Take My Wild Heart {Book Two of the Blue Hearts Trilogy} (boyxboy)

Chapter Two: Stars

Liam's POV

"Michael." I hold Mike as he lays on the bed. "Mike he's okay, Alyssa's not going to hurt him." Michael looks up at me and says "Are you kidding? She'll kill him the first chance she gets! He's probably dead already!" I look him dead in the eyes and say "He is not dead, I would be able to feel if he was dead or not. He's not dead." I say firmly. "We need to find him." "You need to sleep!" I yell at him. "Liam, this girl is ruining our lives, I am not standing for it anymore." Michael picks up his phone and dials a number. "Michael! Do you know what time it is?" Her voice is high pitched "Where is he?" Mike says. I stay back behind him. "Zayn say hi!" I hear her say. "Mike...don't listen to her, I'm okay." I hear Zayn say. "Zayn! Zayn! oh my god you're alive!" Mike turns to me with tears in his eyes. "Let's make a trade." Alyssa says. "I'll give you Zayn, if you give me you." She says in the phone. "Deal, Meet in the parking lot of St. Thomas High School. Twenty minutes." Mike hangs up the phone. "You can't be serious." I ask him. He then picks up his phone, and starts typing. Once he stops typing he says nothing and hands me the phone. "I'm not serious, as soon as she hands Zayn over you're going to pull a gun out and shoot her, shoot me too if necessary." it read. "I'm not going to-" He stops me by kissing me. "I love you okay?" He says. "I love you too babe." I pull him in for a long hug, Mike resting his head on my chest. "You sure about this?" I ask him. "No." I hear him say. "Okay then, let's go." I tell him. He squeezes one last time and then lets go of my body. We get in the car and I plug the keys into the ignition. Mike opens the glove compartment and pulls out a loaded gun. "Here, don't even think about not shooting her because I'm in the way." He tells me. I look at him with the gun in my hand. "What then? Why? Mike this whole thing happening, it's not about me, or Zayn, or anyone else! It's about you, without you, she wins! This whole fight would be nothing with you not alive!" I yelled. "I love you, but I need you to do this for me!" Mike looked at me with teary eyes. I pull in for a kiss, and he does the same, his tongue moves around my mouth, I pull off and say to him "Please don't die." All he does is nod. he gives me directions to the school. As we roll up I see a small white car, with Alyssa standing there, with Zayn, his hands tied with a zip tie. I stop the car and Michael gets out, as do I. I make the gun invisible behind my back. "No funny shit Mikey, just walk over and I hand him over." She says. Zayn looks different, he seems distraught and shaky. Mike starts to walk, She pushes Zayn to the car, he stumble and bumps into Mike. They look at each other. "You're mental." Zayn says. "I know." Mike says, they hug one last time and then they keep walking. Then Alyssa does something to piss me off so much, she pulls Mike into her and she forces her lips onto his. My anger causes me to reach for the gun, and I shoot her three times. Mike screams as she drops to the ground. "Let's go!" I yell. I watch Mike shake as he walks over to me. "Get in the car!" I yell to him. Mike gets into the car and sits in the back seat, Alyssa's blood scattered across his face. The car ride back is silent, full of heavy breaths coming from both Zayn and Mike. I puff through my nose. When we get back to the house, Mike tells Zayn and I "I-I'm going to shower, to get all this s-shit off of me." I smile at him. "We did it." I say. "No...She won't give up that easy...She's not dead." I look at him with a confused face, "I shot her! Of course she's dead!" I say. He just shakes her head. "She looked me dead in the eye as she landed on the ground Liam, she was telling me that if I run, if I go with you that you'll die, both of you." He looks at Zayn, His hair is silver, his beard is grown out. "Hi Zaynie." Mike says. "We shouldn't have done that, you guys really have no idea what she is capable of." Zayn says. We look at him as he holds himself. "We'll talk about everything in the morning, right now I need a fucking shower." Mike says. He turns on his heel and walks into the bathroom. I hear the water start and the glass door sliding open and close. "What did she do to you Zee?" I ask him. "Unspeakable things, Liam we all have to leave soon, she has the entire house under surveillance, I swear it looked like a damn security guards surveillance monitor." Zayn says shakily. With that I hear something in the bathroom fall with a thud. I sprint to it, finding Mike on the floor in fetal position. I don't even care about me getting wet, I slide the door open and don't even ask if I could help him up, I just pick him up and bring him to the bedroom. He is clean of the girl's blood, his eyes are open. "Liam." he says. "Yeah baby?" I say look at him. "Please, promise me something?" I hear him say. "Anything." "Don't let her kill me, if she tries to kill me, make sure you're the one who ends it all for me."

