Deadly 3 (Larry Stylinson)

Book three in the Deadly series.


6. Chapter 5

*Niall's P.O.V.*


"Niall! Stop!," Skylar yells, laughing as I tickle her. Tears leak out of her eyes as she squirms. "P-PLEASE!" I finally sit up, allowing her to breathe. She sprawls out, looking like a starfish. "Thank you."


"You're welcome," I say, laying down beside her, on the grass. I stare at her face until she catches my attention, pointing at something.


"It looks like a turtle!" I follow her finger. She's pointing at a shapeless cloud, imagining that it actually looked like something. That's one thing I love about her: her imagination.


"Sky," I say, "I- I have something to say....." She nods at me, so I pull her to her feet. "Skylar Ebony Twister, you are the most beautiful, smart, funny, kind, and intelligent girl I've ever met. I want to spend my life with you." Tears begin leaking out of her eyes as I get on one knee, pulling a ring out of my pocket. "Will you make me the happiest man on earth, and marry me?" She hesitates, sniffing and wiping her eyes.


"Niall," she says, pulling me to my feet and looking down, "I can't." I freeze. "I'm in love with someone else........."


I jerk awake, my heart racing as I look around. I'm sitting in the living room, a piece of paper clutched in my hands. I shake my head, folding the paper and writing For Everyone on it. I set it on the table before heading out. I'm going to find my princess.


*Tracy's P.O.V.*


I wake up to a wall of heat pressed against my back. I roll over and snuggle into it, sighing happily. I feel arms go around me, and I freeze. My eyes snap open and I'm met with a bare chest. I glance upward, and I remember.


"Liam," I murmur, slowly scooting to were I'm at face level. I admire his sleeping form. His short brown hair is flattened to his head, and his lips are tucked into a pout. His eyelashes fan across his cheeks. He looks cute and innocent, and I run my hand across his face, tracing his cheek bones.


"Tracy?," someone whispers, and I quickly jerk my hand away. I whirl towards the door, finding Ashton and her large purple cast. "Were you just petting Liam?" I pull a face.


"What?!," I say. "No! You're seeing things!" She laughs, shaking her head.


"Zayn and I are going to look for Skylar. Would you like to come?" I think for a moment, when a wave of fatigue washes over me.


"I'll stay here and sleeeeeeeeep," I say, yawning as I try to pronounce sleep. She laughs again.


"Okay. Sweet dreams!" She closes the door, descending the stairs. I curl back into Liam, a smile on my face. I drift off, dreaming of a place where everyone is happy.


*Louis' P.O.V.*


I lay awake, Harry in my arms. I'm starting to regret writing that note to the others. Now, they won't worry. I sigh, stopping instantly when I hear murmurs. I untangle myself from Harry and sneak up to the door.


"Is everything set?," someone asks, and I can tell by the voice it's Hitler.


"Yes. The execution will be perfect." Execution? I press my ear harder to the door.


"Wonderful," Hitler replies. "Maybe Tomlinson will be more controllable with that Jewish boy dead." My heart pounds against my chest. They want to kill Harry? I crawl back over to him, kissing his forehead. I lean down, getting as close to his ear as I can, without waking him.


"I won't let them hurt you, Hazza. I'm getting you out of here."




Hi guys! I'm sososososo sorry I didn't update for the past two weeks! I was super busy at first because I had to prepare for band camp, then I went to band camp. But, I'm updating now! Also, I'm doing another Q&A!!!!! Ask me, or the characters as many questions that you want! Please, do it. For every three questions, I'll put up a chapter. ICH LIEBE DICH!!


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