I'm Broken but I'm fine

Part 15

"Lou, you made me a deal remember, do you want kitchen duty again?" Zayn threatens.

He is serious and I know not to push him. I mumble something under my breath instead.

"Fine" I say sulkily.

"Good boy" Zayn smirks and walks back to Liam and the other officer.

"Man, you have no room to move!" Noah chuckles.

"Tell me about it" I sigh.

"Usually I'd say lets do a runner and go have some fun but under the circumstances, I don't think that's such a good idea" Noah smiles.

"Yeah, I would have run off ages ago, but it's not worth the lecture" I laugh.

Noah laughs

"Come on let's make the most of the last ten minuets" Noah says and leads me to the top of the ramp.

"First one to the other side owes the other a drink" Noah beams.

"Deal" I say.

As we are about to go down the ramp Liam and Zayn start screaming at me.

"LOUIS!!! "

I turn around at the sound of their frantic voices and I loose my footing, stack it and tumble down the ramp, just as a bullet goes straight past me.

Zayn is on top of me in an Instant and Noah is being whisked away before we even get a chance to say goodbye.

Liam calls for backup and we see a car speeding away down the road. I was literally just shot at, Noah and I just had a bullet fly past our heads, someone tried to kill me. Zayn's weight pushes down on me and I turn my head forward. There is a boy age all of about 18 lying dead in a pool of blood right in front of me. The bullet hit him instead of me, my breath hitches as I watch his body drain of blood. I hear sirens and police in vests get out of their cars and race towards us. Zayn hauls me off the ground keeping me to his chest with his arm around my chest. I can't take my eyes off the boy. The poor innocent kid who just got shot because of me.

"Let's get you out of here Lou" Zayn tells me.

I struggle in his grip as he tries to hand me over to another officer, I manage to escape their holds and race towards the boy on the ground. I drop to my knees beside him.

"I'm so sorry" I whisper to him. I grab his hand.

His eyes are blue, the same colour as mine, they are glazed over and lifeless. Zayn comes behind me to pull me off the boy.

"No!!" I yell, shaking Zayn off me.

Zayn kneels down behind me and whispers in my ear, his hands rubbing up and down my arms.

"Babes, we need to get you out of here, you don't need to see this Lou" he says gently.

"No, he died because of me, I'm not leaving.....he didn't deserve to die, it's all my fault" I splutter trying to hold my tears back.

Zayn sighs and gets up off the ground. I can hear him calling someone on the phone but I pay no attention. All my focus is on the poor boy in front of me who just had his life cut short, because of me.

HARRYS POV

Zayn's name flashes across my phone screen and I answer instantly. Our officers just got dispatched to a fatal shooting at the local skate park and Zayn's name on the screen has my blood running cold.

"Z? Is Louis okay?" I answer.

"Harry, look, Louis is okay......the bullet......it was meant for him H"