"Mom, why do the best people die?"

"When you're in a garden, which flowers do you pick?"

"The most beautiful ones."

– Unknown

It is vastly known how precious that family is, their love and care for each other just makes my heart churn even more that this happened after everything they have already been through. I still can't wrap my head around it. People may not realize, but over the years we followed Louis, we watched that beautiful kid grow up. Seeing her life be put to an end so quickly makes me raise so many questions and I can't seem to find any answers.

I hope who heard these news found a way to mourn, and are okay. Sending strength out to all of you and especially her brothers and sisters. They have two angels watching over them now.

Rest in Love Fizzy. #ThreeOfUs

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CHAPTER 7: With no way out and a long way down

PRESENT - 14, 15, 16

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14

When Lottie thought it couldn't get stronger, Niall started to walk, decided, in her direction.

Lottie's emotional struggles rushed to her stomach. Doubt, fear, discomfort. Why was she putting herself in this situation?

She felt Niall close. "We don't have to do this..." He whispered, shy, reserved.

"Do you not wanna?" The girl looked away.

"No, no...  I really, really do." Niall started to get embarassed at how turned on he was. He buried his nose in Lottie's neck trying to hide his shame.

But Lottie just tugged on his blue mesh polo. Niall hesitated but he took it off.

Lottie didn't want to show her surprise but, behind the big brown rimmed lenses, Niall's oceany eyes must have spotted it. He really had become worryingly thin.

His ribs showed and his stomach was starting to curve inwards.

Lottie's fingers brushed down to the elastic band of his boxers. Niall's underpants were tented, and that made Lottie blush.

Niall's hand caressed her cheek making her look up. He had a small smile on his handsome features that sent her blood to pulse down her loins.

He pressed his hand on the small of her back as he leaned down.

Their gaze locked before daringly Lottie pressed her soft glossy lips on Niall's, making the boy's eyes roll back and close.

Niall's kisses were sloppy and hungry, but there was a melting softness to them.

Lottie's hands got in his hair as they moved further to the middle of the bed and laid one on top of the other.

Niall's lips tasted funny and Lottie assumed that it was from when he had licked and kissed her down there and that set her into a frezin. She was so confused, she found it hot and intimidating all at once.

Lottie had started to tug down on his boxers before her mind drifted. "Liam should have condoms laying around somewhere, right?" She panted as Niall worked his way down her neck, his sloppy hungry lips bit and kissed to her chest. "Niall!" She shook him to stop and listen.

"Mmmm..." His hazy daze was unfocused as he looked up.

"Is that a yes?" She asked.

"What?" He whispered back.

"Condoms!" She said. Niall's blue eyes shot open.

He jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Lottie also got up. She checked the left drawers, through perfectly folded clothes. Nothing.

Sprinting to the bedside table, checked the bottom drawer, then the second. Finally, she opened the top one and froze at the sight.

Niall came out the bathroom. He had found a two boxes of condoms, both XXL sized, the first empty, the second with a single one left.

Liam, the little ass he was, had always bragged that he had a big member but Niall didn't take it seriously until now.

Plus he feared the very possible outcome that was the condom be way bigger than him, and had given a little prayer that Lottie wouldn't notice.

He stepped into the bedroom, briefs hanging low on his hips, nervous smile on his lips, flushed. "Found it!" He said before realizing Lottie's stillness. "Lottie?"

She remained silent looking at it, before her eyes darted quickly to Niall.

She was shaky, but still she put her hand inside the drawer and took out a dark object, holding it by it's ends.

"That's Liam's?" Niall asked. He tried to piece together everything, but too much was missing from the puzzle, he thought.

"A gun," Lottie put the heavy steel object down on the bed. "...a blade," The girl went back to the open drawer. She took out a sharp small dagger and set it on the mattress as well.

"Liam's crazy. He probably thinks he needs protection cuz he's such a big sh-"

Lottie interrupted. "I think he's being threatened." After another dip on the mysterious drawer, notes and letter stacked on Lottie's hands. "Look." She picked one of the small yellow paper notes and turned it to Niall.

It read 'Tell anyone and next time you won't be so lucky!'. Niall scratched his head.

He still had a throbbing boner, Lottie was still naked. His mind was boggled.

He grabbed another paper that stood out with blood red ink. 'Want to die? You've certainly been asking for it!'

"Why are some pieces of paper and other envelopes?" Niall said.

"I don't know." Lottie's eyes had lost spark at that moment. She set the rest of the notes down. The girl reached for her bra, that she put on with speed. Next her panties at the end of the room. "We have to tell him we know!"

"No!" Niall snapped.

"Why not?"

