"Harry do you think you will ever be able to open yourself up to me?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know, will you ever be able to understand me?" Harry shot back staring into Zayn's eyes.
Where Harry is a psychopath who got caught by his therapist Zayn Mal...
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He charged at me almost as if he was being controlled, and it took him no time to get to me. I stumbled to the side, and tried to hide myself. I don't know what the fuck I've gotten myself into, but I'm not enjoying it. Normally I would have liked the whole fighting thing, but my head is pounding and my shoulder is numb. Liam knew what he was doing, and he is trying to trigger me, trigger him.
"C....o...me.....o...u...t"
I gagged at that noise, it didn't even sound appealing, what the fuck has Liam done to that man.
I looked around and saw a field of dead bodies and plenty of weaponry laying around. If I was gonna get out of here and get to Liam in time, then I had to have a plan. Big boy is immune to bullets, so I can't use that.
I looked around for anything and found some loose wires. They looked like they were connected to the power that ran the building, and that is when I got a brilliant idea. I'll knock the power out in the shit of a place. I'm sure Liam wouldn't mind.
"I....ca...n.....smell......y...o....u..." it spoke again.
"You'll be smelling something else in a minute." I mumbled.
I snuck over to the box that had the wires, and pulled them out as far as they could go. This plan was so half assed, but I thought that once the power was knocked out, it would give me time to get close to my dearest friend woody, and do the honors of shooting his brains out. Once again I'm sure he wouldn't mind.
Once I was done messing with the cables, I scattered them out. If I could just get woody to come over here the plan would work, but my fucking arm won't leave me alone. Fuck this,,
"WOODY I'M READY TO PLAY!" I shouted.
He grinned, "woody...he..ars...yo..u"
"And woody can come get me!" I smiled.
He looked around, "woody...ca..n't...see....you...!"
"Follow my voice big boy, I swear your in for a treat." I said still hiding in the corner.
Normally when a person is ordered to follow they take there time, but my great pal woody has decided to charge into my direction. From my observation, this lump of shit can't see, which is perfect.
"I...c..an...T..ell...yo..u..are...close." He whispered.
I tried not to laugh, Liam you pitiful man, you send someone like this to do what?
Wait-
IS THAT FUCKER USING HIM TO DISTRACT ME?!
Now that I think about it, this woody doesn't have a single membrane to even process, so it doesn't make sense for this being to even be put against me.
My blood started to boil, I could no longer think. My brain went blank, the plan that I once had in motion was no longer relevant. I didn't know what I wanted anymore, who I was anymore, what I was. I was just I, and no one else.
Third Person POV
Harry stepped up and popped out of where he was hiding. Woody snapped his head in Harry's direction, but before he could move, Harry had already blown a bullet straight to Woody's head.
Woody's body fell down to the ground and made a loud thud, "I...n..ow..free.." Were the last words Woody said.
Harry turned around and shot the electric box, and all the power went out.
On The Battle Field
Zayn POV- I didn't listen to Harry, I was currently far from the truck fighting near the building. I saw him get shot and ran as fast as I could, it scared me because Liam was on top laughing his ass off. It wasn't a far shot, but this is war, there is no playing fair.
The gun I was given had ran out of bullets, so I was picking up any gun that laid around, just to keep my own ass alive. I didn't know how to shoot, but I made it work.
I was about to head into the building in search to help Harry when the electricity shut off. The front doors locked and were buried away, no one could get in, and nobody could get out. I was now really worried, after everything we'd been through, I've been through for this man, just the thought of losing him hurt more than you know.
I turned around and saw the truck in the distance. Quickly I ran towards it the fastest that I could, but was stopped. My body fell down to the ground, and my leg started to beat, almost as if it was my heart. I quickly looked down and shouted in pain.
I'd been shot.
The truck had noticed me, and came running my way. The driver ran over anybody in site, just to get to me. Once he got there, the door shot open and I was quickly pushed in.
"He's been shot, tend to him immediately. Boss said that if anything happened to him, we needed to get him far away from the scene."
I was confused, get me away? What the hell were the talking about.
"Get me away? No I have to fight, let me shoot from outside the truck!" I pleaded.
"No! Harry is our boss, not you. We are doing our job and doing as he says, so I suggest you cooperate sir."
I didn't say anything, the drugs that were injected in me started to take over and I fell into a slumber.
(A/N HEEHEHEEHEHEHHE THIS IS SO MUCH FUN, I LOVE IT 🥰 See you next chapter!)
