Hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, here's the start of a new saga. From here there will be more action, more intensity, and more information on the past

Can I get 280 votes and 400 comments for an update

Thank you, please enjoy!

"We're in" Harry said in relief "We're in" he repeated "Is everyone okay?" He questioned, looking between the boys

He turned around to slam the gates shut and the gun shots ceased

"Niall? Zayn? Liam?" He questioned in turn, looking each man once over and sighing in relief when they were ok "You good?" He questioned

"Yes, boss" they chorused

"Louis?" He questioned, looking down at the boy who was still tucked into his side

"Harry" Louis said quietly, looking down at his stomach just as blood started to cover the front of his shirt

"Shit" Harry practically screamed, hauling Louis into his arms just as the boy lost all strength in his legs

Commotion sounded all around Louis as each boy yelled out different things to help

Liam grabbed Louis' lower body and helped carrying him inside with Harry

Zayn and Niall piled into the living room with Zayn pulling Louis to lay down in the floor as Niall ran to the bathroom for a first aid kit

"Shit" Harry repeated as he tore open Louis' shirt "Hey hey, Louis, speak to me" he ordered grabbing at the boys hand and squeezing tightly "Tell me how you feel"

Louis didn't reply, just curled into Harry's side and squeezed the man's hand

"Zayn" Harry snapped "Zayn, can you do something?"

"I can try" Zayn answered "Niall!" He called loudly

Niall raced into the room, throwing Zayn a first aid kit

The dark haired man fiddled through he kit and Harry bounced his leg nervously as he waited for the man to take action

Harry pulled Louis into his arms, stroking at the boy's hair "It's okay, baby" he soothed "You'll be fine" he promised, letting Louis claw at his forearm

Liam tore off a piece of his own shirt, leaning forwards to look at the wound across Louis' small stomach before pressing the piece of his shirt against it to prevent the boy from bleeding out

Everything was happening so fast and the the world around Harry was spinning and shouting and the one he loved most was dying right in front of him and there was nothing he could do about it

"Hurts" Louis sobbed

"Liam!" Harry shouted "Liam, do something"

"I'm trying, Harry" Liam muttered, holding a piece of cloth against Louis' stomach "Zayn's the doctor, not me"

"Harry" Louis mumbled "Harry, make it stop"

"God, baby, I wish I could" Harry replied, rubbing Louis' back softly "I'm so sorry, my love"

Harry had seen worse, done worse, inflicted worse and even felt worse. Louis wasn't going to die from the wound if treated quickly, the bleeding had to be stopped, that's all.

The bullet wound was what would be classed as a graze that went across Louis' stomach rather than through it, and for someone like Harry, it could be taken with nothing more than gritted teeth and a frown

Harry, however, had an extremely high pain tolerance and he could take even a gunshot without as much as a scream. He was used to pain, he was used to suffering and he was used to getting hurt

What he wasn't used to, was watching someone who he loved suffer and not be able to do anything about it. He'd been there once before and it hadn't ended well

Harry took Louis' hand in his own, squeezing it tightly "It's okay" he told the smaller boy "You're going to be okay" he promised, rubbing small circles in to the back of Louis' hand. He had Louis' small hand sandwiched between both of his own, holding it tightly in hopes of distracting Louis from the pain

Zayn grabbed an injective needle, ripping the lid off with his teeth "Hold on, you're going to be fine" Zayn told Louis softly

Louis wasn't crying anymore, just screwing his eyes shut and squirming around uncomfortably. He nodded as Zayn spoke to him; a thin layer of sweat covered his body as he twisted against the surface beneath him

Zayn stabbed the needle into Louis' forearm, making the boy flinch at the sudden harsh contact

"Careful!" Harry shouted "For fucks sake, be careful with him" he told Zayn, softer this time

"I'm alright" Louis promised, his voice coming out in a strained mutter

"He's brave, Harry" Liam spoke up "You don't give him enough credit" he added with a shrug "Not many people can take a gunshot without passing out"

"Not helping" Niall mumbled, looking at Louis who cringed at Liam's words. The boy was pale and his eyelids were hooded

"Don't you dare pass out on me" Harry said sharply, giving Louis' hand a shake "You hear me?"

