Their Saving Grace {One Direction AU}

Chapter 20

**Liam**

"I can't believe you dragged me there." I grumbled, as Zayn pulled out of the hospital parking lot.

"Well, what did you expect us to do? You refused to go on your own." Harry said, as he interlocked his fingers with Zayn's.

"That was technically kidnapping." I mumbled, crossing my arms across my chest. Harry told me to stop whining, causing me to roll my eyes and look out the window. I guess I was kind of grateful that they took me to the hospital. The doctor ran test and concluded that one of my kidneys weren't functioning. Turns out, my cancer didn't actually come back. Which I was screaming like a teenage girl at a boyband concert about.

Once we got to my flat, Harry told me to take it easy, take my medicine, and not to forget that I have to go to a specialist next week. I thanked them and walked inside.

"Liam!" I heard Riley yell, as she jumped out of nowhere and hugged me, burring her head into my chest. "I-I missed you. Are you okay?" She said into my shirt. I chuckled, kissing the top of her head.

"I'm okay. I promise." She looked up at me and smiled, before Eleanor appeared behind Riley. She smiled at Riley and I, causing my face to heat up. Once Ri pulled away and noticed El was behind her, she hung her head and walked away quickly.

"That was adorable." The brunette said, playfully shoving my shoulder. "So?"

"One of my kidneys aren't functioning. My cancer hasn't came back."

"Then why are your arms bruising and your voice so rough?"

"He just said it was an effect of the kidney not functioning. Should go away in a few days. I have medicine I gotta take every couple hours. I'm fine, though." I explained, easing her worry. She sighed out if relief, before I noticed Niall wasn't anywhere in sight. "Where's Ni?"

"Once you left, he took your car and went to the grocery store. He should be back soon."

With that, the girls, Eleanor, and I sat in the living room, watching the telly.

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**Louis**

I tried crawling my way to the nearest wall, but everyone I tried to move, pain would shoot throughout my body. Stan abandoned me the moment he saw Preston coming towards me. So any hope for him to come and help me was nonexistent.

How did Preston even know about Alice? Hell, how did he even know about them being a cat hybrid? And what did he mean by he had Eleanor's money? Crossing Preston obviously meant you had a death wish.

"Help.." I managed to say, my voice low and cracked. At this rate, no one was going to find me till morning. I continued to call out for help, only to be ignored. I was about to give up, until I saw a car drive by slowly. Maybe there was hope after all. I waved my hand, trying to catch their attention. They must've saw me, because try put the car in park and ran towards me.

"Louis? What happened?" Really? The Irish idiot? Beggars can't be choosers I guess.

"I got beat up, what the hell does it look like?"

"Lemme help you up." He said, before he looped his arms under mine, hoisting me up to my feet, before slinging on of my arms around his shoulder, and taking me to the car. "Who did it?"

"Nobody you'd know. Just... Take me to my flat."

"Louis-"

"You don't know my life and you sure as hell don't know me. Take me home, dammit." I hissed, before wincing at the pain in my side.

"Fine. Whatever." With that, he dropped the subject and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. The rest of the car ride was silent, which was killing me. I hated the silence.

I had this feeling that I had to talk to someone about what happened. Like, I needed to tell someone about Preston. But the only person thats possibly willing to listen is Mr.Irish Accent.

"Shit," I mumbled under my breath, before looking at the blond. "I can't believe I'm going to talk to you about this."

"I'm a good listener."

I rolled my eyes, before explaining to him everything. From Preston robbing Eleanor up until the beating me up part. I left out the part where he threatened me, cause he would surely run back to Liam about Alice.

"Where does that asshole live?"

"Niall, I may not particularly like you, but if you went to confront Preston, you'll be killed. And I truthfully don't want you killed," I replied, as he pulled up to my flat. "Because you - as much as I hate to admit it - make Eleanor happy. And if you went and confronted him, you wouldn't see her ever again."

"Fine. I won't."

"Thanks for the ride. Don't tell El any of this, okay?" I asked, before he nodded and I got out of the car and walked into my flat. Before I went to sleep, I found my gun, and hide it in my bedside table drawer. Safety first, right?

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**Eleanor**

I was startled awake when I felt my body be lifted up from the couch. My eyes shot open, only to see Niall carrying me to the bedroom.

"Did I wake you?" He asked, as he set me on the bed.

"Maybe. You just startled me." I said, huddling under the covers. Niall, did the same, pulling me close to his chest. He seemed like something was bothering him. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Why?" He said, uneasily.

"You seem off."

"I was driving back from the store and I saw Louis in the alleyway, beaten up and bloody." He said. I pulled my head away from his chest enough to look him in the eyes.

"What happened?" I asked, maybe a bit too frantically.

"Some guy named Pres-"

"Dammit Louis. Why is he involved with the arse again?" I groaned, rolling my eyes and sighing. "Sorry, continue."

"He beat him up and then told him he was the one who took your money and all that."

"What is he getting himself into?"

"I dunno. But he told me not to go after him." Niall added, pushing some hair behind my ear.

"I wouldn't. I don't want you hurt. Please." I said, running my fingers through his hair. He sighed, before kissing my forehead and pulling close to him.

"I promise I won't try anything."

With that, we fell asleep, wonder of why Louis was still interacting with Preston filling my mind and dreams.

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Logan, xx