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A piece of silver chapter 1

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This is a One Direction!Werewolf fanfiction that contains Larry Stylinson and Niam. This will contain teen/and or adult themes. Please bear in mind English is not my first language. I do not own One Direction obviously. :) Feedback is much appreciated! xx

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Harry

"That went well Harry, didn't it?" Niall asked me as we went through the door backstage together with the rest of the lads. We had just had one of our bigger gigs, the show had lasted for over an hour and we all were pretty tired. The show had been great though with the fans cheering, their cameras flashing and them singing together with us. It was a really special feeling having thousands of people appreciating your voice; I got more and more amazed by the incredible sensation each time we were performing. It was a feeling of overcoming and complete bliss and I loved that feeling. I was living for that feeling; it was that very feeling that made me continue with One Direction and of course, the joy of singing together with the lads.

"Yes, it did! Though my voice cracked at the last lyrics of Moments," I replied to Niall with a bit concerned face and the Irish smiled brightly, shaking his head to me as Paul shuffled us into our tour bus. A couple of fans were standing outside the door but Paul was quick with getting us into the bus so we didn't have time to sign anything. Zayn and Liam were already sitting on the couch in the back of the bus, laughing and bickering with each other.

"Cracked? Nah boy, I don't think so. I think you were great!" Niall said behind me with a firm pat on my back. I chuckled softly and nodded at him, "Thanks," I said and sat down on the couch beside Liam.

"Hazza," Liam exclaimed happily and dragged me close to him. He rubbed my scalp with his knuckles and laughed in an evil manner before he said: "You were great tonight!"
I chuckled softly, smiling at him and squirmed my way out of his grip. I wasn't very fond of the other boys touching me except for Louis, my secret boyfriend. We had been together since the X-factor and during our time with One Direction, we were in a secret relationship because of Modest!Management. They didn't want us to be together since it would 'ruin' the bands image though they had toned their dislike down a little since our tour started.

"You were great too Liam. You all were great tonight." I said to my band mates, smiling at all of them though one was missing. Louis.

"Where is Louis?" I asked and went from the sofa to our small kitchen and opened the refrigerator to take out five bottles of Pepsi. I took them out, balancing them all over my arms and went back to the couch again and opened every one of them, still waiting for an answer about Louis whereabouts. I looked at Zayn with a questioning gaze and he replied with a shrug.

"I don't know where Louis is," he said and looked over to Liam, "I don't know where he is either. Wasn't he with us before? Like before we went into the bus? Paul?" Liam called out to Paul who was sitting at the front of the bus. We heard his steps as he walked through the bus to us.

"Yes Liam?" Paul asked as he entered the room.

Liam waved to him with a big, silly grin on his face before he opened his mouth.

"Where is Louis?" he asked softly.

"Louis went out a couple of minutes ago; he said he wanted to take some fresh air."

"Right now? But there are fans outside and we should get going?" Liam quizzed and looked at us. I gave off a shrug which Zayn and Niall did too. We didn't know what to answer and I couldn't help but feel a bit worried about Louis.

"It is okay, he'll be back soon and Marco is with him." Paul replied softly with a smile and went back to his place. When Paul had gone away, I heard the door opening to the bus and I quickly made my way there.

Louis looked at me with a smile shimmering on his face.

"Hello Cheeks," he said softly when he saw me.

I stretched out my hand and gripped his hand in mine and drew him closer to my body.
"Hello there Boo…" I murmured, burying my nose into his hair, enjoying his sweet smell and sighing softly. "You worried me, I thought you were gone." I admitted softly.

Louis smiled at me and cuddled closer. "I will never leave you," he murmured softly and smiled at me. I smiled back at him. "And I will never leave you." I cooed, holding him for a couple of seconds before releasing him as we went to the boys.

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We sat down beside Liam and as soon as Louis had positioned himself, I put my right arm around him and pushed him a little bit closer to me. Zayn had gone away to bed.

"Here you go." I said as I handed Louis one of the Pepsi bottles.

"Thanks," he said and took it; he brushed his fingers against mine he put the Pepsi bottle to his mouth. He drank a couple of gulps before putting the bottle back at the table, and then he leaned his head on my shoulder.

I put my hand on his head and dug my fingers into his chestnut locks and looked over at Niall who were sleeping soundly on Liam's shoulder. His mouth was open and a small string of drool was making its way down the corner of his mouth. Liam had his arm around him, keeping Niall close to him. It almost looked like he was protecting him from the night enclosing around us from the windows and I thought it was a beautiful view. My heart fluttered a little as I reminded myself that I was holding Louis the same way and nothing could make me happier than being able to do so.

