Only Love Can Kill Me... (A One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter 23 - Out of There, Out of Here

 I managed to send out a few words despite everything I felt.

I know Har. It didn’t.

And those words were my last before stars pervaded my world and darkness swallowed me whole.

Chapter 23 - Out of There, Out of Here

"Abstain from every form of evil." - 1 Thessalonians 5:22 (NKJV)

[Harry's POV]

You're right, Liam. They're really awry. They look like burglars about to break in to a museum.

He nodded in response.

Are the lads doing Code Black?

It was my turn to nod as I sipped on my honey that had long since finished apparently.

So many things were happening at once right now, with Zayn about to snatch the Crystal somehow, those Zorro wannabees looking all suspicious, and we also have Isla all the way on the other side of the room trying to get a hold of that book she was after - whatever her business was with it. She kept stressing on how important it was to Niall but honestly I didn't really understand. I mean, what was the worst that could happen to Niall? He wouldn't die. There wasn't anything else worse than death, right? Why did she care so much about him?

I knew she did. I could literally non-metaphorically feel it.

Sure he's my best mate, he was a really nice lad, but I knew Isla first. He just knew her for like, what, a day? Less, way less, because half of that day he wasn't even sober enough to make sense! While I've been waiting all this time to finally-

Dude chill. She might not even be into him.

I hoped.

Anyway, away from all the sappy stuff we have Niall doing the Harlem Shake and Zayn advancing quickly and blankly towards this year’s winners of Dancing with the Stars. I sure hope his acting skills would pop up-

They're coming towards us. Should we mingle? Right, Liam. Masked dudes coming our way.

Yeah…

Haz, look, they got weapons.

I saw blades of knives and long swords reflecting light in the short distance. These were definitely not the conventional party goers. They were the party poopers.    

I see them. Let's go.

Just when we started walking something felt wrong. Something was wrong. It wasn't those guys even though they were dangerous, it was- Isla was in danger.

Right on cue, her voice shot through my mind as if someone sent a frying pan knocking my head off.

Har, I'm chased by a giant bee, send help please. Now. NOW!

See? Danger. Wait, giant bees? How did they get in- Lenée. Of course. Let’s just hope that they weren’t lethal or venomous or deadly.

Isla, chill, they could be really friendly-

Harry, I can't outrun it.

Okay if she had to outrun it, it was probably not friendly.

Who was I kidding? This was the Witch’s realm for crying out loud. Nothing was friendly in this realm!

Forget planning, I'd just go in there myself and- and do something.

I started pushing through the huge crowd until a strong hand pulled me back to where I started.

"Where are you going?” Liam. “You can’t just leave your post-"