe killed.

I heard gunshots. Everyone scaring me more than the last. I heard people yelling and things breaking. I couldn't stop thinking about the boys. Louis. My goofy idiot. My baby. My other half. I can't lose him. I kept imagining seeing him laying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. Dead. Leaving me alone. I won't lie to myself, if he dies, I'll probably kill myself. I can't live without him. I couldn't move on if he was fine. He fixed me. He took all of my broken pieces and put them back together. He's the reason I've been clean for so long. He's the reason I ate more. He's the reason I'm here.

I've been in here for more than an hour. The gunshots had died down. Were they all dead?

I the heard the bedroom door open. I froze. I heard footsteps get closer and closer to the closet. I watched as the door opened.

Someone grabbed my hair and yanked me out of the closet. I was thrown on the floor. I looked up at the person who did this.

My eyes met the eyes of a monster. Alex. His green eyes filled with rage and hate, his short brown hair tousled. In all honesty, he looked like a mix between Louis and Harry, but neither Harry nor Louis would be so hateful as this monster.

"Oh, my precious Luna. Oh how I've missed you," he said in a sickeningly sweet tone.

"Get away from me you monster," I spat.

"Aww, don't be like that," he said. He took a handful of my sweater and yanked me off the floor. He threw me onto the bed. He pinned me down on the bed. Images of the night he was arrested flashed in my head.

"Get off of me!" I yelled. I'm stronger now, more confident in myself.

"Shut up you fat slut!" he hissed.

Tears started to run down my cheeks. I was so scared. He started to tug at the waistband of my leggings.

Rage boiled within me. I won't let him control me. I took my foot and kicked him hard between the legs. He loosened his grip on me and I was able to wiggle out from under him. I tried to make my way to the door but Alex was quicker. He took a fistful of my hair and tugged me back. I yelped in pain.

"Louis! Help me!" I screamed.

"I said shut up!" Alex yelled and punched me hard in the face. I was thrown to the ground. I felt blood trickle out of my nose. He kicked me in the stomach multiple times. My vision started to fade.

I heard the door bang open.

"Leave her alone!"

Louis. My Louis. I looked over at him. His gun was aimed at Alex, his face serious.

I heard Alex pull out his own gun. "What makes you think you can tell me what to do? She's mine," he growled.

"She is not just some toy you can throw around! She's a person!" Louis hissed.

"You don't have the right to tell me how to treat my girlfriend," Alex yelled and pounced at Louis. The two beat each other. I could only watch. I was too weak to fight.

I watched as Alex threw Louis to the ground. Alex pointed the gun at him. He was going to kill him. He's going to kill my Louis. I would never feel his warm arms around me. I would never feel his kisses. I would never see his goofy grin. I would never fall asleep to his heartbeat. My Louis would be gone.

I did the only thing I could think of. I closed my eyes and as Alex pulled the trigger, I used every ounce of energy I had left to throw myself in front of Louis. The gun went off and I felt a searing pain in my shoulder. I hit the floor and let out a loud scream. I heard another gunshot. I opened my eyes and saw Alex on the ground. Dead. He was gone. I'm free. I can be happy. I can be with Louis.

I laid on my back clutching my shoulder. "Louis," I said weakly. I was getting dizzy from blood loss.

Louis sat next to me and gripped my hand. "It's okay love, I'm here, I'm okay. You'll be okay, the paramedics are coming,"

"T-the others," I said.

"They're okay. Harry got shot in the leg, but he'll be okay. Everyone's just banged up,"

"L-Lou it hurts," I said.

Louis kissed my forehead. He set my head in his lap. I could hear the paramedics coming.

"It's going to be okay," Louis said. "I love you,"

A paramedic knelt beside me. There was a sharp pain in my arm.

"It's okay, sleep love," I heard Louis say and everything went black.

A/N:

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