Apocalypse [h.s.]

Chapter eleven

I slowly knocked on Zayn's door. Telling him was going to be so hard, but of course he had to know. Keeping it from him would only make things worse, plus, we had to tell him. Our plan was impossible to go through now, so obviously he had to know.

An excited Zayn met us at the doorframe. ''Hey, I was just about to call you guys! I've got the perfect plan to save Niall! You've gotta come inside''he said and smiled adorably.

Oh boy...

''Zayn, wait''I tried, but he dragged me inside by my arm.

When he finally had dragged me into his livingroom, Liam following right behind me, I was shocked by what I saw, and I started to feel like crap for not calling as soon as we knew. A big map was lying on the table with drawings of the whole GMF area, and the drawings were absolutely incredible. He had to be some kind of artist. Next to it was four big bagpacks packed with many different equipments. This all made it so much harder.

''I even made one for Harry'' he said and laughed, looking down. ''I just really want this to go well, you know?''

Can you not.

I looked over at Liam, who was scratching his neck and looking at me with a sad face, telling me he was thinking the exact same thing as me.

This is not gonna be easy at all.

''Listen...'' I began. I didn't really know how to say it in a way that wouldn't destroy him. ''Uhm.. There's no easy way for me to say this, but something happened. To Niall.''

His eyebrows furrowed. ''What do you mean? What happened to Niall?''

I sighed and looked away.

''What happened to Niall, Violet?'' His voice now sounded angry.

I cleared my throat, before I finally decided to tell him. ''The GMF... They moved him, Zayn.'' My breath hitched.

''Moved him where?'' His eyes were filled with anger and confusion. Vindictiveness.

Liam stepped in front of me, telling me that he would tell him instead of me, knowing that it would be too hard for me to continue. He knew me too well.

''I'm sorry, but.. They moved him to another country'' he began. ''We don't know where, or when they did it. All we know is that he's not in Greendale anymore.''

Zayn put his hand to his forehead in despair and sat down on his couch. I sat down next to him, lightly patting him on the back to try and comfort him. At this point I didn't have a clue how to. Liam sat down as well, sighing and scratching his neck not knowing what to do.

I decided to make us all some tea. After all those years of being a tea-addict, I had learned that tea could be very calming, and also it made me, and alot of people, tired. I was in fact a tea-addict as well as a coffee-addict. You could say I was fond of warm drinks.

After sweet-talking and babying Zayn, me and Liam went back to mine. Zayn said he was tired and wanted to sleep, so we got the message and left. I wasn't sure if he was actually tired, or if he was just gonna cry himself to death after we left. I guess he kind of needed that. Not to death of course, but just to let it all out.

''What...''

I opened the door to my flat to see Harry sitting in my couch with his feet on the table. Liam came behind me, sending Harry a questioning look.

''How did you get in here?'' I asked. I took off my shoes and put the keys at the kitchen counter.

He smirked at me. ''Oh, I have my ways.''

''Why are you even here now?'' Liam asked sceptical.

Harry stood up walking towards the kitchen as a wonderful smell passed my nose. Coffee. He poured some reeking coffee into his mug. ''You didn't really think I'd leave you here alone, did you? It's not safe around these days. Suddenly the GMF will be at your door, shooting the first living thing they see; you.''

''Don't say that!'' I hissed. This wasn't the right time to joke around about this.

Liam walked closer to Harry, anger in his eyes. ''Listen, Violet's right. Besides, you shouldn't scare her like that.''

''Sometimes you just have to face the facts, Liam. You never know what will happen the next hours, or even the next minute or second! You don't, so that's why I'm here. To protect Violet'' Harry said, looking at Liam, then at me. I blushed and looked away.

Liam laughed sarcastically and looked away, then at Harry again. ''No need for your help, then. She has me.''

''Thing is, I don't trust you. At least not with her life''Harry snapped back, yet speaking tender.

That's when I came in.

''Stop it! The last thing we need now, is another catfight. So just stop! Right now'' I said, half yelling, feeling a touch of confidence in me. Luckily they shut up and respected my words. They weren't some of those douchebags who didn't care what a girl said, just because she was a girl.

''First of all, Harry; I don't need you here, I've got Liam'' I said, smiling at Liam who was smiling back. ''Second of all, I don't have enough beds for another person here. I only have mine and a guest bed, which Liam will sleep in so that's taken.''

''I guess I'll just sleep in your bed with you, then'' Harry said, and smirked while taking another sip of his coffee.

Liam took a heavy step towards Harry, but I stopped him with my hand on my chest, giving him a ''please''-look. Thankfully he backed away.

''Easy there now, Liam. As Violet said, we don't need any drama right now. Don't you respect her?''

''That's enough!''

Before I could even react, Liam practically jumped over the kitchen counter and gave him a strong punch in his face with his fist. My jaw dropped as I watched Harry fall to the ground, blood coming from his nose.