Fame

38

A short but very powerful chapter, get your tissues ready!

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harry styles;

They all were running full speed into what was considered the flames. Louis had swerved to the forest, Harry following him as Liam and Zayn kept trudging on straight to Sunny and Jock.

"See that highway a little ways down? That's where I think the two little shits are gonna go, and it looks like a good zombie-infested area... Take this." Louis had taken out a small jar of powder, it hit Harry's senses before he even saw it, the curly lad flinching at how fowl it smelt.

"It's called Cadaverine. Nasty shit, smells horrid. But it does it's job as much as anything can, zombies don't like it cause it smells like...well it smells like them."

Louis had quickly threw it towards Harry, the curly lad fumbling with the small capsule slightly before quickly shaking some of it onto his arms, legs, and neck. His mouth twisted into a sour expression as the smell became more vibrant.

"I used it all the time since I was in The Ruin all day and night. It kinda worked so...might as well give it a try. And Liam and Zayn have capsules in their bags...but I didn't see you having it so take some good chunks." Harry threw it back over towards Louis, the shorter brunet catching the bottle and doing the same small routine, shaking the stinky powdery substance around himself.

"Ready?" Harry mumbled when he saw Louis placing the bottle back into a pocket inside his jacket. And Harry got the queue when Louis had gotten back up onto his feet, nodding silently towards him before rushing off towards Sunny and Jock.

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They trudged on with heavy boots towards the fight, Liam was taking on Sunny, and Zayn trying to throw Jock to the ground, using his large combat boots to blow into the larger mans groin making him drop one of the kids. Harry's eyes had sparks of anger rising in them, hearing the shriek of pain coming from one of the kids, it sounded like the little girl, and he immediately came full force into Jock, hands grabbing for the knives along his belt and shooting them forward to jab into the man.

But Jock was some superman, or someone too experienced for Harry to not see that coming, and soon the curly lad was out of breath and laid out onto the ground, pinned by Jocks large hands. It hurt, a lot, and he could hear the little girls screams behind him, ear-piercing and she sounded so terrified. It pinched at his heart, and it gave him a jolt of energy, being able to get his legs under Jock and kick up into his stomach so the man was toppling over.

Zayn was on Jock before Harry could get back up onto his feet, and soon they were a team, trying to hold the man down, sucker-punching him in the ribs, trying to break some bones or do something to scare the man enough to stop fighting back.

But it wasn't working of course, and it seemed Sunny wasn't backing down either, the struggling breaths of Louis and Liam coming from behind them was something Harry knew was going to turn ugly.

But of course, when his mind had wondered just the slightest bit, Jock had punched him so hard he was flying back into the dirt, and hitting Liam behind him who was now also on the ground. Zayn and Louis had noticed their struggle though, and had backed away from Sunny and Jock to help them up, now all of them staring at each other with hard, murder-hungry eyes.

The little girl and boy were standing by the forest edge, holding each other and looking up at everyone with wide eyes. Harry would be worried for their safety, but Sunny and Jock were more focused on killing him and the boys then the kids, and he wanted to keep it that way.

"Fancy seeing you fine looking bounty hunters here. " Sunny cocked his head to the side, yellow teeth shining into the sunlight. Jock was stood beside him with his hands clenched into fists, ready to barrel back into the fight.