Crystal Crown

I push them back and they watch me, satisfied, as I run over to Louis, sprawled across the street.'
Thank god nobody is here, or we would be in too much trouble.

A gap on his left arm is bleeding, and his stomach - OH GOD - along with some small wounds that those assholes must have shot.

This is all my fault.
All of it.
Every single thing.

My throat closes and I try not to cry, try not to think he's going to die..

"I'm okay," He says, barely audible, clinging to my hand.
I look down at him, tears threatening to spill over my lashes.

"No, you're not okay. I'm getting you to a hospital and leaving before I cause any more harm."

"You can't leave."
"I-"
"Please."
"Louis, I - "
"Crystal. You cannot leave."

"I won't. Okay? I'm staying here. I promise."
I grab his phone from his pocket and he doesn't even try to yank it back.

I pick the contact with Harry written on it.
I dial his phone and put it to my ear.

"Hey, Louis!"
"Harry!"
"Uhh.. Hi?"
"It's Crystal."
"Crystal? What's up?"
"Louis got shot."
"What!?"
"He got shot. My parents. They shot him. You have to come right now." My voice is choked, and I give him the address.

"You're gonna be alright.." I whisper, but I don't think he's hearing me.

Then, without hesitation, I lean down and plant my lips firmly on his.

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