The Correctors

Chapter VIII

Amelia's POV

"Harry," I said, pointing my gun and taking a deep breath. "Get out of our way."

"No, you see, Lily," Harry said, tapping his gun. "I can't really do that."

"Her name is Amelia," Niall said, also pointing his gun at Harry.

"No, it's not," Harry said, laughing. "Amelia disappeared nine years ago.  She's Lillian; she can never be Amelia again."

"I can be whoever I damn well want to be!" I yelled, cocking the gun.

"You're a killer.  You've been an assassin since you were twelve years old." Harry said. "You can't just change now."

"She can do what she wants," Niall said angrily. "She's strong.  Amelia's strong."

"Her name isn't Amelia!" Harry yelled, pointing his gun at Niall.

"Check the birth certificate, Styles," I said, rolling my eyes. "Amelia Grace, not Lillian."

"Does it really matter at this point?" Harry asked. "Niall is going to be killed, you'll be my partner, and The Correctors can go on, same as always."

"You are a sick son of a bitch," I said, with as much contempt as I could muster. "Niall isn't dying today."

"You should've been with me!" Harry yelled. "Why couldn't you see that?"

"I only ever liked you as a friend, Harry!" I yelled. "Now, you're not even that."

Niall touched my arm. "Ams, don't make him too mad."

"No!" Harry shouted, getting closer to my face. "Let's let 'Ams' tell me exactly how she feels!"

"You disgust me." I said, getting in Harry's face. "You are the lowest of the low.  Niall is so much better than you will ever be."

"Don't," Harry said softly, as he breathed harder.

"You don't care for anyone but yourself." I spat.

"That's a lie!" Harry yelled.  "I care for you."

"Then why did you beat Niall?" I asked, laughing coldly. "You cared so much for me that you decided to beat one of my closest friends?"

"I-I..." Harry drifted off, stuttering.

"What, Harry?" I asked.

"I was jealous, okay?" Harry yelled in my face.  Niall started to advance forward; I motioned for him to get back. "He was hugging you, and you let him."

"So you beat the shit out of him because we were friends." I said flatly. "Controlling much?"

"He will never treat you right." Harry said, his face an inch from mine.  Niall snarled, and started to come forward.  I had to restrain him again.

"He already has, Harry," I said, smiling in Niall's direction.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, breathing hard. "At least I pleasured you."

"We kissed once." I scoffed. "And for the record, Niall is a much, much better kisser than you."

Harry looked at me for a moment, and then he started kissing me.

He had barely moved his lips when Niall had ripped him off of me, and started punching him.

Harry retaliated, and started punching Niall in the gut.  I got up from where I had fallen when Niall grabbed Harry, and tore Harry off of Niall.  Harry pulled out his gun again, and he cocked it, pointing it at Niall.

"Put down the gun, Styles," I snarled.

"Lily, just come back with me," Harry pleaded.

I pulled out my gun.  Niall groaned in pain. "That isn't my NAME!"

"YOU WILL NEVER BE AMELIA!" Harry shouted. "YOU ARE A KILLER NAMED LILLIAN!"

"And you are a selfish bastard." I whispered, as Niall grabbed Harry's ankle, and pulled him down.

Niall rolled on top of Harry, and started punching him, as I kicked Harry's gun away.

Niall got up and gave Harry one more kick, and he was unconscious.  He grabbed his gun, and pointed it at Harry's forehead.

"There has been no one that I've hated as much as you," Niall spat.  He cocked the gun.

"Niall, don't!" I yelled, stopping him from pulling the trigger.

"Are you serious?" Niall asked, turning towards me. "After everything he did, you want to leave him alive?"

"O have seen so many people die over the last nine years." I said, taking one last look at Harry. "I am sick of it, and even though he is the biggest dick I have ever met, we can't kill him."

Niall sighed. "Fine." He bent down, and picked up Harry's gun, tucking it in his waistband.  Niall paused, and turned around. "I am a better kisser than him, right?"

I laughed, and hugged him around his waist, pecking his lips. "Yes, much better.  Now let's get out of here."

We ran down to the door that led to a hatch.  Niall gave me a boost, and I opened it.  It opened up to a forest, near a river.

"I know where we are," I said, sighing in relief as I pulled Niall up. "This way."

We walked down to the road, where I hailed a cab. "You have cash?"

"Got my wallet still," Niall said, pulling it out. "Bet you're glad Drummell didn't take it now, huh?"

"Absolutely." I said, smiling.  a cab pulled over, and we got in.

"Where to?" The cabbie asked.

"Airport, please." Niall said, as he hugged me to his side.  I sighed.

"What is it?" Niall asked, as the cabbie closed the little window between us.

"I haven't left that house in nine years," I said, shaking my head in disbelief. "It's weird to see the sun in real life, not behind a window pane."

"Is it good?" Niall asked.

"Better than I imagines," I sighed.  Niall kissed my head.  I settled into his side, and went to sleep.

An hour later, we arrived at the airport.

Niall paid the cabbie, and we walked, holding hands, up to the airport.

Before we went inside, I pulled Niall to the side. "Ni, the guns."

"One step ahead of you," Niall said, smirking. "I stashed them in the cab.  I really hope the cab doesn't get pulled over by police."

"Thinking like an assassin," I said, laughing and shaking my head. "I really have rubbed off on you too much."

"I don't think that's a bad thing," Niall said, pulling me into the airport. "I assumed you have more somewhere, anyways."

"I come from a Canadian back round, and we're going to my house, in Canada," I said, laughing. "What do you think?"

"I'll take that as a yes." Niall pulled me into security, and through the gate.  We got our seats on the plane, mine the window, and watched, together, as we got away from everything that had shackled me for the past nine years.

Chapter End Notes:

What do you guys think?

Do you think Amelia and Niall should have killed Harry?

Do you think they'll contact any of Niall or Amelia's family?  What about McKenna?  What do you think their reaction will be?

And do you think Amelia will ever see Louis, Zayn, or Liam again?  What about Lenna and Jones?

And what about the world's biggest douche, Harry?  Do you think he can change?

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