Louis

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THIRD PERSON P.O.V.

It was Tuesday and the boys were preparing for their mission. Harry, Liam and Niall were on their way to Nick and to say they were anxious was an understatement. If everything went well, they'd be free in a few hours and if not they were fucked big time. Zayn was still at school, but he should be leaving soon and him and Louis were about to meet up a few blocks from Nick's house to be ready to intervene in case something unpredictable happened.

Louis was still at home, he had one more thing to do before he was ready to leave. His head hurt like hell and his heart was pounding in his chest like crazy, but he wasn't sure if he was just anxious or if it was because of his physical state. He grabbed one of his pills and swallowed it quickly just in case. Normally they would kick in within a few minutes, but as he sat in front of his laptop it still wasn't getting any better. For now he pushed the bad feeling away and opened his mail with trembling hands. What was wrong with him? He took a deep breath to control himself and the trembling of his hands actually vanished after a while.

He had already prepared his termination, so he opened a new mail and pasted it in there. He set the date and time on Thursday at eight in the morning, so in case something went wrong it would be sent out if he couldn't do it himself. He had the feeling that something was going to go wrong, so he wanted to be prepared for everything. He wouldn't be surprised if Nick would call the cops on him if he found out and with Louis' termination he could at least save the reputation of the school a little bit.

He closed his laptop and got up from the dining table, but he felt dizzy and held onto the chair inhaling and exhaling deeply. The dizziness didn't vanish even when he closed his eyes tightly and he knew if he'd let go of the chair now he'd fall, so he grabbed the backrest even tighter and stood there without moving an inch for over five minutes when his heartbeat picked up and he felt it hammering in his chest so hard that it started to hurt. He clutched his chest and swayed trying to breathe, but his lungs just didn't do their job. His dry throat tightened and his vision became blurry until he could barely see anything, but he took a careful step towards the sink to get something to drink. And then another. Sweat started to drip down his forehead and suddenly he felt so hot he just wanted to tear his clothes off.

His ears were ringing what made his headache even worse, but he still felt himself breathing hard. The sink was only a meter away and Louis stretched out his arm to get a hold of the counter, but failed and only grabbed the air.

He stumbled as he lost orientation and turned his head in every direction trying to make out his surroundings, but his brain didn't seem to function properly anymore. The sound of his rapidly beating heart sounded through his ears and he barely heard himself cry out as a stinging pain shot through his chest once more. It was all too much and he didn't have the power over his body anymore when he lost balance and hit the counter with his head and crashed to the floor, his phone sliding out of his pocket and over the ground.

He tried to raise his arm to grab the phone, but he couldn't move, it was as if he was paralysed. He wanted to shout for help, but when he opened his mouth- or at least he thought he did- nothing came out. The only thing he could hear and feel was the beating of his heart which was way too fast to continue working any longer. Tears welled up in his eyes because now he knew it was over.

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Harry, Liam and Niall sat in Nick's living room working on their project, but the boys' thoughts weren't on their topic, instead they waited for Nick to leave the room anxiously. His laptop was standing on the coffee table and they just needed a perfect moment to jump into action. Their victory was at hand and they were cautiously watching every move Nick made, their tension radiated from their bodies which thankfully got unnoticed by Nick.

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