Styles Boys

Recruitment

Louis' POV

 After Harry had given up on calling his father, we took a break from planning. I went for a stroll in the park to clear my head. It was a quiet day, not many people around. 

I start hearing footsteps behind me so I glare over my shoulder so they know who they're walking by. 

I see a man in a black trench coat approach. He stops right in front of me and turns to stare at me.
Holy shit, it's Simon Cowell!
Fuck!
I need to get out of here now!

 I take a step back but he steps forward and starts speaking, "Louis Tomlinson, one of the most feared teenagers in London. Would you like to join my team? We'll rule the world together! You by my side, our team can take over the world!" 

 I look around to see that no one has noticed our interaction. I clear my throat before looking back up at him, "Who all is on the team?"

 "Well, myself of course, five men that the police or those 'heroes' can never stop, and a boy with great power. I believe it would be best if you joined, you'll be on the winning side. I will also recruit a few others soon. Join me!" 

He has Edward, I could pretend to join but just get Edward and leave!
No, that's too risky.
He just confirmed that he has The Wanted and he'll get more.
I know what we have to do...

 I glare at him as I refuse angrily, "I would never join your team! I'm going to beat you, you're going to jail! Your team is going to fail you, you're going lose."

 He scowls before smirking, "Is that what the future holds? You would know. Who wins?" I open my mouth in shock.
He knows my powers...
He knows he's going to win if we don't come up with a plan. 

 A big gust of wind blows past before another man shows up. He grabs onto Simon before speeding off.
Shit, they have a speedster. 

 I sprint back to my house and burst through the door. Liam and Niall jump at the loud bang and glance towards me.

"What's wrong mate?" Liam asks concerned. 

 I call out in the house, "Harry! Marcel! Zayn! Come on! I have something to tell everyone!" I lock the front door and try to breathe as I lean against it. Zayn, Harry, and Marcel come sprinting downstairs. They look at me worriedly. I catch my breath and stand up straight, "Simon, I saw him." They all gasp and look around to the windows, "He's gone, but he tried to get me to join his team. He's recruiting more people! He has Edward on his side. I don't know what we're going to do. He knows my powers! I don't- I can't..." 

I try not to think about my vision of Edward. I don't want to see his face as he inevitably dies. I squeeze my eyes shut and dig my fingernails into my palms. My breathing speeds up as tears roll down my face. I bend over to hold my hands on my knees to keep me steady.

 A hand lands lightly on my shoulder as another gets placed on my cheek. A voice mumbles softly, "Louis, open your eyes. Open them Louis." I reluctantly obey and see Marcel holding onto me. "You're about to have a panic attack. Okay, just calm your breathing and stop thinking about... everything."

 I shake my head as my breathing continues to speed up. He puts both hands on my face as he tries to get me to focus. He wipes the tears but they don't stop coming down. He looks at me with wide eyes, trying to think of the best way to handle this. 

 Marcel suddenly leans forward and connects our lips. I'm taken back with his actions, but I just enjoy the kiss. His lips are so soft, he's a little forceful but that's okay.
I knew he would be. 

Our kiss last forever. Just me and Marcel, lips pushing against each other. He pulls away with a blush and swallows, "It's supposed to stop panic attacks..." I nod, noticing I'm breathing normally now. He steps back and clears his throat, "I suppose we should train for what's to come. I will not let that bastard kill my brother."

I nod and start going over plans I just thought of and start making ways for us to train our powers and use them to save the world.