Dark Flame - (Liam Payne AU)

Ch. 6

Juliet POV

There was a pounding at the door. Liam told me to never answer the door. Ever. But what if it was Liam?

"Juliet! Open the door." I heard someone yell from the other side. "I know you're in there! I can see you! It's Niall, remember me?" Niall? Niall who? Silence. "You kicked me in the head and gave me a concusion." Oh, that Niall. I opened the door slowly, just in case. He pushed past me and went upstairs. A few minutes later he came running down with 2 guns and a box of bullets. 

"Please, Juliet. Stay here. Something bad has happened. A guy named Harry will be here to make sure you are okay. Understand? In the mean time: Do. Not. Leave. Okay?" He asked. I could tell he was worried. "Okay?" He asked again. 

"Okay, I understand." I said. "Is everything okay? What happened?" I asked. Before he walked out of the door, he turned and looked at me. He shook his head and looked at the ground.

"Just stay safe. Lock every door. Every window. In fact, go to Liam's room. Lock yourself in there. Harry will be here shortly." He said, and then left.

I did what he said, and ran to Liam's room almost immediately. I was scared. Was he okay? I hope so, he has been so nice to me.

I opened his room and kept the light off. I turned and locked the door...3 times. He had three locks on his door. I felt...safe. Then, I laid on his bed. I felt safer under his blanket. I could smell a hint of colonge on the pillow. I smiled...I hope he is okay. I fell alseep almost instantly.

My sleep was soon interuppted by a knock at the door.

"Juliet, it's Harry." I heard a voice say. I went to open the door, and then I remembered his face. I never got good vibes from this guy. "Get dressed, we need to go."

"Where?" I asked.

"Just get ready." He said coldly.

I began to do as he said. I got a sweater and jeans on, then put my hair in a ponytail. Where ever we are going, hopefully it isn't nice. I went down stairs and Harry went out the door. He told me to get into his car, in the back. It was a black range rover, with super black tinted windows. The car ride was silent for about 15 minutes before I broke it. 

"Is he okay?" I asked.

"Who?" Harry replied.

"Liam..."

"No. He isn't. That's why you had to come with me."

I began to get worried now. Liam wasn't okay? Was he hurt? In jail? Something?

My heart began to race as we pulled into a hospital parking lot.

Liam POV:

My leg really hurt. And my torso. And my head. Actually, everything hurt. But somehow, after being shot multiple times, all I could think about was her. Juliet. I was lying on a cold, dirty floor at a warehouse in a pool of my own blood and all I can think of is the last time she smiled at me. I knew I had to stay awake for that smile. I also knew that if I shut my eyes, I may never open them again. I felt numb. I heard gunshots around me, and I heard Niall talking to me. I couldn't figure out what he was saying. I soon blacked out after that.

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"He has sustained multiple gunshots into the torso, the legs, and a minor concusion. He should be out of the hospital in four days." A lady said. Four days? Not happening. I needed out of here. What time was it? Where were the boys? Where was Juliet? "He definitely will not be able to walk without crutches for a few weeks. He will also need someone to take care of him, and make sure he does not get an infection or in case his stiches come undone." Damn, how messed up was I?"

"He has someone that has agreed to take care of him. But we need him out of this hospital." A voice I recognized as Louis' said.  Who is going to take care of me? 

"Why does he need out of the hospital?" The lady asked.

"Because he isn't dead. He needs to go back home, where it's safe." He explained. 

I began to open my eyes, and it really hurt. It was so bright in the hospital room. 

"Oh, he's woken up! How are you feeling Mr. Payne?" The lady asked. 

I groaned. I couldn't really talk. Oh, maybe it's because there was a breathing tube in my mouth. 

"Liam, mate, you okay?" Harry asked. I nodded. "I brought someone with me." He said, then waved someone to come in. There, in the doorway of my room, I saw my favorite site. Juliet was wide-eyed, with her arms crossed. She gave me a simple smile and waved. The monitor on that had my heartbeat on it began to beep rapidly. The nurse gave me a concerned look, and then try to calm me down. I knew I wasn't scared, or hurt. I was happy. I was excited. Thank you, Harry. 

Juliet began to walk over to my bed side. She sat in the chair next to the bed and grabbed my hand. Her hand was cold, and soft. I don't know why she was doing this exactly, but I didn't mind. I looked down at her, and she gave me another soft smile and said: "Get some rest, Liam. You're going to be okay." and with that, I shut my eyes.

"Liam!" I heard someone yell. It was my mum. She looked beautiful. I had my favourite Batman shirt on, and my light up sneakers. 

"Mummy! I'm here, it's me, BatLiam!" I laughed as I hung by my legs upside down on a tree branch.

"Liam, get down from there! You might be a superhero, but you're just a little boy! You'll get hurt." I heard the worry in her voice.

"Okay, mummy! I will get down. Where is Essie at?" I asked, as I jumped off of my favorite climbing tree. I began to look for my little sister, Essie. 

"Essie!! Where are you?" I heard her yell. After 30 minutes of searching, she called the police.

We found out that Essie had been taken by the gang.

That night, my dad started a new gang. 

My mum cried all night.

Essie never came home.

I woke up. I tried to forget the dream, except I would never be able to forget it. It was all so real. I missed her, Essie, that is. And my mum. She was in America, and she had been ever since my father was arrested. Essie had been my best friend, my only friend really. I was only 6. She was 4, about to turn 5, when I saw her last. We never found out if she was dead or alive. 

It was dark in my hospital room. I could see Zayn's outline on the outside, guarding the door. I looked around, and I found Juliet on a bed across from me, fast asleep. 

All the guys always asked why I was so protective over Juliet, and every time they did, my mind always went back to Essie. 

 AN: I finally got a perfect image of Juliet in my mind! It's Lily Collins. I love her, she is so beautiful and she reminds me of Juliet. Also, since finals are coming up soon, I might not be updating quite as much. And now that prom is over, it's just one less thing to worry about! Thanks for reading darlings! <3

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