Louis' feet are starting to bleed. But he can't stop moving, he can't let them find him.
or they one where Louis and his friends go camping at their usual spot and meet a group of people who are anything but who they say they are.
****WARNING****
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The first song is Run by JOJI and the second is No Quarter by Led Zeppelin.
A/N: The songs I have in the media should be played around the ** mark in the story, especially the second. Maybe play them as you go, get yourself in that mood a little before the ** mark.
This is my first story that I'm serious about and that I have fully finished. I had help writing it by the wonderful levelofcharm so go check them out.
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It's dark in the room, the ticking of the clock in the corner rings loud in the silent bedroom while Louis stares at the ceiling. His feet waggle nervously even in the comfort of the bed and his stomach feels like a knotted rope that's pulling in two different directions. A harsh gust of wind blows at his window, and he tenses for a second, his nerves getting the best of him.
Nothing's new, the annual hiking trip that him, Niall, Liam, and Zayn take every year is just a day away, but he can't put his finger on it. Something feels different, he can't tell if it's just the excitement or if he's anxious. He has everything he could need packed and ready to go so it can't be that.
He turns to his stomach, reaching his hand down to run his fingers over the forest green nylon hiking pack that is sitting at the bottom of his bed. He remembers looking at items and stuffing them into his bookbag haphazardly just in case.
Niall shouts from a distance, startling Louis, "Louis, don't forget your toothbrush! Last year we all had to smell your breath for three days."
Louis rolls his eyes. "Of course I have it!" Louis shouts back confidently, but checks his bag suspiciously finding his toothbrush with a sigh. Clipping the gold clasps shut, Niall's heavy footsteps on the hardwood enter Louis' room.
"Niall, I feel weird. I can't tell if I'm super excited or what." Niall holds a water bottle in one hand and hops onto the bed.
"Well, it's just the boys, as always." Niall takes his empty hand to lightly nudge Louis' shoulder. Louis' energy not matching, Niall puts both of his hands on Louis' body and pumps up and down. Louis' laughing while bouncing on the bed, beginning to groan from the pressure of Niall's hands.
"You're. So. Excited." Niall punctuates each word with a shove.
Louis gasps while laughing, his face turning pink, "Okay, okay! I'm excited!"
Niall lets go of Louis with a smile, "Good, now head to bed, we have to leave early to get to Liam and Zayn's." Louis nods and says 'goodnight', climbing under the plaid covers.
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Ringing in Louis' ears brings his eyes open, slipping his leg out from under the blankets, a yawn escaping his mouth. Familiar footsteps creak on the wood flooring, a deep yawn echoes in the hall, "Good morning, Lou." Niall whispers, offering a wave as he walks by Louis' open door.