"Whoever this is... Liam has something on them! If this person thinks Liam opened his mouth... consequences may be dire." Niall was deep in thought, his eyes set on the letters spread through the bed.

Lottie sat at the end of the bed, aloof. Niall tried to piece everything together, his mind could wrap around it.

Does Liam have a second life? Have I been distant?

"We have to do something about this..." Lottie almost whispered. Then her gaze turned towards Niall. "...don't we? I mean it's Liam. He doesn't have a mean bone in his body."

"Yes, we should do something about it." Niall agreed.

15

Louis woke up with a nagging knock, louder than any other knock he ever heard in his life.

Laziness clung to his muscles like an impediment to being a good host to whoever came to pay him a visit.

Zayn still wasn't back, gone for two days without so much as a text message. Louis was worried. He wouldn't admit it though.

Thinking about him already made Louis want to punch walls and break windows and then throw up all over the mess he made. Zayn was... gay... how?

The knocking persisted. "Aghrr, for Goodness sake!" Louis yelled bitterly. His eyes set on the floor of the room.

Off his bedside table, he took a cigarette from his pack and turning to put his feet on the cold ground, he lit the thin stick.

Smoke evacuated his mouth in puffs as he dragged his feet to the door of incessant knocking. "Open up." A deep voice grunted.

Louis' expression turned quizzical. "Who is it?"

"Police, open up." The same voice said.

The boy's blue eyes shot open. He was more awake then after drinking three cups of coffee. His heart sprinted. Shit!

Louis's first thought was to run, but run where? "We suggest you don't resist."

"Am I under arrest?" Louis dragged, maybe he could distract them. He put out the barely smoked cigarette on the nearby ashtray, picked some dirty smelly jeans off the floor of the living room and rushed, jumping on one leg to put them on.

"Sir, for the last time open up." He heard as he raced to the bedroom, slipping his feet into some knickers and shoving his phone down his front pocket.

"Okay, okay, think!" He whispered, hands on his hair. He looked through the peephole.

Two tall men stood behind the door, one dressed in uniform and the other with a long black coat holding a piece of paper in his hands. They looked impatient.

Louis passed his two hands through his hair, looked down, looked up, looked everywhere, his clammy palms rubbing against his shirt, trying to get them dry.

"Sir?" Another knock.

Louis ran to Lottie's bedroom after snatching his phone and the flat's keys from the counter, raised the rusty frame of her big window and jumped over to the fire escape, escaping down the ladder and into the first alley turning right.

"Shit!" He felt a sting on his thigh.

Blood guzzled out of a large scratch on his leg. He tried to walk and felt his knee weaken with the pain.

A ringtone, his ringtone vibrated in his hand. "What now?" He groaned and looked at the screen.

'FizzyPops' read on it. His gaze remained on it for minute, he almost forgot the pain. His fingertip clicked on the red button, turning down the call.

Instead he texted Lottie 'S.O.S'.

16

Light shone yellow inside the fresh room. On the pillowy cushion warmth bred and it pacified the two sleepy tangled bodies, one breathing heavily, the other alert but with sweetened blue eyes.

Two sapphires beaming at the sight of her.

Niall didn't want to admit it to himself but his heart beat out of his chest. Lottie's hair was hay of gold, messily laying on the pillow and a few strands glued to her sticky chin. Drool dripped out of her half open mouth, her red lips lightly swollen.

A phone rang throughout the room. Lottie's sleepy eyes opened. "Where am I?" She looked around. "Niall?"

"We fell asleep last night." Niall sat up, as did Lottie.

"Oh." Lottie rubbed her lids with her finger tips. "Right."

"Did you sleep well?" He asked trying to make conversation.

"Niall, I'm sorry... for last night."

"For..." Niall deviated his glance from anywhere near Lottie.

"Yes, for exactly that." She also looked away, squirmish.

"It's... alright..." Niall scratched his head, cursing at himself inside his head.

"It won't happen ever again. I promise." Lottie said.

"Right..." Niall cringed at that. Never again.

"So, I better-" Another ring interrupted Lottie. She turned to Niall's side of the bed.

Light shone from her phone, standing on the bedside table. She reached over Niall and grabbed the phone.

'Felicité', it read. Lottie picked up.

"Fizzy?" She asked, surprised.

Niall's eyes gazed at her.

A shaky voice spoke from the other end. "You need to come see mom."

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A/N: I'm sorry for the long awaited chapter. Don't forget someone was stalking Liam in the beginning and then that person showed up dead.

QUESTION 1: Who was threatning Liam and what does Liam 'have on them'?

QUESTION 2: What were the police doing at Louis' doorstep?

QUESTION 3: Why did Fizzy call?

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Next update: 25.03.19, Monday