It Will Rain (Larry Stylinson) {co-written with @Liz_Forever}

Chapter 7

A/N So I might have cried a little writing this...but yeah. Don't hate me? *nervous laugh*

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"Harry?" I called softly.

I was met with silence and I sighed. He was probably asleep already. I rolled onto my side, trying to get my weight off my hip. It had been aching since Liam had prodded at it.

I felt the bed dip and soon two strong arms wrapped around me. I winced as he bumped my hip and he apologized quietly in my ear.

"How did you know I wanted you to come over here?"

"Because you're you. And it's still cold out."

I hummed in response, wiggling back so we were closer.

"I'm going to try and sneak away some more food tomorrow. You're too skinny." He traced his fingers over my ribs which were visible when I didn't have a shirt on.

"I know." I sighed sadly.

"That's not what I meant." He tightened his arms around me. "You're not perfect, but you're the closest to perfection that I've ever seen. I just don't want you getting to thin. I've seen too many soldiers die of starvation."

"I know."  I put my hand on top of his that was dangling over my waist.

"Get some sleep." He kissed my cheek.

It was easily to fall asleep with him beside me, protecting me.

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Harry woke me in the middle of the night and I groaned, rolling over tiredly.

"Louis get up. You need to hide."

My eyes flew open when my brain registered the faint gunshots outside. Harry was unlocking my cuffs and I clutched his arm.

"Someone followed our troops back. We think it's your side but we're not sure."

He hauled me up and I stumbled, but he caught me before I could fall, then he stuffed me between the dresser and the wall.

"Harry, I'm scared." I whispered.

He kissed me passionately and I got a bad feeling in my stomach.

"You can't go out there." I grabbed his shirt, pulling him against me. It was a feeble attempt. He was still visible if you were looking in from the door.

"I'm not."

As he said the words there came a loud banging on the door. I desperately grabbed Harry, but he peeled my hands away.

"No.matter what happens, stay hidden."

"But-"

"Promise me." He interrupted with an intense look on his face.

I nodded in defeat as tears built in my eyes. He kissed me one last time before moving to the center of the room.

The door flew open then and three men rushed in. The shots were louder now that the door was open and I could hear screaming.

Everything was mixing together and I couldn't tell who was screaming or firing or what was even going on, but there was one sound I knew instantly.

A pistol fired not even ten feet from where I was hiding and I had to bite down on my arm to stop myself from crying out. I could see Harry from where I was, but at that moment I wished I couldn't.

I watched in horror as his body dropped like a rock onto the floor. His head rolled towards me and he blinked once before closing his eyes. Blood was pooling on his abdomen, staining his white shirt crimson.