"I won't" Louis said softly

"Promise me" Harry said

"Promise" Louis repeated "Doesn't even hurt"

"And that's the meds kicking in" Zayn said proudly "He should be alright after the bleeding stops"

"You alright Harry?" Niall asked "You look more pale than Louis"

"Don't tell me you've developed a fear of blood" Zayn teased as Harry's eyes looked at the pool of blood on the floor. There was too much

Harry's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, tearing one of his hands away from Louis' so that he could press a hand against his leg

A jolt of pain seared through him and he momentarily lost balance, almost losing the strength in his leg

"Harry" Louis said weakly "Harry, what's wrong?" he asked

Harry didn't reply, instead he grabbed a knife from his back pocket

"The fuck are you doing?" Liam asked as Harry cut into his jeans, slitting open the bottom half and ripping it open

"Yeah, thought so" Harry muttered, revealing a bullet in his leg

The rest of the boy's fell silent, watching as Harry dug his fingers into the wound and dug around for the bullet

"Stop" Louis said quickly "Harry, stop it! You're going to hurt yourself"

"Lay down" Zayn ordered, picking up a pair of tweezers

Harry hesitated, looking down at his hand which was attached to Louis'

"Do you want to pass out?" Liam snapped, shoving Harry onto the floor and consequently breaking their hands apart

"Fuck you" Harry murmured, suddenly feeling dizzy and a little bit queasy

"The fuck is wrong with you" Zayn shouted at him "You didn't fucking feel a bullet go into your leg?"

"Thought I banged it when I tripped up earlier" Harry admitted "Didn't think I'd been shot"

"So you didn't fucking feel it?" Niall asked incredulously

"As a matter of fact, no, I did not" Harry told him "Was too occupied with more important matters" he confessed, looking over to Louis

"Oh, Harry" Louis said weakly "I'm sorry" he added softly

"Don't be" Liam said to Louis "Not your fault he's a dick"

"Don't speak to him like that" Harry told Liam "Shit, Zayn!" he exclaimed when the tweezers that Zayn was holding grazed past a nerve

"Shut up if you don't want me to do it again" Zayn calmly

"You did that to him on purpose?" Louis said in shock and Zayn shrugged "Don't do that" he protested

"I'm okay, baby" Harry lied, on the verge of passing out as Zayn finally tugged out the bullet

"Shit, Harry, it's bad" Niall observed

"Infected" Zayn stated "Hold on" he said to Harry, jumping up and pulling out a bottle of strong vodka from the cupboard before sitting back down and pulling off the lid

"You're not going to...?" Liam asked, uncertainty evident in his voice

"Got to improvise" Zayn replied with a shrug, pouring the spirit onto Harry's leg

"Shit!" Harry shouted as a burning sensation shot through his bullet wound and through the rest of his leg "Shit!" he called out again

"Had to be done" Zayn said unsympathetically as he grabbed a clean cloth and pressed it against the wound

"Remind me to shoot you when I can stand again" Harry snapped, breathing heavily through his nose

"If you can stand again" Zayn shot back

"Zayn, we need stitches on Louis" Liam told him, still pressing a piece of cloth against the smaller boy's stomach

"One second, I'm a little busy" Zayn muttered

"Do it" Harry said quickly "Just stitch him up"

"Zayn" Liam said desperately "He's losing a lot of blood"

And amongst the commotion of realising that Harry was shot and injured, Louis had passed out

"He's out" Liam added, observing the boy laid in front of him

"Stitch him, now" Harry demanded

"If I leave you, I can't guarantee that you'll be okay" Zayn said firmly, still cleaning out Harry's cut

"Help him" Harry said firmly, practically pushing Zayn away from him

Zayn breathed out heavily, taking his hand off of Harry's leg "Liam, hold that against his leg"

"I'm not fucking incapable" Harry snapped, snatching the cloth from Zayn and holding it against his own leg

Zayn moved over to Louis, picking up some wire thread and a needle; threading it quickly. He then leant over Louis, pulling up his bloody T-shirt and assessing the wound. It wasn't infecting and wouldn't need cleaning until after the stitching had been done. With this newfound information, Zayn pinched the wound closed and made the first stitch, reattaching Louis' skin together piece by piece

