Hero (One Direction AU)

Hero (One Direction AU)

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“We’re too late,” Louis whispered brokenly, staring down at the bruised and bloody body in front of him. “We can’t be too late!” Zayn yelled. “This isn’t supposed to happen! We’re supposed to be invincible!” Only three out of the five boys were left standing. One too weak to move, the other lay cold and motionless on the ground, eyes closed. “Zayn,” Louis said calmly, grabbing him by the shoulders. He stared at him right in his eyes, and said, “He’s gone.” Zayn went pale from the two words that came out of Louis’ mouth, the two words he’s never wanted to hear. Zayn pushed Louis away, causing Louis to stumble backward. Zayn dropped to his knees, and let out a blood curdling scream. A scream of pain, sadness, and fear. A scream of defeat. She watched the whole scene unfold from a distance, smirking to herself as she watched the boys grow weak. She knew she had broken them. She knew she had hit their weak spots, shattered their hearts. She watched as one broke down, another trying to calm him. She watched as one struggled to keep his eyes open, and one lay there, not moving. Her smirk formed into an evil grin. “One down, four to go.”
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

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