Our Love Will Conquer (Larry Stylinson AU Angel!Louis Fallen Angel!Harry)

Chapter 10

God, I’m almost finished with ‘Death Is My Love’ now. Why are they so short!? But, I have a lot of One Shots planned and on draft, and when I only have this book I will work on them more, and maybe start a new short story, I dunno.

My feels are killing me because I’m so stupid and start stalking Larry and Lashton on tumblr and all those pictures kill me.

I now have a little Bonsai Tree named Luke. I had two before and both were called Lucky and died after two weeks. I name all my plants, talk to them. But the only plant that ever survived me so far is my first cactus, its name is Stingy. I was five, okay.

Em … I hate my head, okay! I have so many ideas for a billion one shots now but I will write them on @LarryModestlyTrue. I already have too many One Shots on this account on draft.

The best thing about the App is, you can read a story even though it was deleted before.

Nothing to say, let’s do it.

Enjoy!

Louis and Harry had fallen asleep after a while. Louis couldn’t fall asleep though with all the demons around them staring at him with hungry eyes, so he had cuddled deeper into Harry’s chest. Harry, being half asleep, had wrapped both arms around Louis in a protective manner and Louis had finally been able to relax and fall asleep.

When Louis woke up, he was still in the Fallen Angel’s arms, snuggled against his chest, his shirt in both of his fists. Louis sighed and wrapped one of his arms around Harry’s waist. The curly haired boy made a growl-like sound and pulled Louis closer, burying his nose in the Angel’s soft feathery hair.

“Harry?” Louis asked hesitantly.

Harry yawned and stretched his black wings before he looked down on Louis smiling. He pushed his fringe a bit out of his eyes and kissed his forehead, making Louis’ eyes fall shut.

“Good morning, Silverwing,” he said with sleepy eyes and a small smile.

Harry’s voice was rougher due to sleep and it sent shivers down Louis’ spine. They sat up and leaned against the bars of the cage. Louis ran his hand over the dagger’s haft and pulled it out of the strap, admiring it.

“I only fight with daggers. Some of the Fallen Ones have bows and arrows, some have swords but I stick to daggers. They’re just handier.”

Louis nodded and put the dagger away again. Then suddenly, they heard the sound of the cage door open and a man stepped in, eying them.

Louis stared at him with his big blue eyes and Harry growled deep in his throat, wrapping his arms tighter around his Angel and pulled him closer into his chest.

“I see the Demon is protective. Already chose who he’s gonna take, huh?” the man asked.

Harry hissed, “Fallen One.” He hated to be labeled as a Demon.

The man didn’t seem to hear him. “Come out, all the prisoners are having a meeting. It’s important.”

Harry rolled his eyes and stood up, pulling Louis with him. He wrapped a protective arm around Louis’ waist as he walked out of the cage. They joined the circle of Demons, Fallen Angels and Angels. Louis scanned them until he saw Niall, standing right next to Liam who snarled at any Demon that would come too close to Niall.

The man stepped into the middle of the circle. “Hello, mystical creatures,” he said, making most of them growl. “My name is Nick Grimshaw and I captured all of you.”

“No shit Sherlock,” Louis mumbled under his breath.

“I captured you because of my new business. Angel and Demon fights. So you will fight against each other. There is only one rule. No killing or mortal wounding. The Demons have a cage alone, every Angel shares a cage and a room with the black feathered things.”

“Fallen Angel,” Liam growled.

Nick just shrugged and walked around the circle and inspected every one of them. No-one attacked him, they all felt the silver underneath his clothes. He stopped in front of Louis and looked him up and down.

“Well, isn’t that a pretty little exemplar,” he said. “I could sell him as a sex slave …”

“Only that after the first time his wings won’t be silver anymore,” Harry growled out and held him closer. “Just in case you don’t know, Angels are innocent. They don’t kill, they don’t fuck around, so get away from him.”

Nick wrinkled his nose in disgust at Harry who wanted to rip his throat open and watch him bleed out slowly. The human raised his hand to touch Louis’ cloudy golden halo. Just before he was able to do so, Harry let out an animal snarl, his eyes turned black and he slipped quickly in front of Louis, shielding him.

“Get away from him,” he growled threatening.

Everyone else cringed back. They all knew that when Harry was angry, you could only pray to fall into a hole and keep hiding there.

(A/N: My spelling is horrible on this fucking keyboard, I always have to erase and correct every second word!)

Nick stepped away from him and asked him angrily, “What will you do? Silver hurts and kills you, and I have silver everywhere.”

Harry shrugged. “I don’t give a shit! I would die to make sure he is safe.”

Louis cringed farther into Harry’s back, wrapping his arms around him and clasping his hands over the Fallen Angel’s stomach. Louis felt how he relaxed and pulled Louis into his side again, both arms around his shoulders.

“One wrong move on Louis and I’ll kill you, no matter how much silver you’re wearing,” he told Nick.

“Fine, fine, okay! Calm your tits, man!”

Louis caught Niall’s eye for a moment. The golden winged boy looked relieved and smiled a bit before Liam led him back to their cage.

Harry did the same with Louis, careful to glare at everyone who stared at Louis too long.

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I don’t even know what the fuck I wrote there. I am sorry, okay.

I’m a little shit.

I start using typical excuses. That is not good.

Anyways, hope you liked it though.

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I love ya.

Kisses, Vic :*