Gay, and in a gang [Punk! Louis, Punk! harry]

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LOUIS' POV

They cops chased me down an ally way, i didn't know who i was with or who i was following. i came to a stop, bending over to catch my breath. My eyes trailed upwards, i found myself staring into a pair of bright, yet worried green eyes. My breath hitched, this was the boy who made my world stop, quite literally. But im not gay, am i? I cant be, no im not! so why did my world stop?  

Another guy was standing next to him, he looked calm and collected, like nothing had happened. He also looked fierce, menacing. He made me feel uneasy in a way. Echoing foot steps started to get louder behind me, suddenly bringing me back to the present tense. The boys green eyes darted around, looking for an escape route. A strong arm grabbed my shoulder, i spun round to see a fierce yet calm looking boy behind me, the one who was next to the green eyed boy. how'd he move that fast?

" oi!" i yelled' foot steps still getting closer

" wow calm down mate! im just gonna chuck you over a wall" his arms raised in defence. i stared at him, is he mad? i looked at the curly haired boy for an answer, he just shrugged at me.

" what? why? " i said turning back to the presumably mad boy.

"then you can pull us up" he said trying to put sense into his statement.

" why dont you chuck yourself over the wall?! " i asked, not wanting to be flung over a wall.

"ok you pick me up then" he answered, calmly, making me slightly uneasy.

" urrr" i said, looking at his muscular body.

A strong pair of arms grabbed me round my waist, making me yelp.

"calm down!" said a ruff, but soft voice. i turned my head down and saw a mop of curly hair covering a pair of green orbs. He hoisted me up onto the wall. I stared at him, he smirked.

An arm wrapped round his neck and pulled him back, he thudded to the floor revealing a tall cop standing with a gun in his hand. He tried to get up but the cops foot stamped down on his chest. I winced looking at the force the cop used. My head turned to the other guy who first tried to chuck me over the wall. His fist was colliding with another cops face.

I felt something build up inside of me, i wanted to help, i had to. My legs pushed me off the wall, pushing the cop off of the curly haired boy and onto the floor

"back up!" boomed the coos voice as he jump back up from the cold floor. My eyes widened at what i had just done. I ran for it, only to run into a firm object. I looked up fearing the worst. Another cop towered over me, blocking out most l light. I will be honest, i was scared. But i chose not to show it. His arms reached down and grabbed me. My fist clenched, my blood boiled, my arm swung up and smashed into the cops jaw, sending him reeling back. I turned and my foot collided with the cop wrestling the 'mad' guy. He flew back and knocked his head on the brick wall. A hand strongly gripped my shoulder, but i was raged up now, i wasn't about to stop, i swung round, my fist made contact with the final cops nose, he fell to the floor. Silence filled the night. My gaze fell upon a pair of green eyes, a smirk spread across his face.

I stood there, breathing heavily, my shoulders rising and falling. Our eyes locked. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach. The other guy from his gang came and nudged curly, snapping us out of our transfixtion.

"should we go, try find the others"

His curly hair slowly nodded up and down, agreeing. They walked towards me, instead of pushing past me like his friend did, he stopped and handed me a pice of paper, winking he ran of to catch up with his mate. I starred at the peice of papaer, my heart thumping, my breath hitched once again.I unfolded it, gingerly. 5 words stared at me: