AMANDA'S POV
Tears had started to stream down my face as Zayn held his gun up to Louis' head. Louis, being the dumbass that he was, was just smiling at me as if everything was going to be okay. Sometimes I wondered why Louis did this stuff for me, he should have just watched me die instead of having himself get killed. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out, I was too upset to say anything. The only noise that came from me was the sound of me crying.
"Any last words?" Zayn asked Louis with a smirk.
When Zayn said those words I realized how real this actually was. I shut my eyes, I obviously couldn't watch this. I heard some movement before the loud gunshot pierced the air. I felt something quickly jump on me and start to move around. I opened my eyes to see Harry grinning down at me as he untied me. As soon as I was untied I stood up. I felt two arms wrap around me and lift me off the ground. As soon as the person set me down I looked at him, it was Louis. On the ground sat Zayn who was still holding the gun, Harry must have done something which caused Zayn to fall and shoot the gun off at nothing. Liam was kneeling next to Zayn as he literally picked Zayn up off the ground.
Harry ushered Louis and I out of the room. Harry quickly ran outside to his car that was parked in the driveway. Louis quickly got into the car after me. Harry already had the car turned on seeing how he got in before us. As soon as Harry started backing away from the house Zayn was in the doorway with Liam. Zayn pointed the gun at the car and Louis wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. Zayn shot the gun, the bullet hit the windshield causing the glass to shatter.
We quickly got away from the house and were now driving down the highway. The car was silent. Louis kept looking at my cheek where Liam had cut me with the knife. Even though I kept telling him I was fine he would just ignore me and tell me that I wasn't. After a long time I finally spoke.
"Harry, why did you do that?" I asked him.
"Well, I told you that I'd save you." He replied with a grin.
"Thanks." I said as I rested my head on Louis' chest. Louis immediately started playing with my hair.
"You're welcome. I wouldn't be able to watch Louis die, you'd go insane and it would just be terrible." He said.
After the short conversation the car was silent once again. There truly wasn't much to talk about, none of us wanted to talk about what was just about to happen less than an hour ago. After about an hour and a half I finally could tell where we were. Harry pulled up to Louis' house.
"Well, let me know if you ever need help again, okay?" He said.
"Alright, thanks Harry." I said with a smile.
Louis and I walked up the steps to his house. Once we were inside we sat down on his couch together.
"Maybe you should go to the hospital for that, just get it looked at." He said stroking the cut on my cheek.
"If you really think I should I guess I will." I said.
"Thank you, I thought I was going to have to force you to go." He said with a grin.
"I figured if someone risked their life to save me I should probably listen to what they say because they obviously care about me." I said.
I smiled up at him as he grinned down at me. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. His lips were soft and warm, I could kiss them all day long really. It was a quick kiss though, kind of like a peck on the lips. He pulled away but he kept his face close to mine.
"I love you." He whispered into the quiet air. It was silent for awhile before I finally spoke.
"I love you too." I said as I pressed my lips against his again.
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Dark (A Louis Tomlinson story.)
FanfictionTo everyone who doesn't know Louis Tomlinson, they'd think he is sweet and funny, but to Amanda, he is intimidating. Louis was once just a dark figure in an alleyway, but what is he now? A kidnapper? A boy who is hopelessly in love?