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*Steven's POV*

  "Hear anything?" I asked into the phone.

  "Nope, but they're in the house doing something," he replied in a boring tone.

  "Oh."

  I hate myself, I can't protect anyone from myself. I'm a monster but I want someone like Niall, to care. I push everyone away and I can never survive myself.

  I need a savior.

  "Well, bye." The Irish accent rang in my ears.

  "Bye."

 *Louis's POV*

  Tears ran down my bare chest, I had taken my shirt off before this, it was also covered in tears. "Babe, you okay?" I rubbed my hand back and forth on her back.

  "The movie is just so sad!" She wailed to me.

  "Not really," I stated.

  "Uh-huh!" She persisted grabbing a pillow and squeezing it instead of her usual habits on me.

  "Okay, sorry," I said sarcastically. "Need anything?"

  "My boyfriend, to sing me to sleep," I saw that little smirk on her lips too. Oh, this will have some good payback. Boyfriend sounded nice coming from her lips.

  "What song?" I asked impatiently.

 "You choose."

  "How to Save a Life?"

  "Oh, I love that song," she smiled at me.

  I began singing,

  "Step one - you say, "We need to talk."

  He walks, you say, "Sit down. It's just a talk."

  He smiles politely back at you

  You stare politely right on through

  Some sort of window to your right

  As he goes left and you stay right

  Between the lines of fear and blame

  And you begin to wonder why you came

  Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend

  Somewhere along in the bitterness

  And I would have stayed up with you all night

  Had I known how to save a life?

  Let him know that you know best

  'Cause after all you do know best

  Try to slip past his defense

  Without granting innocence

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