/Louis\
BANG!
I think I was dead, but I didn't feel anything. Maybe It was Niall who got shot or I instantly died and didn't feel no pain.
"Louis!? Are you dead?" I hear his Irish accent.
"No, I didn't think so! Do you feel any pain?" I ask, my eyes still closed.
"No, but to be honest, I thought you would be the one ending up getting shot" Niall told me.
I then open my eyes and walk over to Niall.
"Really dude?'" I slap Niall.
Niall opens his eyes and looks at me, then at himself. He grows a big smile on his face and looks at me again.
"Were alive!" Niall jumps on me "Louis, we made it alive! We didn't die"
"Not for long" An Austrian voice says.
Me and Niall look in front of us and see two tall males. One with dirty blonde hair and another with black hair. They were pointing guns us. Niall then jumps on me mad.
"Are you fucking serious?!" Niall yells "First, we almost die, then you two come save us! Then you guys point guns at us?! You guys should've just let us get shot if you were just going to kill us afterwards"
Niall walks in front of the two guys and give them the death glare.
"You two may be hot, but you both disgust me"
I pull Niall back by me, realizing its just two of them. Me and Niall could take them easy, even if they do have guns.
"Two against two, this should be easy" I scoff.
"Not really" Another guy comes up. "Make that two against three"
He had tan skin and was shorter compared to the Australian boys. He also had black hair, which was in a quiff, but he looks beaten up.
"Are you serious!? You know what, fuck you three" Niall points at them.
"Slowly put your hands up" The one with tan skin told us.
Me and Niall both put our hands up, listening to the tan skin one, not wanting to disobey the ones with guns. We still don't want to die of course.
"Whats your guys name? And leave your hands up" He asks.
"Well" Niall puts his hands down and places them on his hips "I'm Niall Horan, the cute one"
"I said leave your hands up Blondie!"
"Wow, pretty boy got some confident" Niall places his hands back up "Anyways, what your guys names?"
"Luke Hemmings" The one with dirty blonde hair said.
"I'm Calum Hood" The one with black messy hair said.
"And I'm Zayn Malik" The one that was yelling at us said.
Zayn then looked at me and said, "What about you Chestnut-BlueEyed-TannedSkin-Faggot?"
"Wow" I said "That was not cool"
"Like I give a shit. Again, whats your name?"
"Names Louis Tomlinson" I finally told him.
"The non cute one" Niall adds.
I then cover my mouth that Niall couldnt see what I was mouthing to the others.
"He's gay" I mouthed.
The three guys in front of us nodded their heads, understanding what I told them.
"Look" I started. "We have no intentions of killing you three guys. Me and Niall are just after some people that took girlfriend. Today, 4 years ago, a group of people with masks on took Eleanor. I've been looking for ever since"
I remember that day. Just 4 years ago, some people took my girlfriend Eleanor Calder.
I saw Zayn's face soften, like he knows what I'm talking about.
"T-They took your girlfriend too?" Zayn asked, lowing his gun.
I put my hands down and walked to Zayn.
"Did they take your girlfriend?" I asked.
I saw the tears forming in Zayn's eyes. They took his girl...
"Is that why your out here?" Zayn asked. "Are you looking for the guys that took your girlfriend? Cause if so, we can work together. I know we just met, but with a little team work, we can have the truth, the truth if our girlfriends are still alive"
I actually thought that was a pretty good idea. Me and Zayn did just met, but he knows what I'm growing threw, what and how I'm feeling. We can make this work actually.
I stick my hand out, for Zayn to shake of course.
"Together?"
"Together"