"Didn't know you could stitch that quickly" Niall said in shock at how neat the stitching was once Zayn had finished

"Studied medicine, you think I didn't pick up a few skills?" he asked

"Well yeah I figured, but I didn't know that stitching was one of them" Niall replied, looking at the neat wound in awe

"It's a fine art" Zayn stated with a shrug

"Zayn" Liam said loudly, making the other boy look over to Harry

"Fucking hell don't you pass out on me" Zayn sighed at Harry who rolled his eyes "Niall, carry Louis to the spare room"

"Put him in my room" Harry intervened

"You need to rest too" Zayn stated "Sharing space when you both need plenty isn't good"

"Then I'll take the spare" Harry argued, watching as Niall carefully picked up Louis "My room, Niall" he ordered

"Got it" Niall replied

"Stop speaking" Zayn ordered Harry "You're going to go unconscious if you keep using your energy"

"I'm fine" Harry insisted

"Just shut up" Zayn told him, refilling the syringe with morphine

"Don't need that" Harry stated "Doesn't hurt" he said truthfully

It didn't. Not the gun wound anyway. He felt dizzy from the infection, a little sick and slightly tired out; but, what made him feel the worst, was knowing that Louis had just passed out

Sure, he'd seen people die. He'd even lost people that he'd cared about, but Louis was different. Harry knew that he wasn't capable to love someone in the way that the average person would love, but he did know that he was capable of feeling, and whatever he felt for Louis was strong. It wasn't love, as such (or so he thought), but it was a strong urge- no- a strong desire to protect him at all costs

In the midst of his thought of Louis, he felt a stinging sensation in his wrist

"It's not morphine" Zayn told him "It's an anaesthetic"

"You're knocking me out?" Harry questioned, suddenly feeling drowsy

"It's for the best" Zayn told him softly "And I can't fucking concentrate whilst you're talking"

"I-I'm going to" Harry said slowly "I'm going to kill you"

"Yeah yeah" Zayn scoffed "I've heard that one before" he added with a chuckle "Now stop trying to resist and just go to sleep"

Harry grunted at Zayn, a scowl evident on his face

"And once you wake up, try not to hallucinate" he stated "The infection will give you a really bad fever"

"Fuck you" Harry muttered, his light headed state suddenly taking control and within seconds, he was asleep

***

Louis woke up in Harry's bed, immediately turning around to see no Harry. He let out a small yelp when he felt a familiar pain in this stomach

At this, Zayn came rushing into the room, looking at Louis with wide eyes "Shit, you're awake" he noted "Are you okay?"

"Just turned around funny, that's all" Louis explained "I'm fine" he promised

"That's good" Zayn said softly, walking over to Louis and lifting up the boy's T-shirt slowly "These are good" he stated, referring to the stitched "No infection"

"You did that?" Louis asked, looking down at the neat little stitches that danced across his small stomach

"Yeah" Zayn answered

"Where's Harry" Louis said suddenly "Is he okay? Why isn't he here? Di-"

"Relax relax" Zayn said quickly "He's in the spare room"

"Is he okay?" Louis asked, praying to god that Zayn wasn't just talking about Harry's body. For all Louis' knew Harry could have died whilst he'd passed out and all that was in the spare room was Harry's cold corpse. He cringed at the thought

"From what I can tell" Zayn answered

"What does that mean?" Louis questioned

"It means that he's unconscious" Zayn stated "Which is totally fine because I sedated him" he explained

"He's okay though?" Louis asked

"He's alive" Zayn promised "He should be awake any minute"

"How long was I out?" Louis pondered aloud

"About 45 minutes, not too long" Zayn stated "You're okay, you didn't lose that much blood, actually" he said softly

"I didn't?" Louis said in shock, remembering the amount of blood that covered his clothes, his hands and the floor

"Nope" Zayn answered "You actually have to lose a 5th of your bodies' blood to be in serious danger" he explained "I'm guessing you lost about half of that"

"Oh" was all that Louis could think to reply "So I don't need to do anything apart from wait to get better?" he asked

