Assassin After My Heart [Zouis]

I Refuse To Accept It.

CHAPTER 25:

LIAM'S POV:

"Louis? Shit, he's in shock," I muttered, looking down at a pale and unconscious Louis in my arms.

I focused my attention back towards the now burning building, biting my lip in apprehension, praying to the Gods above that by some miracle, Zayn shows up any second.

"We see someone!" An agent called out, and I sat up straighter in surprise and anticipation. Please be Zayn, please be Zayn! The agents went towards the building to help the person.

"Freeze! Stay right where you are!"

Tanner smugly walked out, his hands in the air, a taunting smile on his lips. And I wanted to strangle the fucker then and there. The agents restrained him, cuffing his hands behind his back.

As he passed Bryson, Tanner teased him. "So, you all made a mistake, eh? Thinking that kid was a genius when he was not? Ruining my plans for revenge? Well fuck you," Tanner snarled.

"'Cos I already got my revenge, Bryson. How? I killed your best assassin! That's right! He's burning alive in the room that I locked him in!"

"You fucker!" I screamed, lunging toward him, but Bryson pulled me back my placing a forceful hand on my shoulder. And he was still glaring at Tanner, who was now being led by the agents into the prison van.

"You really are sick, Tanner," Bryson spat, and Tanner just chuckled.

When Tanner was taken away, we all looked back at the building, which was now almost wiped out by the fire, close to collapsing. The agents who were trying to get inside had lost hope now, and even the firefighters couldn't do more than try to put out the raging fire.

People were slowly starting to dwindle, giving up on the mission. Giving up on the people that were inside, that everyone knew were dead by now.

"Zayn?" Louis stirred in my arms, and my heart clenched painfully. I can't bear to see this. See the look on Louis' face when he realizes that Zayn isn't coming back.

"Team! Let's pack up! We did the best we could do. And we lost some of our own today," Bryson announced solemnly, and everyone murmured in response.

"No, come on! We gotta wait for-" I started.

"What? Where's Zayn?" Louis slurred, looking towards the now charred building. I gulped, looking away. I was never good with this emotional stuff. I could never handle it. That's why this job as an assassin suited me so well.

"Let's go, lads. Let's get Louis home," Bryson sighed.

This is it. I once again lost a partner, I thought sadly.

Louis seemed to snap out of his shocked state, and wrenched out of my grasp.

"NO! ZAYN IS OKAY! HE'S IN THERE SOMEWHERE! DON'T LIE TO ME!" he cried, and Bryson looked like he was about to cry himself.

Bryson walked over to Louis, patting his shoulder. "Lad, there's nothing we can do now. The only thing we can do-"

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? IS THAT AGENT K?" One of the agents called out, and we all snapped our attention towards the building.

And sure enough, Agent K was crawling out of the building, occassionally looking behind him. The agents- including me- rushed over to help him.

"L-look, back," he choked out.

"What?" I frowned. "Agent K? Gavin? Can you hear me?" I gently shook him.

"He's... saw him. Z-zayn," he whispered, then lost consciousness. He was immediately whisked away by the paramedics, while I stood there, frozen in shock.

He had seen him. He had seen Zayn some time ago. Zayn was still alive!

But there was no possible way to enter the building without being killed, and I know we were all feeling helpless right now.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" Louis bellowed. Should we tell him? Don't want to get his hopes up though. Who knows when Agent K had seen Zayn, and even if he is alive now?

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LOUIS' POV:

I kept asking everyone if they knew Zayn was out, if he was okay, but everyone would just turn away without answering. Even Liam and Bryson.

And that only meant one thing. But I refuse to accept it.

Liam was pacing a safe distance away from the building, his eyes fixed on the direction of the entrance, where plumes of black smoke were rising from. If Zayn was gone, then why was he... But does that mean that there's hope...?

I quickly shot up and ran towards Liam before someone could restrain me. "Liam! Tell. Me. What's. Going. On. Right. Now."

Liam scratched his head. "Look, Louis. We don't want to get our hopes up, but-"

"Someone is coming!" I heard someone call out, and my eyes snapped towards the cloud of smoke.

And I felt like I was going to faint in relief when I saw Zayn staggering out of the building, clutching the left side of his abdomen. He was hurt pretty bad. But he was alive! He was breathing!

Despite Liam's forceful grip, I wrenched myself away and ran towards Zayn, my eyes blurry from the tears.

"ZAYN!" I cried, lunging towards him. The paramedics had already reached him, and were placing him on a gurney, and had placed an oxygen mask on his face.

"Sir, step back," a paramedic warned, and I glared at him coldly, to which he raised his hands up and stepped back. Tears kept spilling out as I looked down at Zayn, who was weakly smiling at me with droopy eyes.

"Zayn, Zayn, Zayn," was all I could choke out through my sobbing, as I kept stroking his hair, and his bruised cheek.

"Louis," he rasped, and a fresh round of tears came on, as I held his limp hand and sqeezed it tightly.

"You're such a fucking idiot for coming after me," I laughed through my tears.

"It's my job," Zayn teased weakly, and I had to strain my ears to hear him. But I did, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I-idiot."

Zayn winced. "But you love me."

I shook my head, not losing my smile. "Yeah, I love you."

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Glad you didn't kill me, eh? ;) Well the death threats I got in the last chapter were pretty amusing. xD

Zayn's okay, phew! And aww, touching Zouis moment. :')

I MEAN HOW COULD I KILL MY ZAYNIE BOO AND HAPPY SAPPY ENDINGS ARE MY SPECIALTY SO.

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