irresistible||larry

Part 18

May 28, 10:27 pm.
The day of the collapse.

At the end, in the world remains just two type of people: The best, the one who fight for their life and don't give up, the one that believe in progress and society. And the bad guys, because liked or not, the bad guys never die.

So, when the sound of guns being loaded echoed in Louis head, he realized that he needed to fight. He needed to fight because he wasn't a bad guy. He wasn't going to magically survive because his conditions were miserable, and he wasn't planning on dying anytime soon. But you don't really control those stuff do you?

If the fate wanted Louis to die, then he was going to. It was easier to think about it that way.

"Each of us get a gun and a submachine gun, they're 15, but since they don't know we are coming, not all of them could be there, we need to be ready in case others arrives. We go in, shoot everything that moves, and go out. There will be an helicopter waiting for us." Liam spoke, and Louis tried so hard to focus on the words, he tried, but right now he couldn't even load a gun properly.

During the ride, Niall was eating, Liam and Zayn were talking, Harry was staring at Louis and Louis was staring at nothing. He zoomed out, not knowing how he was going to survive this mission without getting killed. Arrived in front of the building, they gathered in a circle, saying something that Louis wasn't able to understand, an didn't even try to.

Taking deep breaths, Louis blinked a few times trying to concentrate, he felt so out of place. It wasn't like that, usually, he liked pulling the trigger, he liked to see people begging for their life, it made him feel special. But now, all he could feel was emptiness. The door opened, and as Liam said, they started to shoot everything. It seemed to go well, really, Louis thought it was gonna go well.

But apparently, fate already made up its mind.

Its not that Louis was not a good agent, because he was, everyone knew it, it's just that sometimes you need a break from everybody, and he took it, he rested, but in his case, that wasn't enough.

Everything appended so fast, it's something impossible to describe. Louis wouldn't be able to do that, but in that moment, he was feeling guilty. It's in this kind of moments that you realize what you've done, you know. Louis felt guilty for every single person that died because of him. Or maybe he didn't, he was just craving some mercy. Either way, he wasn't going to say it.

It's just a moment, where everything flashes in front of your eyes, you don't even feel the pain that's consuming you because all you can see are the memories and moments that made you want to keep going, mixed to the one where you were ready to risk it all, mixed to the one where your heart was burning and all of your thoughts were numb and suicidal.

He remembered his sisters, the days were they would play together without a care in the world and fight over who got to eat the first piece of cake. The way they would fight over shampoo and ended up smelling the same.

He remembered his mother, the beautiful woman she was, the way she always made sure they had everything, even if after his father, she had nothing. She was ready to sacrifice everything for them, and Louis was so grateful that she knew how much he loved her.

He remembered the boys, how they would always find a way to cheer him up, but also how they taught him everything. Niall taught him to care less and have more fun, not to take things seriously. Zayn taught him to give no shit about what everyone says, proving it by dying his hair blue. Liam taught him to be strong, and it's lame, really, but he taught him how to fight and how to survive.

And lastly, his thoughts went to Harry. His beautiful Harry. Harry who never liked to shoot people, Harry who was such a good chef Louis thought he had a talent, even though he never told him that. Harry who was perfectly clumsy in everything he did, but so beautiful to take Louis' breath away. When they kissed Louis felt like he was floating, when Harry touched him his skin was burning. When he was gentle with him, Louis' heart felt heavy craving for him every single minute. And just like that, Louis realized it.

He did not just love Harry, he was in love with him. He was in love with every single thing about him that made him who he was, he was grateful for every single tiny cell that created him. It's funny how this things comes to your mind in moments like this.

Louis closed his eyes, letting the bullet pierce the flesh of his chest. It didn't hurt anymore, it was just okay. As the blood was starting to spread on the ground, Louis' last thought went to himself.

And just like that, everything was gone.