Fighting For Love ❬ 1D Adventure Novel ❭

love.

I AM SO SORRY. 

For all those people out there who still read this, and are fans of FFL- MY SINCEREST APOLOGIES. Here is a chapter as an apology present :( I love you all, VOTE COMMENT FAN (you know the drill)

Love always,

Marianne

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 “love.” 

[ recap ]

"Is it gone yet?" Niall hissed through his teeth, huddled in a corner next to Liam with his eyes tightly shut and his ears covered by his hands. Awww, poor baby!

"Not yet…" Brendan and Tia said, asking us to hush. They probably must know what is going on, 'cos I really don't from where I was situated.

It was getting uncomfortably cramped inside here, considering my back was right on the wall, and I had to squish up right next to Zayn and Tia, with barely any arm space. Harry though, was taking up all the space. 

"Haz, could you shuffle to the left a little? I'm squished," I whispered. He did as he was told, and he moved a couple of plastic jars and bottles around so that he could shift. 

As he was moving more stuff around, suddenly his face paled and he looked down to where his hand was touching and-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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I instantly reached out and clamped Harry’s mouth shut to muffle his screams, while Brendan shuffled closer to the door positioned so that he could defend us from whatever it is that awaited us outside.

“What the hell Harry!” Zayn’s voice hissed angrily.

I stared at Harry’s still abnormally wide eyes and squirming body; clearly he was extremely uncomfortable about something. I gave Zayn a pointed look for being so snappy, then turned back to Harry.

“Now you promise not to scream again, and tell me whatever it is you screamed about once I let go, okay?” I told him sternly, shining the torchlight in his direction.

He nodded uneasily, his eyes still wide open. With his promise, I slowly let go of the grip I held on his mouth.

The curly head gasped for breath then continued to squirm away from the place he previously sat at and pushed various vials of liquid and containers away.

"Sta-ay awa-ay,” He spoke slowly, “from there.”

“What? Why?” Liam asked.

Something mustn’t be right about this.

Being the one with the torch, I pushed Harry aside next to where Louis was sat, and I moved in closer to where he sat.

I shined the beams of light at the area.

“Holy CRAP!” A high-pitched, petrified squeal sounded.

        Oh, it came from my mouth.

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I was doing something I never thought I would ever do in my life.

Yes, in fact. 

All of us were trapped inside what seemed like a tiny room, which actually is a massive room, full of dead bodies.