Harry’s POV
I received a letter from Niall after three days. Louis was asleep at my side so I read it immediately.
Dear, Harry
You're right. I can't loose Louis. He's like my brother and he's my best friend. I'll do whatever it takes to get him out of there. Just tell me what I need to do and I'll do it. We’ve been worried sick about him. His sisters are young and they don’t understand. I tried explaining that he’s safe for now, but they just want him to come home. I do too. We all miss him terribly. But why can’t he know? Is it bad? Illegal? Dangerous? I don’t care. I just want him to come home.
Thank you for watching over him and caring for him since I can't. Any food is better than none, so please keep giving him food. I already like you. If you can, maybe send send a picture of you two back? I'm not sure if you have cameras or not. There's one of me and Louis’ family and a letter for Louis in the envelope as well. Please give them to him.-Niall
I let out a relieved sigh and tucked the letter into my jacket pocket. I wanted to get Louis out of this damned war as soon as possible.
Louis was curled up next to me, draped in the blankets from both our beds and my jackets . Because he was so thin his body wasn't retaining much heat, so he relied on my body heat and layers of blankets to shield him from the bitter cold.
He had started to cough and sneeze and I prayed that he didn't catch pneumonia. They wouldn't give him medicine because he was a prisoner, but I thought I could sneak some from Liam if I became desperate.
So despite, the war raging outside I cuddled with Louis and kept us both warm, falling more for the boy every day. I was certain that if we got out of the war alive then I would ask him to marry me. We might even raise a family. But I had a feeling that only one of us would be getting out alive, and I was going to make sure it was him.
I kissed his forehead and then slipped out of bed. I pulled on my uniform, wincing a bit. I was supposed to start work again, but first I was going to get breakfast and smuggle some in my coat for Louis.
I managed to get two pieces of bread and three strawberries and I filled my cup with water for him. I carried them back to my quarters and shook Louis gently. He blinked awake, revealing the blue eyes that I loved so much. They made even the darkest days seem brighter.
“Hey.” I smiled. I sat beside him and pulled the napkin from my coat and handed it to him.
He smiled weakly and took them chewing on the bread before taking a sip of water to help it go down. He tugged on my sleeve with a frown.
“I have to care for the horses.” I sighed. “Nothing to strenuous.
Louis frowned and pulled me down by the collar for a kiss. I obliged and cupped his cheek to kiss him sweetly. I reluctantly cuffed him to the wall once we parted and he sighed. “Could you loosen it some?” He whined. “It’s pinching my wrist.”
I frowned and immediately loosened it. I kissed the red skin on his wrist. “Better?” Louis just smiled and sat up for another kiss. “I’ll try to get you some dinner before I come back.”
“Don’t get yourself in trouble.” Louis frowned. “I’m not worth it.”
“Hey.” I whispered, sitting on the bed. “I was willing to die if it meant you lived and I still am. I’ll always protect you.”
“But if you die, then I’ll have nothing to live for.” Louis sighed, his ears tearing up.
I pulled him into my lap, shifting so the chains weren’t pulling at his wrist and ankle. He leaned his head onto my shoulder and nudged his nose against my neck before kissing the skin softly.
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It Will Rain (Larry Stylinson) {co-written with @Liz_Forever}
FanfictionEngland has been at war for nine months now. Many lives have been lost and prisoners have been taken. Louis Tomlinson is one of those prisoners. Guards watch the prisoners, and keep the horses taken care of. Harry Styles is one of those guards. Aga...