Brave - Zouis Oneshot#1

Brave

Like everything that happened in Louis' life, he was stuck in yet another weird situation. He likes to believe that it makes him special, different from the others, unique, but he knows deep down inside, he knew that he just had a really, really, really fucked up luck.

Since today, this fine winter night, was a Friday and Louis – obviously – had nothing better to do, he was out grocery shopping. Of course, he has friends. He's got Harry and he's got Gemma – who is Harry's sister – and he's got a few more people he can't seem to recollect.

He walked through the candy aisle and picked out literally anything that screamed 'sugar' to him and kept it in his basket, making a mental note to himself to text Harry and tell him that he will have to take care of an overly excited Louis.

He took out his list and mumbled to himself, "Alright, lad, you've got this. You just need milk, bread, cheese and loads and loads of chocolates."

Louis walked to the fridges, which were in the back of the shop and pulled out a milk container, checking for the expiry date before he put it in his basket. Next, he searched for the bread and cheese and before he knew it, he was done with his shopping and making his way to the cash counter.

"Hello," Louis greeted the old lady at the counter who smiled a sweet smile back at him. Louis pulled out his stuff and kept it on the counter as the lady got them scanned.

Just as Louis was about to pull out his wallet to check whether he had enough cash, the bell rang, indicating someone had entered. Suddenly there was a gunshot and a man yelled, "All of you! Drop what you're holding! Now!"

Out of fear, everyone in the store, including Louis dropped whatever they had in their hands. They raised their hands in the air for the strange man to see.

Louis was surprised that he wasn't surprised that something like this was happening to him. He wasn't surprised when his mother's voice ringed in his head, telling him to be brave. Louis was extremely surprised when he realized that he wanted to know who the man was. Given his deep and sexy voice and well-built physique, Louis was sure that the man was also extremely sexy. Oh god. What the hell is wrong with me? He thought to himself.

"Hey! Old lady at the counter! Pull out all the cash you have in there!" the man yelled, pointing his gun towards her. Before the lady could open the drawer sort of thing – Louis never knew what that was called – Louis said, "Hey! Don't hurt anybody here, okay? Let them go!"

The hoping-to-be-a-sexy-man gave a strange look to Louis and asked, "Why should I do that?" Louis looked around awkwardly before he said, rather asked, "Because I said so?"

The hoping-to-be-a-sexy-man rolled his eyes and said, "Really? Because you fuckin said so?" He laughed for a few seconds, few long seconds. Louis looked around awkwardly again, not knowing what to do.

"Alright. Let's make a deal. I will let them go, but I want your wallet and your valuables. All of it or I will shoot you." The man said. He stared at Louis, intimidating him, and to be honest, Louis was getting intimidated.

"No."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I said no." Louis said with a little bit of sass. He couldn't help it. Sassiness flows in his veins and according to his mother, he got that from his father.

"What do you mean no? I'm serious, I will shoot." The man said, utterly confused.

Louis smirked and with a new found bravery, he said, "Let me repeat myself, hell no." Louis stood straight, feeling proud of himself for standing up to someone with a gun with bullets, a real gun with real bullets.