Prisoner

When the figure came into view, I breathed a sigh of relief as Niall launched forward into the person's arms, crushing him in a giant hug, and forgetting all about his crutches. I lowered my weapon, as did Harry.

The boy had long brunette hair and grayish blue eyes. He was stlightly dirty, and was dressed in the same soldier uniform that Niall was. I could only assume that this was the infamous Louis.

"Tess, Harry, this bastard is Louis Tomlinson. Lou, these are the guys that rescued me," Niall said, pulling back from the embrace.

Louis flashed a smile at us, reaching out to shake each of our hands. His hand was wrapped in a cloth, and it looked as though he had mild frostbite on his fingers. "Hello," he spoke, his voice laced with a british accent similar to Harry's.

"I'm glad you found us. Niall was really worried about you," I told him, looking to the blonde.
Harry cleared his throat beside me, and I turned to look at him questioningly.

"If you don't mind, we really should get going. We have only a few hours of daylight left," he said lowly. I frowned at his rudeness.

"Let them come with us. We could use the company," I hissed through gritted teeth. Harry rolled his eyes, but didn't object. He turned and began to walk down the trail again, and I sighed as I followed him.

"I'm sorry about Harry," I said to Louis. "He's in a bit of a . . . mood right now." I didn't mention how he probably didn't fully trust them either.

Louis chuckled. "Don't worry about it. This kind of situation can put anyone in a rotten mood." I nodded, and then fell silent as Niall began to strike up a conversation with Louis.

I missed when I had had friends like Louis and Niall; playful and happy no matter what was going on. I was so grateful to have those two boys with us as we embarked on our mission.
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So for the next three or four hours, I was stuck alternating between glaring at Harry’s ass and talking to Louis and Niall. That is, until we found another shelter.

This time, it was a small cabin. It had smoke spiraling out towards the grey sky and lit up windows. Harry was cautious and told the three of us to stay hidden while he went to go investigate.

I grabbed his sleeve. "Harry, it's dangerous. You can't go alone," I protested in a whisper.
He looked down at me almost apologetically. I guess he felt bad for yelling at me the night before. "The sun is going down, Tess. If we get stuck out here with no shelter we could freeze to death."

I pursed my lips. "Let me come with you," I insisted, not letting go of his arm.

Harry sighed exasperatedly, sporting a stressed expression. "Fine. But stay close and hidden unless I need backup," he caved.

I grinned triumphantly, pulling out my loaded gun. I made sure Niall and Louis were alright, and then I followed Harry the rest of the way to the small cabin. I hid behind a tree as he knocked on the door, hoping whoever was inside was friendly.

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