AN: So sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I've had alot of homework, soccer season is coming up, and I sprained my ankle a while back. Plus, I wrote some of this chapter a few weeks ago, but wattpad refreshed and it all deleted! I hope you understand my frustration.. :|
"We got Scarlet, we can go home now." I say. I start to walk over to get Scarlet, but then I here a loud gunshot. Suddenly there is a peircing pain in my shoulder. I collase on the floor. I see Andy lift his gun and shoot the person who must of shot me.
"LOUIS!" Screamed Scarlet. I try to reply and tell her I'm fine, but I can't seem to find her. The black is taking over, and I seem to get lost in it....
Scarlet's POV
"When will she be awake? It's been 3 months!" Someone sobbed. They sound so familiar... And... American? Who are they talking about?
"I don't know. They said she hit her head pretty hard. She was kicking and screaming about how 'he's still out there' and how 'she needs to help someone named 'Lou'. They tried to calm her down and get her in the car, but she wouldn't calm down, and I guess she hit her head." Lou. That one name, and it all came flooding back to me.
Flashback
Louis walks over to me, since my legs are too soar to walk. He smiles, that award winning, perfect smile and reaches his arms out. That smile fades, after a loud bang was heard from somewhere behind me. Lou falls. There is anouther gunshot just as I scream. "LOUIS!" He looked like he was in so much pain... He made a face, opened his mouth, but nothing came out. His eyes started loosing color. "WE NEED TO GET HIM TO A HOSPITAL!" I scream at the others, attempting to get up. My legs are really wobbly, but I manage to stand.
"I got him. Come on guys, go to the car." Yells Paul. I scurry to follow the others, but someone grabs my hair and pulls me back, quickly sliding a hand over my mouth.
"Where do you think your going, little lady?" I know that voice... That's the voice that will always make me shiver. The sound of that bastard's voice will forever play as a broken record in my head, with no off switch. The bastard that I thought was dead.
Collin.
I try to scream, but with no use. "Shut up you little slut. Your little boy band friends can't save you now. Just face it, you'll never escape me. I know your ever move before you even know it." He said, letting out a light laugh. I can feel the goosebumps forming..
Suddenly, he cries out in pain. I look around him to see petite little blond Ashley standing behind him, holding a shaky hand gun. "You bitch!" He screeches and lunges at her, releasing me. Just before he reaches her, she mouths 'run' to me. I waste no time. She has the upperhand, since she has the gun. I just hope she doesn't get hurt...
I try to forget the extreme pain in my legs, as I run towards civilization. Towards where I think their car went. My vision starts to get blurry, and I start to feel very lightheaded. Shit. Just keep going... As the greatest fish ever once said, 'Just keep swimming'.
After about 10 minutes of running, I reach a city. But my feel myself hit the ground before I reach my final destination. "Are you quite all right, miss?" Someone asked.
"I... I need to help Lou!... He.. he has to know that he is still out there! Please... He will hurtt herrrrrrrrrr. Plezzzz" My words start to slur. I feel somone pick me up, and I try to scream and kick and protest. But it doesn't work. I can feel myself slowly loosing consciousness.... Slowly...Everything becomes hazy...
End of Flashback
"Once she awakes, I assure you Mrs. Rose, well will inform you." Mrs. Rose?..... Mom? Am I back in America? I heard a door open and close quietly.
I slowly open my eyes. The light basically blinds me.. I have such a bloody headache....
Very carefully, I get up and walk over to my clothes on a pile on the floor. My torn up muddy 'wedding dress' was no where to be seen. Instead, there are grey sweat pants, and a t-shirt that says 'Ask me about my BRITISH ACCENT'. Ok... So I know I didn't buy that. (As you can probably tell, I don't have a British accent... so why would I buy a shirt that says to ask me about it... just saying)
In the pocket of the sweats is my phone. Bingo. I pull it out and google 'Louis Tomlinson shot'. The first article showed a picture of him drinking shots. The tittle was 'Tomlinson won bet against bandmates that he could drink 28 shots.' Nope...
The next article was what I needed.
The title was 'Tomlinson finally makes a full recovery after mystery man shot him on the streets of London'
Yes... I'm ok now.. Now that I know he's alive and well....
AN: Sorry.. short chapter. But hey! Tommo isn't dead. Your welcome :3 Don't worry, they re unite soon.
Hey! I made an alternate ending (which you all probably will hate because somone *cough cough* dies) I don't know if I'll post it. It takes place before this one. Hehehe... BYE
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