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When we get up, everyone is talking about something, it's muffled, it's most likely about Zayn being there. "Liam stay with me. I don't want to get up." Mike says, playing with my hair. I kiss his mouth, and say "Ten more minutes, then we get up because I am quite hungry." He smiles a bit. "why are you so cute, why do I have someone as great as you?" Mike's face changes from a small smile to a wide one. "I never got to say this, but I am so sorry, for making you do that video, being such a dick to you, fuck Mike I even slapped you and your sister!" I yell at him. "You were forgiven a long ass time ago Li." "I know but Mike I was an awful boyfriend! I don't know what happened but when she shot me, a part of me realized that I needed to change, that I was an awful person, friend and boyfriend, but also that i needed to be different for you to truly love me." He kisses me as I finish my sentence, "I do love you, Liam, I don't think I'd be here if you weren't. I love you. I really fucking love you dammit." With that Mike gets up and so do I. When Mike opens the door and we are immediately bombarded with questions. "Why is Zayn here?" "How did you get him?" "What did you do?" Mike turned to me and I pulled him into my chest, saying to the rest of them "He needs some space, one question at a time." Alex goes up to him first, she grabs his arms as he speaks. "I called her yesterday, asking her where she was keeping Zayn. She wanted to make a trade off, me for Zayn. So I agreed, with the plan of killing her as we traded. I gave Liam the gun in the glove compartment, telling him to shoot her even if I was in the way or not. So when we traded, she kissed me and as soon as she pulled off the kiss Liam shot her three times." Mike sat down on the couch next to Zayn. "Is she dead?" Caitlin asked. "No, Far from it, she was still breathing when she got to the ground, she stared at me as I ran." Zayn sits up. "Can the two of us have some alone time?" Zayn asks. No one says anything, we all leave in utter silence, knowing that Zayn really has something to say.

Mike's POV

"Hey Zee." I say. "How are you Mikey?" I see his eyes, hazel, they are brighter than the sun. "It's been a little shaky. I missed you so much." Zayn grips my hand. "We need to get out of here." "But this is my home, I can't leave." I say to him. "She's watching this happen, she has secret cameras all over the house. She made me watch you and Liam, she told me that you'd never love me like that." "Where are the cameras?" I stand up off the couch looking around for them. Zayn stays sitting down. "Theres one right up there in the corner of the fireplace, there's one in your dresser, one in the shower, one in the kitchen." I look at the fireplace and find a small circular black dot. I grab a pair of pliers and tug it out of the wall. Zayn gets up and brings me to everyplace where she had placed the camera, I pulled every single one out. "I think we should bring these to the police, we can get her detained." Zayn said. I didn't listen to him, I stomp on them hard. "Mike, we could have used those!" "Zayn! Liam shot her, that is a crime! He is not going to jail!" I yell at him. "You seem to forget that she shot you! Twice! and Liam!" Zayn bellows in my face. "What did she do to you? You're different, more...mean." I look into his eyes, which are now turning red. "You need to kill her." "Don't worry Zee, I plan on it." I say to him walking away. "Mike one more thing." I hear him say. I snap my head in his direction. "yeah?" I say, he stirs then out of nowhere his lips are on my own and I lose myself in him.

Liam's POV

Mike walks back into our room. "I need lunch, now." he says straddling me. "what would you want?" I ask him with a smile on my face. "You." "That's cannibalism." I tell him. "Fuck you." he says. "Right now? I thought you said you were hungry?" I tease him. He slaps a hand on my chest, "don't hurt daddy!" I say. "Don't tease baby." He say leaning in closer. "C'mon, let's go get some food. You probably need it." I say patting his back. "One more kiss?" He asks. "Yeah" I whisper close to his lips. One last time out lips touch, and as they do the door creeks open and Zayn stands in the doorway. His face fell, and Mike pulled off quickly. "We're getting lunch, wanna come with?" he asks. "If you guys don't mind." Zayn smiles at Mike. I stand up and grab the keys, "what do you guys want?" "There's a cafe with really good grilled cheese and soup about fifteen minutes away from here? That sound good?" Mike turns to me and says. "great." I say. Mike asked anyone if they wanted to come, but none of them were hungry. I drove to the cafe, it was bigger than most cafes and warmer inside. we found a table ourselves, and ordered our food up at the counter, "I like your hair Zayn, it's different." I say. "thanks Li, how have things with you been?" he says quietly. "If I told you good I'd be lying to you." "how's Mike?" he asks me. "He's different, to be honest breaking up with you killed him. He would cry for days on end." I let him know. "I need to show you something" Zayn says pulling up his sleeve, there's a scar and a small lump under it. "what is it?" I ask, running over it with my thumb, "a tracker. She put a tracker in me."