four; insanity and protection.

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THE next morning Liam wanted to form alliances with others, he'd actually Skyped a few people beforehand and they'd happily agreed to be an ally. All the other boys had already been eating breakfast by the time Liam came down and felt their eyes wander over to look at him.

"What?" he raised an eyebrow and looked towards the other four.

"How come you're down so late?" Louis raised an eyebrow and leant forward, tapping his fingers on the counter.

"I was just on the boat's computer, why?" Liam grumbled and grabbed some milk, and some cereal.

"Because while you were up there happily chatting away, this one-." he then tapped Harry's shoulder. "Had a fucking panic attack because of the type of shit you were saying on Skype."

"Listen that was a good thing I was doing, for all of us." Liam said with a groan. "Sorry Haz."

Louis then walked over to him and mumbled. "You need to be careful, we only just convinced them and now they're slowly being unconvinced. So be fucking careful Liam." his tone seemed stern, but full of worry.

Harry's eyes flickered from Louis to Liam, swallows thickly and glancing towards an array of different knives. His breath became heavy as images started flashing through his mind, those were for killing. Harry couldn't even kill a fly, let alone a human being.

He felt sick to the stomach, rushing up to the top deck and standing near the edge of the boat. His mind was spinning with the ideas and possibilities, issues and problems they might encounter.

He didn't want to kill anyone. He knew he had to, but his mind was telling him that he really shouldn't. Harry shook his head and took in a sharp breath, the crisp air hitting the back of his numb throat.

"Harry?" a soft voice came from behind him, he didn't turn around. "Are you okay?" the voice asked again, before he was standing next to him.

Harry nodded, fumbling with his sleeves. "I don't think I could kill a person." he mumbled, shaking his head to himself.

"It's gonna be okay, I'll keep you safe. I know it sounds crazy..absurd even, but it's going to be okay." Louis whispered and leant against the boat's edge.

"Is it really going to be okay though? Or are you just saying that?" he raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

Louis sighed slightly and looked back towards the younger boy. "It's going to be okay Harry, I promise." he hated promises. He hated them with a passion, he really did.

"I promise, I'll talk to them when we have the meeting, I know you're insecure about it." Louis had told Harry, smiling gently and walking into the meeting room with the other.

"So, lads, any problems?" their manager asked, Louis froze. He glanced towards Harry and then back at their manager, before shaking his head and breaking his promise.

"No, no. None at all." he could see Harry's face drop from the corner of his eye, guilt running through him.

"You've never been the best at promises." Harry mumbled and laughed gently, shaking his head. "For some reason, I don't believe you." he mumbled even quieter this time.

"That was so long ago H, it's different now. I want to protect y-." he was cut off by Harry slowly walking away and shaking his head again.

"Don't ever promise me again. Promises are made to be broken." he grumbled and shoved his hands into his jean pockets, walking back down a deck. Leaving Louis alone.

It wasn't long before the boat came to a stand still, they'd hit land. They'd arrived. Fear ran through each and every boy, especially Harry, they seemed free; but they weren't free.

"Ready lads?" Liam asked with a raised eyebrow. "We need to get to this apartment before anyone else does." he muttered and held the door handle.

"Lets go."

i know it's been so long since i've updated, i only got my phone back today!

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