OTP One-Shots (Requests Welcome)

Larry Stylinson

Demonslyer AU

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Harry glared at Zayn, who decided smoking outside in a sketchy ally was in his best interest.

"I'm going back in," he said after a few seconds, stepping back into the dingy motel they'd been sent to. It was late and everyone was out. Spring break. Who wasn't partying. Harry wasn't. Honestly he wanted to be at home with Gemma and his mom more than anything. As he fumbled to find his keys in his pockets there was yelling and he turned around as an old man went full out sprinting, faster than Harry could, down the hall. A boy followed behind him. The kid couldn't have ben more than a year or two older than Harry, but he wasn't thinking about that. He was thinking about the dagger in the boys hand. The boy let go of it and it went sailing into the old man's back. He collapsed, his entire body disintegrating into ash.

"Yeah, I got the demon, but someone's here... Niall, he's our age, it's not good to work... But he's cute... Then I'll just bring him in. Okay." The boy turned to Harry, who'd begun backing up down the hall.

"What the-"

"Don't say anything right now. I have to take you somewhere. I promise I'm not here to hurt you." Harry started to turn around and then stopped.

"Who were you talking to?"

"One of my partners."

"How many of you are there ?"

"In my group or in total?" Harry held up two fingers, staring at the pile of ash on the dirty carpet.

"4 of us. Me, Niall, Liam, and Perrie. Around the world probably two for every demon."

"How many demons are there?" That question was more hesitant than the other.

"Maybe 3 million." Harry held himself up with the wall. He was not a person who was going to keep his cool while someone told him demons existed.

"Why do you need to take me? Where?"

"Because you saw me kill that thing. You need to be 'briefed'. Can't tell you exactly where it is, but you'll see."

"Did you say Perrie?"

"Yeah."

"Edwards?"

"... Yeah."

"Do you know Zayn then?" Louis started at him, wide eyed and confused.

"He's... Is he here?" Harry looked confused again.

"Yes, why are you making that face?"

"Zayn went rouge two years ago, refused to hunt. Still goes out with Perrie though. Where is he?"

"Outside. Smoking." Louis grabbed Harry's arm and started dragging him away.

"What the hell?!"

"Hush." Harry eventually just followed Louis, who eventually let go of him. They both walked away from the run down motel towards the heart of the city, passed the Big Ben, across the bridge and back out of the city. There was a staircase off to the side of a building going down into the ground and Louis took it. Harry followed. There was a door about a floor down and then another set of stairs. It smelled damp and mossy, but one more door and there was a huge room. Twenty computers were lined up neatly on either side, some of them were on, running codes. Louis tapped at one of the ones that were off.

"What's that?" Harry asked, pointing to the hole in the middle of the room.

"Look," Louis said, gesturing to it and looking back at the screen. Harry looked down and jumped back. There were things crawling at the ground. He turned around and went back to Louis. Someone walked in.