"A blood transfusion would help speed up your recovery, but we can't do that without testing your blood type, so you should be back to normal in a couple of days" Zayn explained "You'll just have to eat foods that contain a lot of iron which will naturally increase your red blood cell levels and help you get back to normal"

"That sounds...okay" Louis said "I feel okay, considering" he added, sort of shocked that he wasn't in excruciating pain

"That's great" Zayn replied with a grin "I'm glad"

"And you're sure that Harry's okay?" He asked

"Wanna go see him?" Zayn asked and Louis nodded immediately "Hop up then, little soldier" Zayn said softly holding a hand out to help Louis up

Louis took Zayn's hand and shuffled to the end of the bed where Zayn practically lifted him out

"You good?" Zayn asked when Louis was finally on his feet, holding onto the boy's forearms to steady him

Louis blinked a couple of times, testing the strength in his legs before nodding "Think so" he replied

"C'mon then" Zayn said, wrapping an arm around Louis before leading him out of the bedroom

"Why wasn't Harry in here?" Louis asked as they steller out into the corridor

"He insisted you take the master bedroom" Zayn answered

"He did?" Louis questioned with a frown

"Told you that he loves you, didn't I?" Zayn replied, nudging Louis softly

The boy couldn't help but blush at Zayn's words as they walked into the spare bedroom where Liam and Niall were already sat

"Hey, buddy" Liam greeted, immediately standing up so that Louis could take the chair

"Hi" Louis replied, reaching out for Liam "thanks for helping me" he said as Liam wrapped his arms around him "It's one of the only things I remember"

It was true, before he passed out all he could remember was Liam holding a cloth against his stomach and wiping his hair from his face as everyone gathered around Harry. Liam stuck by him, and he was thankful for that

Even though if it came down to life or death, he would rather Harry survive. But he was so scared in the moment, and having Liam beside him before he passed out was the only thing that comforted him

"No problem" Liam whispered into his neck "Just don't ever get shot again" he joked, rubbing Louis' back before withdrawing and helping the boy onto the chair

Niall stepped closer, leaning forwards to press a kiss to Louis' cheek

"I'm glad you're alright" the blonde man said quietly, rubbing Louis' shoulder softly

Louis smiled at him, leaning into Niall "Thanks, Ni"  Louis replied softly "I'm just glad none of you three got hurt"

Niall smiled in reply, sitting down on the floor in front of Louis and leaning back between the boy's legs

Louis played with Niall's hair subconsciously whilst Liam and Zayn stood behind him protectively, with Zayn absent mindedly stroking his shoulder

"How long have you two been in here?" Louis asked

"Since we carried him here" Liam answered "Heavy bastard, he is" he added playfully and Niall snorted

Louis flicked him at this and the blonde boy continued to laugh "Don't be mean to him, he's hurt" Louis scolded

"It's true, though" Niall pointed out "I carried you to bed easily, but this dick needed both me and Liam"

"Still" Louis huffed, rolling his eyes at the boys "Don't be mean when he can't defend himself, that's not fair"

Zayn smirked at this "You're the cutest" he said, ruffling Louis' hair from behind

The boys muttered their agreements and Louis shook his head in embarrassment. There was a moment of silence before Louis spoke again

"When's he going to wake up?" Louis asked

"The anaesthetic should have worn off already, but my guess is that the loss of blood has made him pass out for longer" Zayn explained

"Is he going to be okay?" Louis asked

"Harry's been shot in the chest before" Liam told him "This is minor"

"Oh" Louis said softly

"Come downstairs" Zayn told him after a couple fo seconds "It's not healthy to be watching a murderer sleep"

Louis cringed at this, forever forgetting that Harry was a killer, not just the man who saved Louis' from his past life. Harry was the bad guy

"Okay" Louis replied, standing up and following outside

Niall and Liam shared a look before following the boys out of the room

"Shouldn't you stay with him?" Louis questioned "In case he wakes"

"Oh believe me, he'll make us aware of it the second he wakes up" Niall replied

Louis hummed on content before following Zayn down the stairs

He glanced at the front door as the rest of the boys were piling into the hallway and about to enter the living room

Louis took the chance to walk over to the front door and place his hand on the handle

