(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(8) Chapter One ; Innocents .

Louis Tomlinson ; 

I looked down at Zayn's face, as a tear dripped from my eyes onto his lip. I smiled hoping that he would be alright. His breaths were faint but at least they were still there. The three of us clung onto what ever bit of hope we could.

   

  "He's gonna be alright, right??" Niall sniffled, looking for assurance between the two of us; both Haz and I. "Right?? Somebody answer me please!!!"

   "He's still breathing-" I reassured him to calm the fearful glow in his eyes.

  "B-but it's not looking too good." Haz frowned.

   Niall started to break down. "Zayn please!!! D-don't leave us!!! Don't leave me...."

     

 I glared harshly over at Harry. He was always so oblivious to what was going on around him, and right now wasn't the time.

     

   "What the fuck??" I hissed at him softly so Niall wouldn't hear it. "Why would you say that to him??"

 He hung his head. "I-i'm sorry... But i-it's true...."

  "You don't think I know that??" I growled, holding back my own tears. I looked back at Ni who was losing it. "But he doesn't need to hear that!!! Look at him!? He's already losing his mind-"

  *Ka-ksh* 

     

The three of froze. There was that sound again. Immediately Harry turned his head towards the darkness as it finally lit up. The whole room now was in light, but I was more distracted by what was in the ceiling.

     

   "Liam?!" Harry called, slowly rising to his feet. My eyes stayed glued to what was above us, slowly trying to figure it out. "Liam is that you?!"

   

Harry ran to the light not even bothering to wait.

   

  "What the fuck?" I mumbled to myself, still looking up. What the fuck is that? 

    

   

   

Harry Styles ; 

It was Liam, it had to be. I just knew it. I started running for the door hoping I wouldn't find him the same way I had found Zayn. We needed Liam right now, he was always good at keeping a steady hand.

As I walked into the room I could hear someone crying softly to themselves. I looked around the odd looking room distracted by the glass window that filled the other half of the room. The sobs echoed making it hard to pinpoint the source immediately. I looked around again. There he was. I smiled vaguely seeing Liam sitting there in the corner curled up into a ball. But why was he crying? 

     

  "I-i'm sorry..." he sobbed softly. "I-i'm s-so sorry...."

   "Li?" I lowered falling to my knees to help him.

 "FUCK!!!" he shouted covering his ears as he threw his head back against the wall. His eyes were red like he had been crying for a while. "I'm sorry...."

     

His breaths were heavy, and much like Niall, he looked like he were going insane. He pulled at the hairs on his head. I grabbed him by the arms to try and stop him; he looked like he were hurting himself.