I Want to Believe In Me (AU Larry Stylinson and Ziall Horlik)

Chapter 10 x

Chapter 10

[Niall’s POV]

“I thought you would’ve been more on your game Horan.”

I didn’t turn to look for the voice. Instead I stayed looking at the door. I knew exactly who that voice belonged to.

“Turns out they kicked out the wrong student out of the academy.”

“Niall,” Harry started.

“Stay calm and still Harry. Just don’t panic,” I said as calmly as I could. I couldn’t have Harry freaking out on me. I needed him to stay calm, especially for the sake of Zayn and Louis. I didn’t know how they were feeling. For all I know they could be one moment away from a breakdown.

I heard a light landing, which led me to assume that the gunman had been sitting above in the rafters.

“You’re not going to say hello to an old friend?”

I sighed and turned around, “I thought we already made our introductions Mr. Murrs.”

I was staring straight into the barrel of a gun when I had spun around.

“This is true,” Olly said with a mocking grin. “My apologies love.”

“Don’t call me love,” I sneered.

Olly moved the gun to use it to tilt up my chin. “But love, you’re still as pretty as the day we met.”

“All you did was call me pretty and used me.”

“But I know you enjoyed every minute of it.” Olly smiled with viciousness written all over his face.

I needed to do something, but I needed to make sure Harry knew to get behind the couch.

I held up 5 fingers behind my back, praying that Harry would see them.

[Harry’s POV]

I was scared for Niall. He had a gun pressed under his chin. I needed to do something, but what? I looked at Louis and his face was slathered in fear. Zayn on the other hand looked emotionless.

I withheld a sigh and looked down. As I began to make my sight face the floor, I stopped at one of Niall’s hand that was located behind his back. It pointed towards the couch and then flipped to a five. I stared for his hand for a few moments as he continued the weird gesture. Then I realized what he was saying. He wanted me to get back behind the couch with Zayn and Louis. I guess he meant in five.

I coughed as a sign I got the message, but I guess that wasn’t the smartest way.

“Do you want me to blow that tickle out of your throat?” Olly said to me. I shook my head frantically and proceeded to stand there.

Louis looked over at me and gave a look that said ‘What the hell are you doing Styles? Help us!’. I just looked back at him with no emotion on my face. I just had to get him out of here and keep him safe. Well I mean him and Zayn. Because I am not growing attached to Louis. I refuse to believe that I am.

“Hey Olly,” Niall said with amusement in his voice. I knew he was about to countdown to five. Niall always did get a little excited before action. We could be completely bored and if a fight is about to break out, Niall gets really hyped.

“I can give you five reasons I would never get back with you.”

“Oh really Ni? Please do tell,” Olly said as he began to lower the gun.

“One, you are short. Two you have clammy hands. Three your fashion sense is subpar.” Niall was rattling off; on the other hand I had begun to wrap my hands around Louis and Zayn’s waists. I knew we had to be quick and since they didn’t know what was going on, I was going to have to take matters into my own hands. I just had to be careful not to mess it up.