The Demons Inside. [ZM AU]

Ch: 39 || Strong.

[Louis]

"Do not show fear, do not show them you're venerable - act strong always. Do not think about losing, always believe you can win. If you can win, you can beat your enemies with your confidence and self esteem. You have it in you to win, you have it in you to do the best you can in everything you do. Just believe in yourself, Louis William Tomlinson." 

This is what my mother used to always tell me before a football game. I was team captain, and as captain I needed to motivate my whole team to pursue their skills to the best of their abilities. If each of them did that, the odds of winning would ever be in their favour. It meant a lot of pressure was loaded on me if we were losing as everyone would turn to me for a inspiring speech that would lift their low spirits. I used to be very positive as I used to take after my mother. My wonderful mother of mines. 

I remember recalling we were losing 3-0 at half time in a state championship, if we lost at full time we would be knocked out. Pressure was on. All eyes were on me. Palms were sweating. Time was ticking fast. My brain was whirring. I can do this. I have to. 

"Guys, you know what? I'm going to be honest with you. The chances of us winning this is slim but we are all about giving it our all and learning from our mistakes. If we lose this year, we've got next year to consider - we can analyze our skills and weaknesses and we'll be awesome. But we want to be awesome today as well, you just need to believe that you can achieve so then you will succeed. I promise you all, I know we can do this - I know we can perform to the best of our abilities and if we lose, that's just fate. C'mon. Let's go out there and shape our futures!!!" 

And after that speech, we won. 5-3. 

~

It's not always about the speeches. It's the words that need to sink in, you need to feel good about yourself. You need to have the confidence. You need to feel that you can do whatever you set your mind to. If you think that, you'll go far.

I'm thinking about me escaping from Niall. It will be possible if I set my mind to it. I just have to analyze him like he's the opposite player, and find his strength and weaknesses. After that, I can beat him. There is more then a slim chance that I can. 

***

"Oi." I groggily opened one eye, seeing a lot of darkness almost forgetting that I was in a forest and now that I was in a forest, it meant I was lying on the cold hard ground with a heavy metal anchor thing on a chain tied on my foot so I can't escape. It was dark because it was still night. Which idiot is waking me up at whatever the time is?

"Oi Louis, wake up you stupid rat." 

Rat? Mate I'll spank you with a cactus baseball bat! I groaned and turned over, opening both eyes fully to look for the annoying rude person. 

It was Harry, of course. 

"What, you octopus legged haired crackhead?" I narrowed my eyes at him, even though it was dark I could still sense him narrowing his eyes at me like the idiot he is. I hate him, it's officially official. He think he's all awesome, but he is not and never will be. Nothing is more awesome then my bum so. 

"Don't talk to me like that! Ever. I have more authority over you, anyways." Harry talked like he was smug about it - truth was, I couldn't give a flying fish about authorities. He can go shove a cactus up his butt hole. 

"Shut up, Niall wannabe." preach it lou, you're the one being awesome. 

"Wha-what did you just say?!"