(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(4) Chapter Three ; Calum's Game .

Harry Styles ; 

   "Harry... You better be careful...."

   

Those were Liam's final words of decision. I never would've though he'd ever cave but, I guess he realized that I could be just as stubborn as Lou. He looked at me worryingly like he immediately regretted his choice, but I nodded to reassure him that he had nothing to worry about.

  

   "I promise..." I smiled weakly, crying at all the bad ways this could turn out. "I'll be fine... I'll save him... I promise...."

    "Don't sound so sure of yourself mate," he giggled sarcastic getting a laugh out of me. "It's not too late to change your mind-"

  "Never..." I sniffled stitching myself back together. "If anyone deserves this... It's me...."

   

He looked at me like he knew better, but how could he? He didn't know what I had to do to survive. The life I had to take to save my own.

   

   "Don't you dare say that" he furrowed his eye brows, cupping my cheeks in his hands and smearing the tears from my face with his thumbs. "I'm not gonna let you do this, I've changed my mind-"

  "No!" I growled swatting his hands off of my face. "No you're not! It's already decided, you can't take that back."

   

Liam just stood there looking into me. His eyes glossed over with tears, lips shaking with fear. I hugged him crying into the crevasse of his neck as he wrapped me in his arms. I cried even harder, soaking up the collar of his shirt. His hands clawed lightly at my back, squeezing me in his arms as he cried too.

   

   "P-please..." he whispered lightly to me resting his chin at the top of my head. "Don't do this... I can't let you go, not knowing that I might not ever see you again...."

  "And what about me??" I sobbed into his neck, pulling away to look at him. "What about us?? You don't think Zayn and I feel the same way??"

   "Stop it, both of you" Zayn scolded, calling over to us from a distance. "Since none of us is willing to let the other go, we'll let Cal decide-"

  "What??" Calum shrieked unwilling. "Decide what??"

   "Just pick one of us Cal, please..." Zayn begged. "Please?"

   

Calum's eyes switched between the three of us, fighting with himself. He was a lot like Niall in a way; he hated tension.

  

   "I-I'm not picking anyone u-until I know what I'm doing" he stammered not wanting to be at fault. "You all look like you've been through hell. What's going on??"

  "Just fucking pick someone Calum!!!" Zayn clinched his fist against Calum's shirt, pulling him in roughly he held up his fist like he were going to hit him. "It's not that fucking hard!!!"

   "Zayn stop!" Liam separated the two of them, pushing Zayn away. "Look what you're doing??"

  

Zayn froze for a moment, taking a second to examine himself. Calum flinched like he could already feel the pain. Zayn put him back down and stepped away, cupping his face into his hands.

  

   "Fuck..." Zayn cried. "I-I'm sorry... I-I just... We c-can't die here...."

  "You won't!" I clinched my teeth in response. "Just get in the safe and you'll be fine, you said it yourself-"