Chapter 27

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****Zayn's POV****

I laid on the concrete ground, tears spilling out of my eyes as the pain ate away at me. I was in pain from the two bullets I took, sure, but I was in the most pain at the fact that I was going to either die there or be taken away and never get to see my beautiful Niall again. I'd worked so hard to get where I was, and I would've gotten away with it, but my own two "friends" turned against me and helped stage me and get me where I was at that moment. I craned my neck as far as I could without causing excrutiating pain and saw Kate passed out...or dead, I couldn't really tell. She'd taken a shot in the shoulder and she'd smacked that pretty little head pretty damn on the concrete, so even if she wasn't dead yet, she most likely was in a coma and what were the chances of her waking up? I saw her hand around Harry's and I saw Harry moving a bit. He looked like he was trying to sit up and I coughed. I watched Harry stand up and limp over to where Louis was lying. I rolled over onto my side and moaned in pain as I watched him. 

"Louis?" Harry whispered, holding Louis's face in his hands and Louis made an almost inaudible moan. Harry let out a painful cry as he collapsed over Lou's body and he sobbed. 

"Hang on babe, please...I'm going to get you and Kate help. Please don't leave me. I can't go to America by myself," he blubbered, wiping his eyes and Louis mumbled something, but I couldn't make it out. 

"I'll go with you," I coughed out and Harry turned around, tears pouring down his cheeks and he shook his head angrily. 

"Never in a thousand years! I don't ever want to see your face again! You hurt everyone around you!" Harry screamed, grabbing a gun and pointing it at me. I smiled and clapped my hands together as I nodded slightly. 

"Do it Harry, kill the person who saved your ass from dying out on the streets, kill the one person who's taken care of you since you were a mere child!" I spat and he hesitated, the gun shaking in his hands and sympathy filling his eyes. 

"You ruined our lives. You tortured Niall, you made us do illegal things, and you got us put in jail! Why the hell shouldn't I blast your brains all over this concrete?!" Harry screamed, his hands steadying and his eyes filling with hatred again. 

"Come on Harry, just get me out of here with Niall and I'll never bother you or any of your friends again. You can be with Louis and I'll be on my way," I offered and it seemed like a longshot, but as much as Louis and Harry had tried to help Niall, they'd really only done it so they could escape and be together. Harry lowered the gun and I licked my lips as I smiled. 

"Come on," I whispered and Harry looked at Louis before sighing. 

"No!" Harry screamed, the gun raising again and I squeezed my eyes shut as I heard the gun starting to click. But then I heard the gun fall and I opened my eyes to see people running toward us. The gun had landed toward me and I used all my strength, grabbed it, shot Harry in the back of the neck, and then began shooting at all the cops, watching them fall one at a time. 

"DROP THE WEAPON AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP! NOW!" a cop screamed, aiming a gun at me and I screamed as I shot at him, but then felt bullets sinking into me left and right. 

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