Lost Cities - {Louis Tomlinson}

Chapter 1

*PROLOGUE*

I fucking hate this town. Or whatever it is. I've been chained to a fate I never asked for for the 17 years of my miserable life.

One month.

That's all that's left until I get out of this hell hole.

Literally.

That's what it is: a hell hole. For god's sake its underground. This is about at close to hell I'll ever get.

Well, until I die of course. Im definitely not going to heaven, that's for sure.

So why am I living underground? Well that's obvious. It's not like any form of life can thrive on the surface. Everything's been wiped out. I've only seen pictures, but they weren't much. A barren field with no source of life.

But what really intrigued me was the sky. That vast, blue open sky. God, how I wished I could see it. But nobody can go up there.

Well... Not unless you're a Elite Enforcer. One of those heavily guarded so-called warriors and protectors of these little underground dirt cavities.

Doesn't sound that fun, but I would do anything to see the sky. To breathe air that isn't constantly stuffed with dust. So I told my family that when I turn 18, I'm enlisting. Then I'll be gone, traveling the surface.

But I still have that one month left.

I still have to finish out my senior year at that shit of a place they call a school. Who needs education if you're burrowing out in a tunnel anyway?

Despite my resentment, I still had to go.

I guess I'll just sit and pray that this won't take too long. If I stay here any longer I might explode from claustrophobia.