Larry one shots

Hidden part 1

Hi it's me again! This inspiration just kinda hit me. I was literally staring out my window being dumb and bored and saw a leaf fall, and it just hit me. My pencil was moving like the speed of lighting, and I can't even read it. Is that bad? Anyway here is another story I can't really describe.

Brushing off the morning snow, the grim wind brushed my skin. Shivering under the coats, hanging up my hat, the door slammed behind me. Announcing my entrance, Zayn came bounding down the stairs, "Harry? What's gotten into that head? It's freezing outside!" he chastised, "So I've noticed. Liam in?" I asked annoyed, an amused smile hit his lips, "With Niall he is. Lads been getting sicker and better." Zayn hung his head, "This morning he closed his eyes for a while, Liam thought he died. Worst time yeah?" Patting his back, I crossed to the stairs, jogging to the attic, "Liam?" I called, the boy was in there rocking the tow-headed boy. "Asleep he is. Said any day now." Liam whispered, leaning down I kissed the little boys forehead, "No. Not without a fight." I swore, Liam gave a sad look, "He did fight. I hope he still is. Keeping him hidden isn't helping matters." Nodding I took the boy, his heat transferring to me. I felt guilty as he started to shiver, I was a thief, taking his much needed heat. Laying him in Liam's bed, covering him in blankets. "Hush now, he's asleep yeah?" I encouraged, bringing a tiny smile to his lips. Liam walked down with me, "Any luck?" He asked, Zayn was in the kitchen tearing the meat from a deer carcus, "Still some left from yesterday. Harry go get some greens from the market. And something for Niall." He added, seeing Liam's face. Taking the money I slipped back into my clothes and boots.

Crunching in the cold, snow, I finally got to town. New crisp snowflakes made their way down, sighing a cloud of breath formed at my mouth. Two women huddled close passed by me, one whispering, a group of children played with a ball, "throw it you bloody idiot!" one boy cursed at another, a amused smile played on my lips. "Get him! Get him now!" The familiar harsh voices yelled, the soldiers barged into the quiet town, pushing a man to the ground. "I said get down!" one man screamed, watching horrified, the solider, grabbed the mans hair, slamming his face to the pavement repeatedly. Another solider kicked his ribs, pure torture. Covering my eyes I couldn't watch them drag him away to their van. That's death sentence right there. When they drove off, it went back to normal, skipping his blood and water mixed puddles, I hurried over to the spices stand. Ordering Zayn's greens, and some crisps for Niall, a shiny beam of sunlight lit my way home. Maybe things can turn up.

"Liam bring him down!" Zayn called, I only put the steaming dinner on the table, "Zayn leave him be. He's doing all he can." Zayn gave a sad glance, "He's not getting better Harry. Needs Mary's help." I grimaced at the sound of her name, "She'll curse him! She's not gonna help anything, let the witch be alone." I shot, feeling relieved after it happened. Zayn gave a weird look, but nodded "alright fine. But we need someone." Liam came down carrying Niall, "Harry!" He screeched, rushing to his side, I noticed his tear soaked cheeks, "He's not waking up! Niall!" Liam shook the fragile boy, sobbing. Taking the boy, Zayn was at Liam's side, rubbing his back, Liam broke down to his knees sobbing loudly. "Niall!" Liam wept, I held the boy, he was still breathing, barely but still alive. Running to the bathroom I got the bucket of water, "Put it on the stove!" I called, Zayn nodded, hurrying to heat it. Liam watched with watery eyes, "Hand me the blanket Liam." I said softly, he complied, Zayn came back with steaming water, pouring it in the tub, I splashed some onto Niall's chest, rubbing it. Getting a rag, I dabbed his face with the scolding water, he started coughing, his big blue eyes opened, "Harry?" he asked, his voice little. "I'm here Niall. Hush now." He nodded, closing his eyes again, covering him in the blanket I held him there rocking him back and forth. Liam sighed pecking his forehead, "Thought I lost him." He confessed, I gave a tiny smile "He isn't leaving yet. Put him back in bed yeah? we'll bring some soup up later." Liam nodded, "Cover him up well." I reminded, he gave a tiny smile.

Zayn laced his boots, brushing off any extra snow or mud from the previous day, "Keep in. I know your feeling better, but I mean it. Stay in the attic. We'll be back soon." Zayn warned Niall who stood at the bottom of the stairs, "yessir." Zayn gave a tiny smile "Love ya buddy. Yeah?" Niall nodded, turning back running back, Liam sighed, "I'm staying. Rather die then leave him." He pressed, I only sighed nodding, taking hold of my leather bag, "Let's go!" Ordered, Zayn nodded.

Wrapping the orange rope around a tree, Zayn held his breath as another snow flake covered his shaky hands "they'll see the markers one day." He warned. I knew he was right. But we gotta eat. Adjusting my arrow, I pulled back, letting one fly into a flying bird. "Dinner for one." I joked, Zayn held my amused grin, "Niall." He chose, the lad had to eat something before he starves to death. Pressing his thumb to the wind, Zayn closed his eyes relaxing, "Winds going north. Keep it steady. Waters rough today." He noted, listening to the river. It was the deepest blue I've ever seen. Flashing a smile, I placed my hand into the rushing waters, "above freezing. That's a start." I joked, Zayn shared my look, "Start? Start to what?" Sighing, "A start to spring." Zayn rolled his eyes, "Springs just as bad as winter Harry. Just not as cold." He had a point, but I loved spring. It was my favorite time of year, I stayed alive for it. "But think of all the flowers, and air, and prettiness." I gushed, Zayn sighed, throwing in his line to fish, "Think of all the different searches, questions, moving." That's the part I tend not to think about. I hated when they searched our home, I hated when they moved us, "we can run." I stated before thinking, "No. We can't run, they'd find Niall. He can't run. Isn't healthy enough. Let's go." Zayn said, looking over his shoulder, reeling in his line, we caught two birds and three fish. Good dinner tonight.

Crossing over the sidewalks in town, I casually threw my bag over my shoulder, "You think Niall will make it to spring?" I asked, Zayn gave a glare, but softened, "I hope so."

*Alright folks! There will be a part 2 and that's where Louis comes in at! I know this chapter is weird, but it'll explain more in the next chapter. A lot more! Until next time Ta Ta. :)