Hey, guys. Hope you’re good.
I am because I have a bunch of new songs on my phone.
I wanted to meet my Sunshine, but I have ‘girl problems’ and threw up. But I’m planning on visiting her soon, and my mum actually said yes!
I’m googling things like, “How to tell your parents you’re lesbian?” But it really doesn’t work.
Man, I didn’t realize how short my stories are this time.
My 300 Follower Special will most probably be a 400 Follower Special. And I’m writing on two Elounor Break Up Specials because I am a little shit.
Dammit, I have over 360 Followers and 2300 Votes in total. You’re so amazing. An Lordy McLordy, 1000 Votes on Heartbreaker!
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Okay, hope you’ll like this.
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Louis watched through the bars how Harry landed on the ground, one foot on the Demon’s chest and dagger raised in the air. The crowd cheered.
Louis smiled. It had been a week since the first battle, and Harry had quickly grown to the audience’ favourite.
Louis had gone through five fights and he lost three of them, due to being weaker and smaller than his opponents. He didn’t get hurt by them, though, they just threw him on the ground. As soon as someone was lying on the ground longer than three seconds, they lost.
Harry wiped his dagger off and put it back into the straps before he walked back into the cage where he was hugged by his boyfriend.
“Well done,” Louis said before pressing a short peck to the Fallen Angel’s lips.
Harry smirked widely and pulled Louis against his chest. “You’re in today as well. I’m sure you’re gonna kick that ugly Demon ass.”
Louis chuckled, but his laugh died soon and he sighed, a serious, slightly pained expression settling on his face. Harry’s smile died down as well and Louis looked down on his dagger.
“I don’t wanna anymore, Harry. I’m not made to fight. I’m made so save people, not to hurt them. It’s not my nature. If I were a Fallen One, it would be a hell different story but now … I don’t wanna anymore.”
Harry smiled sadly and wrapped Louis up in his arms again, burying his face in Louis’ feathery brown hair, inhaling his sweet scent.
“I know, love, I know. I wish I could do more, but I can’t. I’m just another Fallen One.”
Louis ran a hand through the taller boy’s curly hair, saying, “It’s not your fault, love. Just, wish me luck, okay?”
Harry nodded and watched as Louis walked out of the cage. The crowd cheered. All of them liked Louis a lot, due to his beauty and his fantastic wings and the ugliness of the Demons.
Louis looked at the Demon with angry fierce in his eyes. It was Gerald. Louis loathed the Demon. He had scared Louis from the start and always tried touching him, eyeing him like he was a piece of meat.
Louis scrunched his nose at him and raised his chin, looking proudly into the Demon’s white glowing eyes. The back clawed fingers wrapped around the heft of the silver sword and the forked tongue licked over black lips as Gerald stared at Louis.
“Hey, pretty boy,” he growled.
“Stop calling me pretty,” Louis hissed. “This isn’t gonna be pretty.”
“Oh yeah? Show me.”
“You need to catch me first,” Louis replied and took off a millisecond later, making Gerald come after him.
The Demon tried grabbing Louis who quickly swooped down and flew up behind Gerald again, poking him with his dagger in the arm and dragging the blade down, creating a long cut along the Demon’s biceps. He screamed in pain and tried smacking Louis who quickly dropped down again, avoiding Gerald.
“Coma back!”
“You’re too slow,” Louis called back.
Gerald was much, much stronger and bigger than the others Louis had fought, and much angrier. The length of his sword was helping him while Louis just had his dagger.
The way the Demon was striking out was different and stronger, and Louis had a hard time blocking him. Louis twirled the dagger through his fingers before blocking once again, sliding the blade down the blade of the sword to the heft, scratching the Demon’s fingers who dropped the sword and clutched his hand.
“You piece of shit,” Gerald spat, eyes glowing with pain.
Louis charged forwards, pressing his dagger’s blade against the Demon’s neck and kicked him in the balls, then kneed him in the stomach before digging his weapon into the Demon’s uninjured upper arm.
Flames licked at the wounds edges. Harry knew this. Demons started burning when the wounds were getting more deadly. They burned until only the ashes were left.
“You shit,” Gerald groaned as he sank to the ground, breaking down heavily breathing.
“That’s not my name, dummy,” Louis replied.
“The Angel wins!” Nick’s voice boomed as he and another man walked down into the arena. “See, I told you he’d be worth the money.”
Harry shot up from his sitting position into a standing position, grabbing the bars in his hands growling.
“What money?” Louis asked.
“I’m selling you. I actually wanted to keep you but this one offered me a huge amount of money and I just couldn’t say no, could I?”
“Let me out!” Harry growled, tightening his fists around the bars as the other man grabbed Louis’ arm.
