That Boy

Blood, Confessions and Sacrifices

*Skylar's POV*

Harry kept staring at me for a good few minutes when I said those words to him.

The green of his eyes turned into a broken grey, he looked heartbroken and as if a catastrophe had just occurred into his calm world.

That moment still makes me want to punch myself. Harry was on the verge of tears as he saw the love of his life crush and let go of his heart while holding his best friend's.

I felt terrible but the burden was off my shoulders. I had let both of them know, loud and clear, that my heart and soul belonged to the boy with a heart tattoo on his lower abdomen and not to the boy with curls.

"I love you." He said to me and pushed me to the bushes before turning around to face the robbers.

Being clumsy and pushed at the same time isn't the best thing in the world, I swayed and could legitimately see everything go fuzzy and scary.

I thought I was about to fall down, but thankfully a pair of arms held me firmly.

"Let's go Skylar! I've called the cops." Liam said as he made me stand straight. A feeling of I don't know what warms me up while thinking of the time I saw Liam had caught me.

The boy who I loathed so fucking badly had actually become my friend and saved me from crashing my head.

As much as a bad boy he pretends to be, Liam is a softie.

Though none of this occurred to me at that time. All I could think about, was the boys in hold of the robbers who were about to kill one of us.

I wanted to switch places with Zayn and Harry.

The boy with the quiff was busy fighting for his life, and maybe even unknowingly, he was saving mine.

Without him, life would've been a lie and somehow, I knew Zayn felt the same.

Harry, on the other hand, didn't have to fight. He could've ran for his life and left the two people who betrayed him.

Yet, Harry was something way more than a selfish brat. He was the boy who read the Bible every night. And he knew forgiving was the biggest weapon to destroy someone.

"I'm not leaving them alone Liam!" I cried in annoyance and a sound of gun startled us before we could argue further.

My heart stopped in fear and all the prayers known to me flew to the powerful man sitting above heaven.

Maybe it was a random gun shot and none of them were hit.
Please?

Slowly, both of us turned around. The scene appeared as if right out of an action movie. Harry and Zayn were in the middle of a fight session with the robbers.

Harry was holding a gun with shivering hands while one of the two guys was on the ground, lying in a pool of blood.

Zayn and Harry had horror and disbelief written all over their faces, mirroring Liam and mine.

It eventually hit us, that in the grabbing and pushing, Harry had accidentally shot one of the two men.

"You didn't just shoot my brother with my gun!" The black man yelled and stared at both of my boys in anger.

They were brothers!
Harry just killed someone in front of his brother.
A sickening feeling made me want to puke.

"You'll pay for this!" The other one yelled, his voice was a mixture of anger and sadness. He lay his tear filled eyes on me and pointed the gun at me.

Chills ran down my spine and I froze on the spot. A gun was aimed at my stomach by a robber and the person I loved was in front of me.

The only thing I could of, at that time, was what actually mattered.

And I did that.

"I love you Zayn." I whispered and tears ran down my cheeks.

I still don't know why did I not try to fight. Somehow, I had accepted death coming my way.

The thought in my head was, that if I distracted the angry, psychotic robber for a long time, the cops would arrive and my boys would be saved.

Even if that costed my own life.

I shut my eyes tightly in fear and a deafening explosion filled the air, even though I could feel nothing, my heart was hurting with a hollow pain.

Slowly, I opened my eyes to see a white back facing me. The bullet had hit Harry's thigh which was supposed to hit my stomach.

"Harry!" A scream escaped my lips, his thigh was bleeding profusely. "You need to go." He croaked, his face and eyes were wet and red with pain.

Harry never took a stand for me. But when he did, it costed him the worst.

*Zayn's POV*

All blood drained right out of my body at what I saw.

Right when the robber was about to shoot Skylar, I ran to push him off. However, Harry held me back, "She needs you. She loves you." He said, and stood in front of her, only to get shot on his thigh.

"You need to go." He croaked before wincing in pain.

All he could think about, in the moment when blood was flowing out of his body, was Skylar's safety.

He let the bullet hurt him before letting it hit Skylar.

I realized it then and there how much of a loss I had given him. I had taken away the thing he loved with all that he had. A part of me cursed myself because I had understood, life without Skylar would be nothing for Harry.

Maybe that's why he did, what he did.

"Oh my God Harry!" Skylar cried before Harry fell in Liam's arms.

I rushed to their side and a wave of rage went through me as he struggled and got up.

Harry was my best friend and that asshole shot him. We stood next to one another, ready to kill that dick.

I turned to look at Skylar, just in case it was my last time.

I had to let her know before it was too late.

"I love you Skylar. You gotta hang in there." I pecked her cheek before another gun shot startled us.

Blood was all over the place and my head started getting dizzy. Pain was in my heart, and memories were flying in my head.

All I could feel, was emptiness as Skylar's scream filled my ears.

Liam held my shoulder and I shut my eyes tightly yet tears were blurring my vision, as if the internal pain wasn't enough.

My heart was dropping slowly, an inch by ever second passing and all I could do was scream as pain was running along with the blood in my veins.

Nothing made sense and my insides screamed loud and made it unbearable for me to keep still.

I collapsed right on the rocky land as slowly the realization smacked my face...

Harry Styles had taken a bullet for me...
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A/N: I'm sorry for the extreme delay. My exams are going on and I am freaking out. My dream and my future depends on these results.

Wish me luck.

Also, RIP Jay. You'll always be in our hearts.

Much love,
Eishita xoxo