Tattoos
Separated.
LOUIS' POV
Over and over again, I plotted out exactly how this plan would go. Niall's plan was genius, it was totally thought out and almost perfect. It's almost like he knew we would be stopping by, so he did some thinking.
My leg bounced up and down as I kept thinking of ways the plan could go wrong, so I could prevent them from happening. On the outside, I always seem tough and rude which I am. But on the inside, I could never sleep at night because of the fear of getting caught.
It was almost four thirty in the morning, and I was still dressed in normal clothes. I went on a run yesterday to get some clothes for Claire, just a nice gesture since I've been such a dick to her in the past.
Claire.
Before I almost never felt anything but anger and fear. Now all these emotions that I'm new to see flooding in. I've noticed over the past couple of months I've been softer, but just a little.
I won't let some emotions blind me too much, I'm never safe, people are still after me and everyone else. Lyn, Claire and Liam are all in danger, and I don't want bad things to happen.
Yes at first I hated Lyn, Liam and I were just partners and Claire was just a girl I was stuck with. Now, Lyn gives advice, Liam is basically my friend and Claire is just amazing.
Sometimes it scares me, the first time I really did feel something for her was when she got shot. I was legitimately scared, even though we weren't close at all, I liked her company. Her attitude, I'll never get tired of. Her hilarious comebacks, and beautiful smile.
I sound like I'm in a cheesy romance movie. Gross.
The sound of light footsteps caught me off guard, they sounded like Claire's. They slowly got quiet as they went down the stairs. I got up and walked to my door, and quietly opened my door and peeked out. It was Claire, and she was running down the stairs.
It was dark so I couldn't really see her face, but I could tell by her body shape. I walked out into the hallway and followed, by the time I got to the steps, she was running on the first story.
I jogged down the stairs and soon got to the first floor, there was Claire sitting in the kitchen hugging her knees. The sound of light sniffles were heard in the kitchen, why was she crying.
"Claire?" I quietly asked.
She looked up startled, the moonlight was the only light source at the moment. But there were clearly tears running down her face.
"Oh," Her voice cracked as she spoke, "Hi."
"Erm hi. Are you okay?" I didn't want to sound too blunt but I really wasn't good at helping people with emotions.
Claire shrugged, "I'll be okay."
"But you're not right now, what's wrong?" I asked and slowly walked over to her and sat in front of her.
Claire avoided eye contact with me, not because she was ad or anything, almost in embarrassment. She just shook her head instead of saying anything. "Really, it's nothing. Just a nightmare."
It cracked my knuckles trying to think if I should ask her what it was about, or just let her have a moment. So I decided on asking, "Well what was it about?"
"I uh, I had to choose between people for a bad reason." Well that totally makes sense.
I pursed my lips and pretended like I understood, "Oh?"
Claire managed to crack a little smile, "It was like a game. There were three people there; you, Niall and Marty. There was a dark figure that said I had to choose between you and Niall and Marty. Whoever I chose got to live, the others had to die."
There was an awkward silence for a good thirty seconds or so. I didn't know what to say, it sounded like a hell of a dream but what do I do? Hug her? Tell it was just a dream? Yes Louis, fucking do that.
"I'm sorry," I hesitated but hugged her, "It was just a dream, that's all."
Claire wrapped her arms around me tightly, "Louis." She whispered.
"Yeah?"
"I chose you."
"Isn't that just adorable?" Liam's voice boomed.
I opened my eyes, wanting the close them because they weren't adjusted to the light quiet yet. Once they were, I saw what he meant. Claire and I were both leaned against the counter and asleep, still in eachother's arms.
Claire groaned as she pulled away and ran her hand through her hair. "Goodmorning to you too, Liam." Claire looked at me for a split second, giving me a smile and standing up. "I'm gonna shower." She walked out of the kitchen and toward the stairs.
I stood up and stretched and noticed Liam giving me a weird look. "What?"
"You're so whipped." He laughed, "Louis Tomlinson is whipped."
"Shut the fuck you were whipped after a week." I snapped.
Liam put his hands up in surrender, "Guilty. But it's funnier when it's you."
I gave him a glare, "Bite me."
I walked out of the kitchen and was about to walk to the couch, until something caught my eye outside. I walked over to the window and of course, fucking black cars.
There was that feeling again. The fear and anger that I've felt for more then six years, the FBI found us again. They weren't getting through those gates without Niall pushing a button.
"Liam! They found us, go get the girls!" screamed and ran up the stairs. "Niall!"
Niall ran down and met me halfway, "I know, I see them. I'll stall, go get ready." He rushed and made his way downstairs, "Oh and Louis. Remember the plan, I want the best for all of you."
