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Chapter 12 - Zayn

Louis' POV

Harry and I had been together officially for 5 days. It had been going great. It scared me how hard I had fallen, how in deep I am, but I'm too selfish to let him go. I still haven't told him I love him, it's too dangerous.

There's certain people out there that if they found out about Harry or my feelings towards the boy, he could get hurt.

As I was saying though, everything had been going incredible, until today. I was sitting on the couch when the doorbell rang. It was quite early and Harry was still sleeping so I took my chances and answered the door.

I was surprised, needless to say, that it was my best friend. Zayn Malik. Zayn knows about everything I've done, knows about the obsession I had with stalking Harry, he knows about every horrible crime I've committed. And he knows about the people that make me do it.

"Zayn? Why are you here?" You may be wondering why my best friend showing up is a bad thing, this is why.

"Where's Harry?" He asked, and my eyes widened in shock.

"Who?" I coughed, regaining composure.

"Harry Styles. Don't play dumb with me Lou, I know he's here. I need to speak with him." He said sternly.

"Speak with him about what, specifically?" I asked, acting as if I was totally innocent in this mess. Though I definitely wasn't.

"About you!" He snapped. "Louis! You can't keep him here, I'm sick and tired of what happens every time you kidnap someone! I was never okay with the concept to begin with but when those assholes made you do those horrible things to innocent people I couldn't just let that happen anymore. I tried to run away from you but that helped no one. Harry is all over the news, Louis. Everyone is looking for him, I met his friends Liam and Niall. They can't lose him Lou..."

My bottom lip began to tremble, I would never do to Harry what I did to those poor people before him. I can barely look at myself in the mirror now because of it, but if I did that to Harry... I couldn't even live with myself. It hurts that Zayn assumes I'd do that to my Hazza but at the same time I don't blame him. I'm so fucked up that I scare myself.

"Zayn I-I.. I don't want that to happen to him but I can't just let him go. If he leaves we'll never see each other again and if he ever tries to come back to find me they'll get him first." I whispered hoarsely.

"Wait. Hold on." Zayn shook his head. "Why would he come back for you?"

"Because he loves me!" I cried, literally cried. I know Zayn is right but I can't lose him, it's even more dangerous than him staying with me. I can protect him here. I can't do that if he's somewhere out in the world where I'm never gonna see him again.

"Jesus Christ... Louis! How could you let this happen!? How could you do that to him!?" He shouted, causing me to whimper like the pathetic jerk I am. "If they find out they'll kill him! Or even worse, they'll make you kill him!"

"I wouldn't do that!"I screamed desperately. "I wouldn't do that to Harry! I can't hurt him, I need him!! I'm not gonna let that happen!"

"You don't know that, Louis! They made you kill the past 5! They'll make you kill him too! You know that!"

"I won't let them! I won't!" I sobbed. God, I really am pathetic.

"Then they'll kill you both!" He growled, abruptly ending the conversation. I wanted to go to Harry right now, I want him to hold me and insist he loves me and tell me stupid jokes and I want him to tell me we're gonna be okay. But he was right. Zayn was right. I didn't wanna believe it but I know it's true. If I don't do something to stop this, Harry's gonna... Oh god.

"Louis?" Zayn said warily as my body started to sway, my breaths becoming shallow and uneasy. "Louis! Breathe! I'm not gonna let anything happen to either of you, okay? Do you trust me?" I nodded my head, trying hard to keep my breathing steady.

"Okay. Both of you need to stay inside this house. Do not leave under any circumstances. I think I know how to get you both out of this but you have to listen to everything I say."

"I'm sorry Zayn..." I croaked. I owed him that much.

"We don't have time for that. I have to go. I'll keep in touch okay? Pack your things, I'll be back in 3 days." He promised.

And just like that he was gone. I closed the door, locking all 4 different locks I had on it before sliding down it. As I hit the ground my phone buzzed.

Zayn: Barricade the doors and windows. Stay in the basement. Turn off the upstairs lights. Pack all your clothes. Always have your phone with you.

As soon as I read through it, I was rushing up as fast as I could to find things to push in front of the doors and windows. I was just about to shove a towel through the cracks of the door when-

"You killed them..."

Oh shit.

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A/N okay so I know it's been a while and this probably wasn't the best chapter and it wasn't the longest but it's about to get super crazy I promise. The next chapter is gonna be really long.

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