THE DEATH OF YOU

Once there was this little city, and in the little city was a little house.
In this little house lived a little girl with no parents, no brothers, no sisters. But she had her Nan. And for this little girl that was enough. She was happy, she had bright twinkly blue eyes and dimples so deep that flashed with every smile. in her mind she had more then she needed, more than enough.
Over the years this little girl grew older. Some might say she was less happy, since she was quiet and had only one friend. She kept to herself, living her days about home, school and work. But she was happy, she truly was. Because to her this was more then enough. The girl grew some more and by that time had more than one friend. She wasn't as quiet as she used to be and didn't keep to her own.
One day the girl lost her Nan and her little family wasn't a family no longer. The girl was devastated and her smile was gone. So was her voice and her bright twinkly eyes.
The only thing left were her tears.
Suddenly it wasn't more than enough. It wasn't enough at all. The girl felt lost and unloved and unwanted.
However this was less then true. Those friends the girl made as she grew loved her dearly and wanted her back deeply. They picked her up and dried her tears and explained that they are family too. She shouldn't be sad since she has them and they have her and that is more than enough.
The smile appeared once more on the girls face and the shine was back in her eyes, because her friends were right. She does have more than enough.
The girl grew some more, and not all was happy and easy but it was OK because she had her friends and that was more than enough. Knowing they're there every step of the way gave her strength, to keep on going, to hold on, because having them was more, much more than enough.
"Cassie.."
I jump from my sleep to find Justin leaning over me shaking me awake.
"What's wrong?" I whisper, my voice thick with sleep. My body aches and my head hurts, and the light in the room is so bright that it is hurting my eyes.
"Shhh! Listen," he whispers in reply. I do as I'm told. Sirens.
"They are looking for us!" I sit up straighter, forgetting momentarily about my aches and pains.
"They are looking for you," Justin agrees.
"And you.. they know by now you didn't have a choice," I assure him.
"If I ever get out of here I'll stand trial for sure.. I might even need to do a little time," he mumbles.
"No you won't! I'll testify, and so will Liam and Harry and a bunch of other people.. anyone would have done what you did for your baby sister," I reach for his hand and squeeze it, making his gaze find my own.
"I'm scared... what if Kristen is hurt? What if my dad is dead?" His voice is barely a whisper and I wonder for a moment if I heard right.
"They're not dead! Stay positive," I give his hand another squeeze.
The sirens are so close now it sounds like they are right outside of wherever we are kept. I scramble to my feet running to the little window on the other side of the room, picking up a long pole on my way. Before anyone can realize what I'm about to do, I swing back and smash it against the already broken glass. The window smashes to a million pieces. I start screaming and waving my hands outside of it like a crazy person. The man guarding us is rushing to where I'm at and I scream louder hoping to get someone's attention before he manages to stop me. I hear a crash that makes me glance sideways. Justin had slammed against him, knocking him off balance and into the boxes piled against the wall.
"Cassie can you see out? If I help you would you be able to climb out and run?" Justin hurries to help me, already picking me up and helping me out.
"Yes but what about you?" I shout, my senses heighten by my adrenaline.
"Get help Cass!"
I am half out the window when the door bursts open. Justin pushes me out before turning to try and fight off the in comers. I lose my balance and fall out. I have no time to check what is happening inside. I prey Justin is able to stay alive as I ignore my cuts and bruises and run barefoot down the street. I hear shouting and I know the men are probably looking for me, and will be on my tail in no time.
"There she is!" I hear a shout. I push myself harder ignoring the pain and take the corner, no idea where I'm going or where I am.
Suddenly I'm grabbed by the waist. I kick out and scream shaking my head trying to break free.
A hand is clasped to my mouth and I am pulled back and pulled down to the floor. I am held against a strong body, not knowing who it might belong to.
"Cassie calm down or they'll find us," a hushed voice is whispered into my ear. I stop fighting him and lay still. He is still holding on to me and has my mouth covered. I wonder who he is and how he knows who I am. It seems like a long while before he lets me go. I scramble away from him. Tears are running down my face as I turn to see who this person might be, ready to fight for my freedom.
"It's me Luke! Remember me? I'm here to help you!" He holds his arms out in peace.
"Luke?" My voice is shaking.
"Yes.. we went to school together? In Watford?" He reminds me.
"I was kidnapped! And my friend is still in there! I must get help! They will kill him! And his sister and dad! I need to call Harry!" My words run into each other as I cry and go into a deeper meltdown.
Luke holds up his hand before starting to speak.
"I have her. There is one other victim still in the building." I have no idea what is going on, or who the hell he is talking to. I need to get out of here and all he is doing is talking into that thing.
His blue eyes stare at me as he speaks. It's as if he got an answer because he continues to talk.
"I'm taking her back to my team and for medical care, we need an ambulance," he says. Then, he turns to me crinkling his forehead.
"Can you walk?"
I don't have time to reply since a shooting sound makes us jump. I let out a scream. Luke however is fast. He moves quickly, pulling me behind a big bin covering my body with his. He asks for backup before taking a gun out of God knows where and starts shooting.