I nodded and ran upstairs to my room and threw everything in my duffel bag. I grabbed my handgun and gave it a full round of billets, then ran to Claire's room. She was already packed and had a look of sadness on her face, she had to leave her family again.
"Go say bye to them, give me your things." I said.
Claire gave me a look of appreciation and handed me her bag, then bolted down the stairs. I walked to Lyn's room, where Liam was helping her.
"Liam hurry, we don't have more then five minutes." I urged and ran down stairs to find Niall.
Once I found him, Claire was talking to Marty and saying goodbye. Niall walked over to me and handed me two sets of keys, "The two black range rovers, use those and go out the back. They won't see you, go straight and take a left on Lees, you'll be hidden by trees. Good luck."
He smiled and walked over to Claire and gave her a hug. I ran to the garage and picked a random car and found the correct key to unlock it, I put Claire's bag inside and realized that I forgot my rifle. I groaned and ran upstairs and looked under the bed, there it was.
"Louis!" Lyn yelled, "Louis!"
"Yeah?" I said while running into the hallway.
She sighed, "Where are Claire and Liam?" She asked with a look of fear.
"I think they're in the garage, Niall gave us two cars." I grabbed Lyn's wrist, "We need to go now."
We both got down stairs and Liam and Claire were there. Liam was about to speak until the sound of people in the front room were heard.
"Here." I tossed him some keys, "Just take Claire, we need to go."
I shut the door and opened the garage door, then got into the car with Lyn. She held onto our bags for dear life as I sped off, Liam following behind me. As I drove out of the garage, I stuck my hand out the window and clicked the close button so the garage closed.
I was almost going at 100 miles an hour, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to get caught now. Once we were far from the house, I realized something. I didn't tell Liam where to go, hopefully he'll follow.
I saw the street Lees and took a hard right, looking into the review mirror, I saw that Liam didn't fucking turn. He kept going straight, soon I couldn't see the car that had Claire and Liam in it.
Out of frustration, I hit the steering wheel and cursed under my breath. "Lyn, we'll meet up with them somewhere. We just need to get out of the city for now."
Lyn ran her hand through her hair, "So we're on our own now? Until we find those two?"
I sighed, "Yep."
Over and over again, I plotted out exactly how this plan would go. Niall's plan was genius, it was totally thought out and almost perfect. It's almost like he knew we would be stopping by, so he did some thinking.
My leg bounced up and down as I kept thinking of ways the plan could go wrong, so I could prevent them from happening. On the outside, I always seem tough and rude which I am. But on the inside, I could never sleep at night because of the fear of getting caught.
It was almost four thirty in the morning, and I was still dressed in normal clothes. I went on a run yesterday to get some clothes for Claire, just a nice gesture since I've been such a dick to her in the past.
Claire.
Before I almost never felt anything but anger and fear. Now all these emotions that I'm new to see flooding in. I've noticed over the past couple of months I've been softer, but just a little.
I won't let some emotions blind me too much, I'm never safe, people are still after me and everyone else. Lyn, Claire and Liam are all in danger, and I don't want bad things to happen.
Yes at first I hated Lyn, Liam and I were just partners and Claire was just a girl I was stuck with. Now, Lyn gives advice, Liam is basically my friend and Claire is just amazing.
Sometimes it scares me, the first time I really did feel something for her was when she got shot. I was legitimately scared, even though we weren't close at all, I liked her company. Her attitude, I'll never get tired of. Her hilarious comebacks, and beautiful smile.
I sound like I'm in a cheesy romance movie. Gross.
The sound of light footsteps caught me off guard, they sounded like Claire's. They slowly got quiet as they went down the stairs. I got up and walked to my door, and quietly opened my door and peeked out. It was Claire, and she was running down the stairs.
It was dark so I couldn't really see her face, but I could tell by her body shape. I walked out into the hallway and followed, by the time I got to the steps, she was running on the first story.
I jogged down the stairs and soon got to the first floor, there was Claire sitting in the kitchen hugging her knees. The sound of light sniffles were heard in the kitchen, why was she crying.
"Claire?" I quietly asked.
She looked up startled, the moonlight was the only light source at the moment. But there were clearly tears running down her face.
"Oh," Her voice cracked as she spoke, "Hi."
"Erm hi. Are you okay?" I didn't want to sound too blunt but I really wasn't good at helping people with emotions.
Claire shrugged, "I'll be okay."
"But you're not right now, what's wrong?" I asked and slowly walked over to her and sat in front of her.
