Chapter eight

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Louis P.O.V (Damn, hell yeah!)

I started telling Harry the story about why I was like this.

<<FLASHBACK TIME!!!>>

I was crouched in a cage, nervously biting my nails. Suddenly, a door opened and someone came over, jerking the cage open and tearing me out. I

whimpered. As we aproached a room a heard people talking. "He won't make it." "He is small but, I don't doubt him. And think of if he does survive. We'll

have someone who can do all our biding becasue he'd be so feared. I didn't want to be feared. He opened the door and I blinked my eyes adjusting to the

room. It was white eveywhere, similar to a hostpital, but it had a sliver table that had straps on it. They pulled me over and strapped me down to it. I

whimpered. Hey took a knife and a huge injection shot. They cut into my back and I screamed. They put an injection into the cut then took the huge one.

They turned me over and put the injection into my chest, right where my heart was. I screamed until my throat went numb. I felt things coming out of my back

And my eye started spazzing out. I ripped the straps and freaking flew up to the cieling. I screamed again and started clawing at my back. I felt two

feathery things there. I flew down to the ground and looked at the people. They stared at me, unmoving. I quickly bolted to the door, ignoring the pain

in my shoulders and lower back. I heard them catching up to me so tried to move the wings. They did luckily, so I flew through the sky.

I heard a gunshot go off and felt something hit my wing. I fell to the ground then got up quickly. I was to slow though, because they caught up and grabed

onto my arm. "You mustn't fly." They said then stabbed something through my right wing. I screeched and they continued stabbing it. I ended up on the

floor, in a pool of blood.

<<FLASHBACK OVER!!!>>

"Later I tried to pull the wing off, but it wouldn't come off. It hurt for me to cut it so I was tuck with it like this. It's really hard flying and... Yeah." I finished

explaining to Harry. Harry had his hand on my wrist where my cut marks were. "Louis.... Why?" "I-I don't know.... I feel like I need to be prefect.... But I'm

not..." I sighed, hoping he wouldn't notice how fat I was. "Louis...." He whined. "I'm sorry...." I said. "Okay just.... So your eye...." "I don't know.... It's just red.

I use a colored contact." I said. "So, your wings.... Why'd they come out?" He asked. "I don't know, they try to at school sometimes but.... I can usually

controll it pretty well. It's just really unconfyerable to have them in." I said. "Well, luckily, it's Friday so we have the weekend off, and you don't have to out

your wings in." Harry said. "You. Are. Brilliant. Why don't you and Niall take yours out too?" I suggested, getting up. "I guess we could. Whatcha doing?"

Harry asked as I turned on some warm water. "Washing my face and back off." I got a rag wet and started dabbing at my face, taking the blood off.

I finished and tried to get my back but couldn't reach. "Here, let me." Harry said. He brushed over my hand and grabbed the rag. He dabbed at my back

carefully, wiping all the blood off. He cleaned the bottom of my wings then finished. He set the rag down but kept his hands on my back. He touched my

broken wing and smiled. I looked over my shoulder at him. I turned and he lifted his head to look at me. We just stared at each other for awhile until

Harry lifted his hand to my face. He brushed my hair out of it and pulled something out of it. "Feather." He held up a black feather. "Yeah... Speaking

of feathers...." I pulled his shirt off and rubbed the skin below his shoulder blades. He moaned and tossed his head back. "Feels nice, dosent it?" Yeah..."

He shuttered. I leaned into him so our noses were almost touching. "Just.... Let them out...." I breathed. His hands were slightly above my hips. "Okay..."

His back muscles tightened then I felt feathers coming out and him losing mass in his back. I smiled up at him. "They're so much bigger than mine." He

chuckled. "Yeah.... They are. I guess because I'm bigger than you." He joked. "Yeah. You are. I bet you're bigger down there..." I said as my hand wandered

toward his "lower-region-". "Why don't we find out?" Harry asked, starting to unzip my pants. "Ry!" We heard Niall from outside. "Shit!" I muttered. I zipped

them up and fixed my hair. "Yes Ni?" Harry said, walking out. "You?" "I was with Louis. Sorry, Ni." Harry said. "Okay." Niall said and pulled Harry downstairs.

I laughed and followed them. "Niall. Come on, it's fine. He's seen them before." Harry was trying to get Niall to take his wings out. "Wings!" Niall pointed

toward me. "Yes Niall. I've got wings too." "Broken..." Niall said sadly and put a hand on them. I winced. "Yes, they are broken." "Hurt?" Niall asked. "They do

hurt sometimes but they feel much better out of my back. I'm sure yours would too." I said. "Ya!" Niall took his shirt off and pushed his blonde wings out.

"Black!" He pointed toward mine. "Yes, they are black. Yours are blonde and Harry's are white and brown." I said. "Different. Small!" He pointed toward

mine. "Yeah, they are pretty small. They get small if you don't take them out for a while." The doorbell rang sudenly. "Shit! I'll see who it is." I looked through

the peep-hole and sighed in relif. "It's just Zayn." I opened it and Zayn came in. "Liam came too- oh, you got your wings out. Nice." Zayn said. "Liam's

here? Shit!" I cursed. "Bad!" Niall said. "Yes. I'm saying bad words. Zayn, why'd you bring Liam here?!" I asked him. "I didn't know you'd have your wings

out. Sorry. He should be fine though. I'll go warn him, yeah?" "Yeah." I said and Zayn ran back out the door to tell Liam about our big suprise.

Liam came in afew minutes later and gaped at us. "Y-you have wings!" We all looked at each other then back at Liam. "Wings Zayn..." He said then fainted.

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