I cover ears and press my face into my knees, jumping every time the gun goes off.
There are more guns and I'm panicking.
"Stay here! And don't move," he orders me. Suddenly I don't feel his body pressed against mine and his absence is felt deeply.
The guns keep going off and I decide to peek out and see what is going on and if I can get out of here. I start getting up slowly, when someone gets hold of my hair and pulls at it to get me up. I scream for Luke as I am held hostage once more.
"Game over fuck face!" The man holding me says. I feel cold metal press to my temple. I squeeze my eyes shut scared to move.
"Ok! All right! I give in," I hear Luke claim. I open my eyes. He is stood in front of me his hands up his gun on the floor and a man behind him holding a gun to his back.
"Please.. no need to hurt the girl," he says to the man holding me.
"She needs to learn her lesson... she could have gotten us killed.. Jermaya pissed for letting her escape.
"Your fault for being shitty kidnappers!" I hiss. The gun presses harder to my temple, cutting my skin.
"Shut up bitch!"
"Ok mate! You win! No need to hurt the girl," Luke hurries to claim.
"Who the fuck are you?!" The man behind Luke asks.
"Just someone who heard her cry..." Luke shrugs.
"Well now you got yourself in trouble mate," the man holding me snickers.
"Why don't you just let her go?" Luke offers.
"You kidding? Anyway if she gets away the little girl dies," he adds.
"No! Please! I'll do anything you ask! Just don't hurt her!" I start crying again, scared for little Kristen.
"Shut up you cunt!" I get smacked by the gun. I lose my footing and black dots appear in front of my eyes as I try not to lose consciousness.
"Ok.. that's enough!" Luke calls.
"Kill him!" Someone says.
Suddenly there is shooting again. I am dropped to the ground, the man pulling my hair falling beside me.
I cover my head with my arms, making myself as small as I possibly can.
"Took you long enough!" I hear Luke call out.
"You idiot! You could have gotten both of yourselves killed! The captain will have what to say!" An angry voice replies.
"I wouldn't! Not with her dating Styles.. I've seen what that bloke does to people who don't treat this girl right," Luke says.
Someone touches my shoulder then, and I flinch back.
"Cass... you're safe love.. I've got you," Luke whispers next to me.
"What have you done?" I sob, pushing myself half up so I could see him. I'm dirty and bloody and hurting, but I don't care. The only thing I care about is Kristen.
"What do you mean? I saved you.. I'm going to get you back to Styles," he seems surprised.
"And you just promised the little girl's death sentence! That is on us! That's on me! I should have never tried to escape," I sob.
"What little girl? The Walker girl?" The man who was just moments ago cross with Luke speaks up.
"She is safe, we have her! Well... us in the US.. that is how we got the tip to look here.. someone talked there," Luke smiles proudly.
"She's alive?" I'm not sure if to believe him or not.
"Yes. We are still looking for your friend and his dad seems to still be missing but the girl is safe," Luke replies softly.
"That means they will kill Justin for sure!" I start crying again. "We will get to Justin, But I need you to come with me Cassie, we need to get you to a hospital, and I am sure there are people waiting to hug you, and see for themselves that you're alive and well," Luke continues.
I nod, and try to get up, but now, once I'm not chased after, I feel the pain, and it is excruciating. I gasp and hold my head with both hands, clenching my teeth in pain. Everything is hurting.
"What is it?" Luke falls to his knees next to me.
"Everything.. I can't move.. Everything hurts," I hiss between my teeth. Talking hurts.
"Troy! How fare is the ambulance?" Luke shouts over my head.
"Not far, need help?" The man called Troy answers.
"No- I'll get her, you keep watch and make sure we aren't attacked again," Luke orders. He scoops me off the ground, sending more pain everywhere in my body. But I know it's a must, since we cannot stay here.
Luke carries me in his arms, Troy who looks a couple of years older holds his gun out, making sure no one surprises us.
"We are coming the corner, hold fire!" Troy commands. And as we turn there is a handful of officers, and two ambulances.
Paramedics rush over and take me from Luke, but he follows after them, not letting me out of his sight.
I am checked and bandaged up, an IV inserted into my arm as I am picked up on a bed into the ambulance.
I pick up my head looking for Luke wanting a familiar face to stay with me. People are talking to me, asking questions but I don't reply, scared and worried for Justin and being alone.
Suddenly Luke hops into the ambulance while a older man follows after him yelling at him.
"Where the hell do you think you're going? You should be glad I'm not suspending you here and now!"
"Hendrix! I promise you I'll come back as soon as I make sure Cassie is under Styles's watchful eye, and then you'll be able to scold me as much as you want!" Luke rolls his eyes and then winks at me.
Handrix curses under his breath before letting us go.
They shut the door and we are off.
"Cass, you're safe, go to sleep, Harry will be here when you wake," Luke holds my hand lightly, promise in his eyes. I don't feel safe, but I close my eyes, not able to hold them open any longer.

Notes

Hi Guys,

Just wanted to say thank you for the people who are still reading.

I know some people gave this story bad ratings because they didn't like it, but I also know a few gave it bad ratings because it seems pro Israel with Guy being Israeli and being part of the IDF which is quite mean since that isn't what makes a story bad. The fact that they don't like Israel or don't believe in it doesn't mean they should give a bad rating- The story isn't about Israel, that isn't the main story line. So please, if any of those people are still reading, put your hate of Israel aside and rate the story true to what you think of it. If you think it's shit then fine- give it a bad rating but why are you still reading?

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