Beat Still

Chapter 57: Beat Still

FINAL CHAPTER (part 3/4)

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*Marcel's Pov*

He pointed the gun directly at me, a sinister look etched on his face. The room went completely quiet besides Harry's choking protests.

"On the count of three then, yeah?" Nick smirked, though I could still see the hurt behind his eyes,"One...Two...-"

"Three." I heard Zayn's voice and then Nick was on the ground. The gun dropped with a thud to the hardwood floor. Zayn rushed to pick it up while Nick was still debilitated.

It hadn't completely registered to me what had just happened as I felt Louis push me behind him at the same moment. Zayn had somehow snuck up while Nick was not looking and punched him out.

They both had saved me, but in completely different ways and it really spoke to who they are as people...and how they feel about me.

Zayn would risk his life to save everyone, whereas Louis would spare his for me.

Louis was going to actually take the bullet for me.

Louis would take a bullet for me.

Louis would die for me.

Louis.

I tried to tell them to call the police, but my words came out just above a whisper. I suppose I was still in shock at the fact that a bloody gun was pointed at my head a minute ago.

Before I could say it louder, or attempt to, Harry beat me to it.

"I had them on the line as soon as I saw the gun." I heard Liam answer, probably on the house phone since I knew his cell was dead.

"It's not real." Zayn stood in the middle of the room, still holding the weapon,"The gun. It's not real."

He was so quiet you would think we wouldn't hear him, but we all did. So I was going to crap my pants for no reason!

Harry announced that the police would be arriving within five minutes. Everyone was dead silent...Okay maybe that was a bad choice of words, but you get it. We were shaken.

I was still standing in the same spot in front of Nick's body as Louis held me in his arms. I could not seem to move just yet.

We heard a weird, crunching noise causing everyone to jump and turn towards the back of the room.

There were a chorus of "Really, mate?", and "What the fuck man?".

Niall sat on the floor, covered in crumbs, chomping hard on his favorite barbecue crisps.

"What?" He whined throwing up his salt covered hands,"I get hungry in stressful situations!" And continued eating.

I shook my head, managing to crack a small smile. Leave it to Blondie to lighten up literally any situation.

We all turned our attention back to the front door when we heard the knocking. Thankfully, it was the police. I could not take anymore surprises.

By the way, I'm certain I now have whiplash. I swear, it's like we are at a tennis match with all of this looking back and forth.

Zayn went to answer the door when he noticed nobody else would do it. He began explaining the situation, the entire situation, and handed them the fake gun.

Nick moaned from his spot on the ground, and reached his hand around as if he was looking for something...or somebody. I looked to Louis with wide eyes, who just scoffed.

"Allow me to show you to the door, Intern." He and Liam each grabbed an arm, dragging Nick out to the police, not so carefully.

"Wait!" I ran over to the front door,"Where is Eleanor?"

All of the boys looked, Nick turned his head from side to side, even the police officers turned in circles looking as if they knew who she was.

"Who are we looking for?" One cop asked, putting handcuffs on Nick.

"His sister." I pointed towards him disgustedly.

"His accomplice." Louis corrected with a snort.

"Well we are going to need a description of her. Could one of you do that?" The officer who was not holding Nick asked.

Zayn nodded towards her,"I can do you one better. I'll draw her for you right now." He turned back to us,"I was going to head home anyway guys."

He began to follow the police woman out to the patrol car, but I stopped him.

"Zaynie! Wait please." I ran out behind him and shut the door so that no one (Louis) could eavesdrop.

"Uhm, thank you so much for what you did. Real gun or not, what you did proved a lot to me." I scratched the back of my neck nervously.

He shrugged,"Well I love you. I'd do that for anyone I love, Mar." A small smile tugged on his lips.

"Please don't downplay it." I held my hand up to stop his nonsense, rolling my eyes. "You would have saved my life if it were real."

He shook his head as if I said something wrong,"But Louis would have done the same."

I took in his words as he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He was wrong, and I could tell by the look on his face that he knew it.

If Louis were not right next to me, he would have only watched in agony like everyone else. Because he was close enough to me to push me out of the way, that's what he did.

"No. Lou would have jumped in front of me and then he would be dead instead. That is obviously not what I want." He looked down at his feet, nodding in agreement.

"So thank you...for figuratively saving not only mine, but Lou's life too." He smiled that perfect smile, finally accepting my thanks.

"But what about Eleanor?" He asked, suddenly coming back to reality.

"I'm sure with your help they will be able to find her. You're an amazing artist, Zayn. Or should I say, amaz-"

"God, don't say it." He laughed, rolling his dark eyes at me. I chuckled too, slowly backing towards the front steps. I could tell the police were getting agitated waiting on us.

I opened the door and looked back to Zayn with a smile,"Okay."

He nodded back, holding up a thumbs up,"Okay."

I shut the door behind me with a sigh and turn back to everyone,"I believe we were having a party?"

The air was still thick from the unusual series of events, but I still received cheers from the boys. Everything was going to be completely ignored for now. Now was the time for celebration, and that's exactly what we are going to do.

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Thank you for your comments! I wasn't really going to kill any of the boys!

(I thought about having Nick accidentally shooting himself, but I have a much better idea! :D ) .

I love you guys!