Lurking Criminal

Tumbling Down

Liam's POV

I groan as I fall down on the ground with Christopher on top of me. He knees me in the abdomen over and over again. I find the strength in me and punch him in the face causing him to fall on the ground beside me. I go on top of him and I start elbowing him across the jaw and he spits out blood.

He knees me in between the legs and I let out a cry of pain clutching my crotch.

"Liam, you okay?" Camila holds me steady.

I try to respond but I couldn't due to the extreme pain. Christopher comes over to me blood dripping down his lip. I try to swing but he catches my arm and starts nailing hard punches in my abdomen.

I start spitting out blood feeling myself growing weak.

Camila's POV

I panic not knowing what to do. An idea pops into my head and I remember the gun Liam had. I check around the floor to see it under a pair of chairs. I kneel down and grab the beretta.

"Hey, Christopher!" I call.

He nails Liam on the jaw causing him to fall on the ground. I can visibly see how weak he is.

"Yes?" Christopher asks with a cocky smirk.

"Leave now or you'll regret it," I spoke my eyes dark with rage.

"I don't hurt a woman but if I have to I will," He says.

I pull the gun out and aim it at him. His expressions turn worried making me chuckle. "Not so tuff now ain't ya?" I question.

He puts his hand out, "I don't want to hurt you."

"I should be saying that to you, Christopher," I said.

He lunges at me and twists my arm trying to get the gun out of my grip. I fight back but I couldn't sustain his strength. I'm pretty strong myself but obviously, he is even stronger. The gun is now between us as we keep fighting to gain control of it.

We both gasp as a gunshot rings out...

Lauren's POV

I jump as a gunshot rang out. Zayn squeezes my shoulder trying to keep me calm.

Obviously, Liam's camera was cut off, and now that the gunshot went off Camila's did too.

I grab my jacket and open my door, "I'm going in." I load my gun but Zayn gets out before me.

"No Lauren. You will walk right into a death trap," Zayn holds me back pushing me back in my seat.

"I don't fucking care Zayn," I raise my voice.

"Guys!" We hear Camila's voice cut in.

"I won't let you fucking go in there, Lauren. You fucking know you'll walk right into your death," Zayn ignores the comms.

"She's my future wife, Zayn," I push him back.

"GUYS!" Camila raises her voice through the comms, "Help!"

We both lookout down the street and I let out a big sigh of relief.

Liam spits out some blood on the concrete as he holds onto Camila for support.

"Heat the car!" She calls out.

I turn on the car as Camila opens the backseat. Zayn and her helping Liam enter the car. Camila enters the passenger side and I start driving.

"Are you okay?" I press my hand on her stomach feeling no wound at all.

"I'm fine," She squeezes my hand.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Me and Christopher we're struggling to take hold of the gun, one of us pressed the trigger on accident and the bullet shot Christopher," Camila explained.

Once we arrive at the house everyone is staying at, Zayn and Camila helping Liam out of the car and enter the house. Another car pulls up and we see Harry and Louis get out. They enter the house with me following behind.

Zayn lays Liam down on the couch and Harry rushes over to him tending his wounds.

I walk over to Camila and embrace her shaking body. "It's okay. He's going to be okay," I whisper.

"I know..." Camila rubs my back.

Jamie's POV

I let out the puff of smoke as Chris and I are playing poker. The front door bursts open and we stand up alerted. We hear groans and then Hemsworth comes into view.

"What the fuck happen to you?" I asked once I see the gunshot wound.

Hemsworth tries to answer but he lets out a cry of pain.

"Bullet is still in there," My brother spoke. He rushes downstairs and comes back upstairs with the necessary things. "Good thing mother was a doctor," He chuckled. Once Chris is done he checks to make sure Hemsworth is stable. "He's good," Chris stood up and disappeared back downstairs to put everything away.

I sat down next to Hemsworth and put my cigarette in the ashtray. "What happened?" I asked.

"I... I got into a fight and well ended up getting shot by some girl named Camila," He spoke.

"Camila?" I furrow my eyebrows. Camila... Camila... Camila... Where the fuck have I heard that before? "Did you get her last name?" I asked him.

He shakes his head fighting back the pain he still has.

Guess I have to investigate...