Claire avoided eye contact with me, not because she was ad or anything, almost in embarrassment. She just shook her head instead of saying anything. "Really, it's nothing. Just a nightmare."
It cracked my knuckles trying to think if I should ask her what it was about, or just let her have a moment. So I decided on asking, "Well what was it about?"
"I uh, I had to choose between people for a bad reason." Well that totally makes sense.
I pursed my lips and pretended like I understood, "Oh?"
Claire managed to crack a little smile, "It was like a game. There were three people there; you, Niall and Marty. There was a dark figure that said I had to choose between you and Niall and Marty. Whoever I chose got to live, the others had to die."
There was an awkward silence for a good thirty seconds or so. I didn't know what to say, it sounded like a hell of a dream but what do I do? Hug her? Tell it was just a dream? Yes Louis, fucking do that.
"I'm sorry," I hesitated but hugged her, "It was just a dream, that's all."
Claire wrapped her arms around me tightly, "Louis." She whispered.
"Yeah?"
"I chose you."
"Isn't that just adorable?" Liam's voice boomed.
I opened my eyes, wanting the close them because they weren't adjusted to the light quiet yet. Once they were, I saw what he meant. Claire and I were both leaned against the counter and asleep, still in eachother's arms.
Claire groaned as she pulled away and ran her hand through her hair. "Goodmorning to you too, Liam." Claire looked at me for a split second, giving me a smile and standing up. "I'm gonna shower." She walked out of the kitchen and toward the stairs.
I stood up and stretched and noticed Liam giving me a weird look. "What?"
"You're so whipped." He laughed, "Louis Tomlinson is whipped."
"Shut the fuck you were whipped after a week." I snapped.
Liam put his hands up in surrender, "Guilty. But it's funnier when it's you."
I gave him a glare, "Bite me."
I walked out of the kitchen and was about to walk to the couch, until something caught my eye outside. I walked over to the window and of course, fucking black cars.
There was that feeling again. The fear and anger that I've felt for more then six years, the FBI found us again. They weren't getting through those gates without Niall pushing a button.
"Liam! They found us, go get the girls!" screamed and ran up the stairs. "Niall!"
Niall ran down and met me halfway, "I know, I see them. I'll stall, go get ready." He rushed and made his way downstairs, "Oh and Louis. Remember the plan, I want the best for all of you."
I nodded and ran upstairs to my room and threw everything in my duffel bag. I grabbed my handgun and gave it a full round of billets, then ran to Claire's room. She was already packed and had a look of sadness on her face, she had to leave her family again.
"Go say bye to them, give me your things." I said.
Claire gave me a look of appreciation and handed me her bag, then bolted down the stairs. I walked to Lyn's room, where Liam was helping her.
"Liam hurry, we don't have more then five minutes." I urged and ran down stairs to find Niall.
Once I found him, Claire was talking to Marty and saying goodbye. Niall walked over to me and handed me two sets of keys, "The two black range rovers, use those and go out the back. They won't see you, go straight and take a left on Lees, you'll be hidden by trees. Good luck."
He smiled and walked over to Claire and gave her a hug. I ran to the garage and picked a random car and found the correct key to unlock it, I put Claire's bag inside and realized that I forgot my rifle. I groaned and ran upstairs and looked under the bed, there it was.
"Louis!" Lyn yelled, "Louis!"
"Yeah?" I said while running into the hallway.
She sighed, "Where are Claire and Liam?" She asked with a look of fear.
"I think they're in the garage, Niall gave us two cars." I grabbed Lyn's wrist, "We need to go now."
We both got down stairs and Liam and Claire were there. Liam was about to speak until the sound of people in the front room were heard.
"Here." I tossed him some keys, "Just take Claire, we need to go."
I shut the door and opened the garage door, then got into the car with Lyn. She held onto our bags for dear life as I sped off, Liam following behind me. As I drove out of the garage, I stuck my hand out the window and clicked the close button so the garage closed.
I was almost going at 100 miles an hour, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to get caught now. Once we were far from the house, I realized something. I didn't tell Liam where to go, hopefully he'll follow.
I saw the street Lees and took a hard right, looking into the review mirror, I saw that Liam didn't fucking turn. He kept going straight, soon I couldn't see the car that had Claire and Liam in it.
Out of frustration, I hit the steering wheel and cursed under my breath. "Lyn, we'll meet up with them somewhere. We just need to get out of the city for now."
Lyn ran her hand through her hair, "So we're on our own now? Until we find those two?"
I sighed, "Yep."
Notes
Short but eventful chapter. It's been awhile since we've had a Louis P.O.V.
-JJ ,xo
aw fuck
1/19/18