Mad World. (A Larry Stylinson/Peter Pan crossover)

(6) ... Bring it on.

Sort of a filler Chapter. But it's an extra long filler Chapter! And you also get to meet a few new Characters in this Chapter, lucky you. 

This Chapter is dedicated to Frances! Because she always motivates me to update, LOVE YOU FRANCES!   I've also based the Characters off a few of my friends. SOME PERSONALITIES OF A FEW OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY IS FOR THE PURPOSE OF THE PLOT, I'M NOT HATING ON ANYONE, OK? So please comment, Vote and Fan? 

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With a last squeeze of Harry’s hand, Louis immediately began drawing Captain Hook’s attention away. He flew away from Harry and began circling the ship, enjoying the shade of red the Captain’s face was becoming. “Hello Hook! Nice whether we’re having, wouldn’t you agree?” Louis shouted cheekily, indicating to the pink shade of the sky. “How have you been then?”

The answer being a cannon being fired in his direction, Louis immediately laughed and dodged the fire without difficulty. “You know,” He said, resting his hand upon his cheek thoughtfully. “It’s a shame you don’t know how to fly, Hook. We’d almost be evenly matched!” Louis screamed then dodged the attack easily once again.

Whilst this was going on, Niall was easily directing Harry out of Hook’s vision. Harry was letting out worried words regarding Louis but Niall just concentrated on getting Harry safe. Once firmly on the ground, Harry followed Niall half heartedly, praying that Louis was alright. Harry walked through endless trees, avoided numerous insects, and gazed upon a number of different colours before finally arriving in what looked like a clearing. Harry only had time to look at it for a moment, however before he fell to the floor, and losing consciousness along the way. He landed lifelessly on the grass.

Niall turned swiftly around at the sound, and screamed in horror at the sight. He noticed Harry had blood oozing down his neck, and the girls were stood behind Harry’s body, looking quite pleased with themselves. Niall, being the Irish fairy that he was, began to swear uncontrollably in front of the girls. “Fuck... this is not good. This is not good at all! Louis fucking trusted me with one fucking job: keep Harry safe” Niall spoke the last part imitating Louis’ voice. “And now look what’s happened! I turn my fucking back for a minute! One bloody minute! And you’ve killed Harry. Oh dear lord.” Niall finished with a grunt. He was about to say something to all the girls when he heard Louis’ voice in the distance.

“Girls! I know what happens to Cinderella at the end! A person comes to her house with the glass slipper; she tries it on and BAM! Married to the Prince by the end of the month. And how do I know this? I’ve met a boy called Harry who tells stories...” Louis trailed off as soon as he saw Harry’s pale, lifeless body lying on the grass.

A deep, horrifying feeling spread through Louis’ chest, and before he could even think, he glared at the girls in hatred. He could never properly hate them, though, no matter who they kill. Half of them were his sister’s... so he couldn’t really judge. Lottie raised an eyebrow. “Well, it wasn’t me.” She spoke; her dark blonde hair was pulled back in a neat braid. Louis was suspicious, considering she was the oldest... but said no more.

He turned to Fizzy. “Nope.” She said, without even glancing at him. She was on the floor, with the twins, Daisy and Phoebe, tying knots in the grass. Her darker hair was braided as well as the twins, (who he didn’t bother to question) he turned to his next victim.

Having no relation to him what so ever, Amelia stared at Louis and silently dared him to interrogate her. Amelia had short brunette straight hair with streaks of gold, sparkling blue eyes and a daring look set on her face. “... Okay, I psychically can’t, so...” She answered.