Part 1

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June 1st, 2016: 2:58 a.m.
      Harry's dazed eyes flit across the van as he searches for Louis. He hears shouting, but it sounds distant and muddled. Everything around him is blobs, but none with those blue eyes.
"Louis," He says weakly. His voice barely audible. Suddenly, Louis' face comes into focus, illuminated by dim streetlights. His pupils blown from the adrenaline pumping through his veins, and his soft light-brown hair glued to his forehead with sweat.
"Yes, love, I'm right here," Louis says frantically. He scrambles to find something to replace the bloodied bandana haphazardly placed over Harry's wound.
"Do I look cool?"
Louis smiles shakily. "Babe, you look so cool."

"We'll give you one more fight."

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