Location: Baghdad, Iraq
Time: 2:52 am
"Hey!" A low whisper in to his ear, he groaned and ignored the voice. "Harry, c'mon, you've got to get up." Harry had been rolled on to his side and smacked, his eyes shot open following with a small gasp. What surrounded was utter chaos. A loud siren wailing in the background. Men ran toward the exits with their rifles slung across their shoulders and their backs strapped on to their backs. Hovered over Harry was his bunk mate, and best friend for the past 3 months, Niall Horan.
"What's-"
"You need to get your shit together because...this entire place is going down in 6 minutes."
"Fuck," Harry scrambles to get his all his stuff into his bag. He as well threw his rifle over his shoulder and his bag hanging on his arm. Niall stood next to Harry's bunk looking from side to side. Harry approached Niall and tapped him on the shoulder. He motioned his head toward the door and the jogged toward the exit. Halfway there Harry stopped remembering that he had forgotten the photo.
"Harry, what the fuck are you doing," Harry ran back to his bunk and pawed around for the polaroid picture sitting underneath his pillow. He grabbed it and held it close to his chest for a moment before tucking it in his breast pocket and running back to the exit where Niall waited.
Niall yanked the door open and both began to run down the narrow halls of the military base in Iraq that they were stationed at for the time being. With the base being built like a maze it felt impossible to find the exit. What followed not far behind them was gunshots followed by loud screams at almost every turn.
"There's the exit," Niall yelled. Above them a large pipe burst leaving a cloud of smoke and decaying materials to fall to the ground along with that section of the pipe. Harry had ducked down and covered his head as he continued to run to the exit.
Niall pushed on the door but it failed to swing open. "Fuck!" He yelled in frustration, Niall grabbed his rifle off his shoulder and stood back, he looked down the scope and shot a bullet through the glass. With a small section of glass on the ground Niall proceeded to kick the rest of the glass down with his boot. Three bodies emerged from around the corner and Harry held up his gun. One of the three men shout in a foreign language to someone behind them. Three bullets siamotainously left Harry's barrel each one hitting the men that fell dead to the ground.
"You got that door yet?" Harry asked in a worried tone.
"Give me a second."
"I don't think we have a second." More men came around the corner and with that more bullets came from Harry's gun. "Niall, would you hurry the fuck up!"
"It's good." Harry continued to shoot down the men coming around the corner until none were seen. He turned and stepped out the shattered door. Sitting outside the base was a large plane with the back opened for the men to enter. Niall had ran ahead and was already running up the ramp to the plane with Harry not far behind. The men from inside came through the shattered glass holding up their guns ready to shoot.
"God damn it," Harry began to run faster as the others began shooting.
"Styles, would you get your ass up here," his captain yelled. Harry ran up the ramp and plopped down next to Louis. Harry had leaned back and sighed as the plane engines whirred. The plane lifted into the air an explosion on the ground quickly followed. Harry brushed his hands down his face and leaned forward, he patted his pocket and pulled out the polaroid photo and unfolded it. He placed his index finger on the photo and smiled.
"Damn, who is that?" Louis hovered over Harry's shoulder and grabbed the photo from him, Louis smirked and chuckled then looked back at Harry. Harry sighed and took the picture back.
"It's my wife," Harry looked down at the photo. "Kayleighn...I haven't seen her in almost 7 months."
"That's a hot piece, you're a lucky man, Styles."
"Yeah, I am."
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(A/N) ok that's it for now. I know I'm kinda late with the whole writing fan fiction thing but I hoped you really liked it and if you did vote and comment on this chapter and please share. It would make me feel happy. Ok until next time😌
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Lieutenant Styles h.s AU
Fanfiction"Put your fucking gun down!" Harry removed his rifle from around his shoulder and bent down, he looked to his left at Niall who waited for some sort of instruction. "Go," Harry mouthed, Niall gave Harry a worried expression and he nodded back confi...
