Time Bomb ⇨ larry a.u ✔

10

Styles breathed in heavily, watching the prick fall backwards, lying dead to the world. Tears were fighting Styles' eyes but he gave up and let them call anyways.

Zayn still laid on the floor, breathing too slowly for his liking. From his brown eyes, everything was bright and white. He knew the end was coming.

A lot of people always ask what you see before you die. Zayn even asked that himself. But now he knows. Everything IS beautiful. No, nothing is black and groomy. It's all peaceful and bright, heaven is waiting for Zayn.

Styles knelt before Zayn and grange his hand. Blood ran from Zayn's mouth but his eyes moved to look at Styles.

"Zayn, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen- t-this is all my fault. I should be the one who is going to die, not you. God damn it! I'm a fucking shitty person."

"Harry shut the fuck up." Zayn chuckled, blood sputtering from his lips. Styles smiled slightly and let out a small laugh.

"You are my best friend. I don't have long because I see the stripper angels coming," Styles rolled his eyes but let his best friend continue. "We've always had each others backs. This was bound to happen, anyway. I just want to thank you for the most amazing and wild ride ever. Yeah going to jail sucks and jail in outer space but I lived a life that I hope to never forget. Harry I love you. And this wasn't your fault. We both are saving people. Don't put this on yourself, bro. Okay? I love you. Now give me one last hug."

Styles started crying more and leaned down, hugging his best friend tightly. Zayn's weak arms wrapped around Styles' frame and hugged him.

"I love you buddy." Styles whispered, smoking through the tears. He let go of Zayn and gently laid him on the floor.

"I love you more." Zayn smiled, then looked up. In mere seconds, Zayn stopped breathing.

And he was gone for good.

Styles bite his lip and looked away, pressing his palms on his thighs and breathing hard, fighting the urge to ball his eyes out. His best friend just died in front of him.

Gun shots. That was the only thing Louis could hear in the tiny and cramped closet. The ringing of the gun fire kept echoing in Louis' ears causing a headache to form.

Louis leaned his head against the wall and let a breath of air escape. Outside the door, Louis didn't know, Ashton was untieing the rope from his mouth.

"Fucking douches," Ashton sighed, and threw the rope on the floor. He looked at the door the mystery man ran out of, and smiled softly.

Ashton walked across the room and say down, leaning his back against the closet door. Louis covered his mouth and looked at the door. The sliver of light under the door was blacked out from a body sitting against the door.

I'm going to die, Louis thought.

He's been standing for a good ten minutes and his legs were on fire. Trying to be careful, Louis shuffled his feet and few times. There was cleaning bottles he didn't see and knocked them over, causing him to freeze. Louis could feel his heart beat in his throat.

"What the?" Ashton stood up and opened the door. "Louis?!"

Louis opened his closed eyes and looked at the man in front of him and got very happy. He came out of the closet and flung himself into Ashton and hugged him.

"Ashton! Oh my god, thank goodness you're alive." Ashton higher Louis tightly and buried his face into Louis' shoulder.

"Who is helping you?" Ashton asked. Louis pulled away.

"This guy my dad sent, Styles- what the fuck happened to you?" Louis gave Ashton a sad look and touched his cheek.

"Let's just say I got my ass beat a lot." Ashton smiled sadly.

"I'm so sorry." Louis whispered, close to tears.

"Don't be. I'm alive, aren't I?" Ashton smiled.

Styles entered the room of the reunited best friends, crying. They both looked at him.

"Styles?" Louis asked. Styles didn't answer. "Where's Zayn?"

Styles shook his head, tearing up again and wiped his eyes, breathing in sharply. "The escpae pod is down the hall, let's go."

Styles loaded his gun and walked out of the room. The two guys followed behind Styles who was walking unreasonably fast. But stoon they were walking through a narrow hallway and one escape pod was there.

"Okay you two get in, now." Styles said, setting his gun down.

Ashton and Louis got in, buckling theirselves in.

"Aren't you getting in?" Louis asked, looking at Styles.

He started panicking inside because there was only one escape pod.

"Uh yeah, I'll be right behind you guys. There's another escape pod on level one."

"Okay." Louis whispered. Styles smiled weakly.

"What's your name?" Ashton asked. Styles smiled.

"I'll tell you when we get there. Maybe we could go bowling then have pizza." Ashton nodded.

The door to the escape pod closed and Styles stood back, picking up his loaded gun and walking away.

He has saved the presidents son and his best friend.

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Okay when Zayn died I almost cried because it was the worst dying scene I have ever wrote. Worst as in the saddest.

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