"Where are you going?" Liam asked, raising an eyebrow at Louis who was opening the front door

"You can't go outside" Niall stated, folding his arms across his chest

Louis squirmed slightly, being under the gaze of the three men "I-I just wanted to water my flowers" he said softly

Liam's sharp gaze immediately softened and he stepped towards Louis "Here, I'll do it" he said quietly, leaning forwards to kiss Louis' cheek "You need to stay inside"

Louis pouted but nodded, smiling at Liam before stepping towards Niall and Zayn "Thanks" he said softly

"Come one, bro" Zayn said to him "You need to rest" he ordered softly, taking the boy's hand and leading him into the living room with Niall alongside them

***

Louis made it his main priority to sit besides Harry whilst he was still passed out. Zayn said that he could awaken any minute and Louis was both excited and anxious about that happening, as Zayn said that he may have a fever  that could cause him to become ill and hallucinate

Eitherway, Louis wanted to be with him when he awoke, because he knew that Harry was only on this state because of him. Firstly he was shot because he was next to Louis and secondly he didn't realise it because he was talking care of Louis

The boys popped in and out of the room all day, checking on Louis and bringing him food and water as Louis sat besides Harry in the small chair armchair

Finaly finally, over 24 hours after he'd been sedated, Louis felt Harry's hand twitch beneath his own

Louis jumped back immediately, in shock at the feeling of movement but then he smiled widely and placed his hand back on top of Harry's

Harry stirred slightly and his fingers twitched again just and his eyes flickered open

He was squinting, and looked abnormally tired, but he gazed up on Louis nonetheless

"Harry" Louis whispered with a smile

Harry blinked at him a couold of times "Mum?" he muttered back, unsure

"Um..." Louis trailed off, his voice laced in uncertainty "No, Harry" he replied

"Mum, I miss you" Harry stated, looking down at Louis' hand and squeezing it as tightly as he could muster

Louis felt his heart ache, stepping closer to Harry "H, it's Louis"

"I'm so sorry" Harry told Louis "I'm so sorry for hurting you" he added, looking up at Louis with watery eyed "I'm sorry"

"Y-you didn't hurt me, Harry" Louis said softly

"I never wanted to" Harry promised "Please just forgive me, mum" he cried, clawing at Louis' hand

"What do you mean, Harry?" Louis asked, not noticing as tears began to burn in his eyes, not yet releasing them

"I know that you asked me to" Harry whispered "But I'm so sorry" he choked out "I'm so sorry, I never wanted to hurt you" he promised

"I know" Louis told him, tears finally beginning to trickle down his cheeks

"I'm a monster" Harry dry sobbed,  clutching Louis' hand tightly and leaning closer to the boy

"No you're not" Louis said sincerely,  leaning forwards and wrapping an arm around Harry "You're not a monster, Harry, you saved me" he stated, speaking of how Harry had freed almost a year ago

"I know that's what you told me" Harry replied, still referring to Louis as his mother "But I didn't want to do it" he said, taking Louis' hand in his own and holding it tightly "I didn't want to hurt you, mum"

"It's okay" Louis promised, he was breathing harshly now

"I miss you" Harry choked out, voice weak and strained "I miss you, mum" he repeated

Louis stayed silent, breathing harshly through his mouth and squeezing his eyes shut as he rubbed Harry's back to comfort him

"I'm afraid" Harry continued "I'm afraid that I'm going to hurt him, like I hurt you" he said

Louis pondered on the idea that maybe Harry was talking about him, but the thought vanished when Harry spoke again

"I don't want to ruin someone so pure" he cried "Not again"

"You won't" Louis promised

Vulnerable Harry😭😭😭

Y'all PLEASE wish me luck for my two English exams this week. I NEED it because I am the worst. And British exams are so hard. Please pray for me y'all

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I wrote the last scene around eight months ago and I've been waiting to post it for ages. I worked SO hard on it

Questions:

How did Harry hurt his mum? What do you think happened?

WHO THE HELL SHOT MY SONS?

Do you want a scene with Harry taking care of Louis or Louis taking care of Harry?

Hope you all enjoyed! Thanks for reading

Vote? Comment? Ilygsm. Mwah x