Just then, Zayn jumped out of the audience and towards the three men. He stood right in front of Nick and the other man, amber eyes sparkling dangerously.
“Let my friend go,” Zayn said dangerously calm with a flick of his head.
The man quickly let go of Louis’ arm who sighed in relief and came to stand next to Zayn who pulled a short but crazily sharp sword out of the sheath that hung by his side. The blade shimmered silver, the heft was black.
“I know you,” Nick said. “You’re that guy with the blonde chick.”
“Her name is Perrie,” Zayn defended. “And yes, I am. And now you will open all those cages and let the Angels, Fallen Angels and Demons go. Do you understand me!?”
“Why should I?”
Zayn smirked and let his wings spring free from his back, the same shining white and shadow swallowing black. The audience gasped while Nick gawked at him.
“S-step away! I have silver everywhere!” Nick demanded.
Zayn laughed as if it was cute. “Nick, Nick, Nick. I’m no Angel or Demon or Fallen One. I’m the Halfblood. Silver doesn’t affect me like it does with them. You can wear tons of silver. The only thing it does to those ‘creatures’ is weakening them. Silver weapons kill them. But silver neither weakens me, nor does it kill me. You don’t stand a chance, Nick. Open those cages and get the humans out of here before something happens.”
Nick, pale as the wall, handed Zayn the remote for the cages and ran out of the building, together with all those other humans.
Niall jumped out of the now open cage, along with Liam. Harry was out of his cage in a flash, walking over to his friends. He hugged Liam, Niall and Zayn before kissing Louis fiercely. They then watched how the Demons, Angels and Fallen Ones flew out of the building.
Harry turned around to thank Zayn once again, when suddenly there sounded a pained gasp from Louis. Harry quickly turned around, seeing Louis hunched over a bit, his left hand in a fist, pressing something to his chest over his heart. His blue eyes filled with tears.
“Louis! Louis, what’s up, talk to me!” Harry begged as he walked over to his boyfriend.
The shine of the Angel’s wings seemed to get less and he looked up at Harry, tears trailing down his cheeks as he croaked out, “M-my halo.” He then opened his hand on sobbing, watching how gold dust flew out of his hand and lost itself in the slight breeze.
Harry watched in horror as Louis dropped to his knees, his wings quickly losing their glow and shine as the feathers started looking duller. Louis then fell to his side, all strength leaving his body at a fast pace.
Behind him stood a triumphantly smirking Gerald. Harry didn’t pay attention to him but knelt down next to Louis, taking his face in his hands to place in on his lap, frantically stroking at his hair and begging with tears in his eyes for Louis to stay with him.
Niall’s blood boiled and his nostrils flared with anger. He had promised himself to protect Louis and now he was losing him because of some selfish Demon?
The Angel picked up the next weapon and recognized it as Louis’ dagger. He threw it, hitting the Demon’s side whose laughter stopped immediately in a pained choked off noise. Niall ran over, pulling the dagger out of the Demon’s side. He jabbed the blade into the Demon’s body until he finally dropped to the floor, flames licking at his body’s edges. The fire took over Gerald’s whole body, burning high as the Demon screeched in pain. The Demon fell into ashes and the fire stopped, the ashes being dragged away by the wind.
Suddenly, Niall felt the change. Something clicked and he reached over his head, feeling how his halo crumbled into gold dust, disappearing in the air. He then looked at his wings, watching how the golden feathers fell down on the floor, being replaced by black ones from the top to the bottom. He just fell.
He walked over to the other three kneeling around Louis. Harry was begging Louis through his tears to stop doing this to him.
Louis looked up at Niall. His lips were already dry and chapped, face pale and hair dull. But his eyes were as bright as ever, the deep blue full of wonder.
“Niall,” he breathed. “You fell.”
Niall wiped a tear away. “Without you, there’s nothing that keeps me in Heaven. Please, don’t go, Louis.”
The Angel shook his head and looked at Harry. “It’s to no use, we know that. As soon as an Angel’s halo is gone, they can’t get it back. I’m lost.”
“No, no, no,” Harry mumbled, grabbing at Louis hands and squeezing them. “No, you can’t leave me.”
“’m so sorry,” Louis mumbled.
Niall felt how Liam wrapped an arm around him. Everyone was crying, even Zayn who frantically tried drying them away with the back of his hand.
“We need to get him away from here. Come with me, my house is nearby,” he told the others and Harry lifted Louis up in bridal style as they followed the Halfblood.
“Don’t leave me,” Harry quietly begged again, quickening his pace as he walked after Zayn.
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I love you …
God, we’re getting closer to the end again. Can’t believe it.
But, I’m pretty far with my Late 300/Early 400 Follower Special, and I’m getting along well with my Elounor Break Up Special and I’m also good with that One Shot I just write because I can.
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