Love&Affection | Larry Stylinson

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"Niall!" I screamed feeling my throat start to bleed. "No come on please you have to wake up. It's okay baby I can fix it. You're okay."

Pushing the hoodie over his stomach I scream again but there was nothing. "Zayn!"

I carried him up the stairs, falling to my kneels half way. The splitters from the frayed edges of the steps digging into my knees.

I had to fix this. Falling again I finally make it to the bathroom, not a single person in sight.

"You can't have bled that much you'd be dead." Nothing was clicking into place. One minute I'm setting a guy free and the next I'm laying in a pool of my boyfriends blood.

I felt sick trying to fix this.

I was starting to wonder if it was just his blood or if I'd skipped over something while stuck in a haze. "Damn it Niall where are you."

I'd called every single one of them. Not a single one answered.

I threw my phone into the sink. "Okay baby. We got this. I'm gonna fix you and you're gonna be perfect and then. We're getting fucking married because fuck if I know what I'm doing. So we're gonna get married."

Kissing his bloody lips I wipe my mouth off on my clean- ish shirt. "I can fix it it's fine. You're not dead. You're alive and you're breathing I can see you breathing. That's good."

Then my phone started ringing. I swear I'd almost thrown up, the name on the phone shouldn't have been used.

"I'm baaaaccckkk." She laughs before hanging up again. "Oh my god. Oh my god I'm not insane- no I mean I am insane but I'm not insane for reasons like this."

Thinking about it made me sick. I'd stitched him up as fast as I could but as best I could.

Calling and calling them all into to have Nia pick up the phone. "Daddy we're at the library I'll call you back later."

She was in my fucking house. They were all missing and she was in my fucking house.

"Okay, baby I know you're in pain and you nearly died and I know this is, quite possibly the worst timing. But I really need you to help me right now. My kids missing they're all missing and- baby! Get up!"

He shoots up taking in a deep breath. "Oh thank fucking god. I thought I'd killed you."

"You almost fucking did! Talking some bullshit in Latin that I didn't understand and then you started fucking stabbing me screaming about how I know everything."

"Ohhh, shit yeah no Jose definitely put something somewhere and it triggered me and- Nia is missing. Oh god I just placed it together that she's actually missing."

"Again? Goddamn it Louis- why are you covered in blood?" My eye twitches. "That's a great question. Let's find out."

"All I remember is you yelling and someone came down to check on you then I passed out and-" my heart sank. "Riley?" Falling to the floor I wipe the blood from her face. "Riley?"

"Louis I think she's dead." He whispered. "Why? What's-" her heart was missing. Her entire heart was missing. Like it had been carved out. "No," I choked out. "No. No."

"Louis we have to go and find them." The image wasn't leaving my head. "Harry she's dead. She's dead I can't- I can't leave her. I can't leave her like this."

"We have to go and find the others." He picks me up from the floor carrying me out from the basement. "Riley!"

I'd blinked a few times. Felt the tears dry up over my eyes. And then it was gone.

That entire hole they'd all managed to fill it, had been shot. I couldn't feel anything. I was sat in the passengers side of my car drenched in one of my best friends blood. Feeling nothing.

I felt that maybe I could just leave the country, let it all go and move on with my life.

I could've killed them all and gone somewhere else. Taken all the money I'd saved up over the years and gone on to do nothing. 

No friends, no life. Just this same thing in a rainier place.

But then I felt his hand rest on my lap.

My plan was gone.

It was warm, and I was happy. We were all by the pool that we didn't own.

We were all there.

Even Nelly.

I hadn't blinked in a while, this was the calmest I'd ever been.

"How do I tell my best friend, that the only person he has ever loved. Is dead? How do I tell him it was me?" I asked staring blankly at the rainy windshield. "I'm not sure."

"How do we know they're not all dead too? How do we know I didn't kill if of them too? Can't fuck up anymore now can I. Harry I don't- I don't think I deserve the kind of person you are. I think I deserve another me."

I let out a sigh. "Nothing, I deserve nothing. That's what I am. That's what I have always been. I'm shallow and I'm awful and I'm a whole empty vessel of negativity. Every hit that I take just seems to take it's effect on everyone around me. I don't deserve anything."

"Louis how do you know you even killed her? It could've been anybody I mean you weren't even there when you stabbed me."

"Oh, god. I just, I can feel it. I was lay there in her blood Harry. It was me, you and her. You can't get into my house without a thumbprint. It was me, I just know that it was me."

"Riley could've come in and rushed down. Not had time to close the door." The car stops. "It's an automatic door. If one person scans, one person gets in. No more and no less."

"Well let's go get the rest of them and we can figure out this whole thing together." I take the bat from under my seat. And then the other from under Harry's. "Two?"

"I'm in a weird mood and I feel like, carrying two bats might help me feel better." There was blood all over my seat.

I hadn't said a word, I didn't care. "Harry there is blood on my seats."

"I know I'm sorry." The bottom of my bats hit the ground.

"Nelly is alive."