Liam perked his eyebrow at me with a smile on his lips, questioning why I looked at them.

"You are just so cute." I replied with a hint of chuckling in my voice. Liam laughed softly, teasingly stretching out his tongue whilst drawing Niall even closer to him.

"Thank you, you too," he grinned before he closed his eyes and lay his head on Niall's head. "Good night."

"Night," I murmured, wondering why he didn't go to bed instead of sitting here in the couch. I looked at Louis whom was sleeping as well; he let out soft puffs of air as he was dreaming with his eyes moved underneath his eyelids. I drew my fingers softly through his hair, placing soft kisses on his chestnut curls and looking at his sleeping face. He was so beautiful, my Louis. I let him sleep for a little while before nudging his cheek gently with my index fingers.

"Let's go to bed love," I whispered close to his ear and he nodded slowly, opening his eyes and looking around the small room. He yawned a little and turned his face to me, smiling as he saw me. Louis enveloped his hand around mine as we went to our beds on the loft. He took off his clothes, only wearing his boxers as he lay down underneath the blanket in his bed. I took off my clothes and crept underneath his blanket.

"Hello love…" I murmured softly as I spooned him and buried my nose into the back of his hair.

"Hi darling…" Louis replied tiredly and gripped his hand around mine, kissing my fingers with his soft lips.

I shuddered slightly by feeling his lips touching my fingers, the shuddering turned warm and went down to my lower parts. I grunted a little when I felt Louis tongue licking the top of my index finger. My stomach tightened as Louis took my finger into his mouth, licking and sucking it hungrily. I moaned and pushed my lower parts softly against Louis body; he let out a moan and sucked my finger even harder. I responded with nibbling his neck yearningly, pushing myself harder against him as he sucked my finger even harder.

Louis turned around to me; he leaned toward my face and caught my lips in a hard but wonderful kiss, his tongue crept inside my mouth and entangled itself around mine. I put my hand on his back and pushed him closer to my body, his body hot against mine.

"I love you Hazzabear," Louis whispered as his lips pulled away from mine, he looked at me with bright, beautiful cerulean blue eyes.

"And I love you Boobear." I replied softly, stroking the back of his head and kissing his forehead.

He smiled at me and drew his fingers along my arm, yawning.

"Tired?" I murmured and drew him closer to my body. He put his head to my chest whilst his arms rested over my side.

"A little…" he murmured.

I could feel his head moving as he looked up at me.

"You are the most beautiful person in the world Harry…" he whispered softly while his fingers drew lines on my skin.

My heart swelled inside my chest upon hearing my love uttering these words. My Louis always said the most wonderful things.

"And you are the most beautiful person in the world Louis." I said and caught his painting fingers, kissing each one of them before lifting Louis chin with my index finger and placed a kiss on Louis forehead. "You are my whole life." I murmured, smiling at him.

"And you are mine." Louis replied, smiling. He cuddled closer to my chest sighing as he enjoyed my warmth.

"Wow, how cold you are!" I exclaimed and gave Louis a worried look. "You were warm just a couple of minutes ago?" I whispered inside his hair, pulling him even closer.

"It's freezing…" he murmured. I suddenly heard his teeth rattle against each other.

"I will go and get you a jumper." I murmured and got out of the bed and into my small wardrobe and took out my warmest jumper before I went back to the bed.

"Here you go," I whispered and handed my jumper.

"Thanks." Louis sat up and dressed himself in my jumper then he lay down again and cuddled closer to me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked worriedly when I heard his teeth still rattling. He buried his face into my neck and sniveled.

"I don't know I feel a bit sick…" he murmured against my neck, his breath hot to my skin.

"But you were just fine a couple of minutes ago?" I asked, stroking my head on his back.

"I know… But I feel sick now…" he replied, his body shuddering even more as the fever took a grip of him.

I gave him another worried look and gave his forehead a couple of kisses.

"If you sleep now, I'm sure you will feel better tomorrow…"

"Mm…" Louis replied, his teeth rattling and his body shivering.

"I'm here for you, just wake me up if you feel worse," I tried assuring him and stroke his burning hot back. "Just wake me if you need aspirin. Maybe you want one now?" I added.

"No it is okay babe; I'll just try to sleep now…"

I nodded, believing him and held him close to my body as he fell asleep.
One Direction are out on their 2013 tour and everything is fine until Louis suddenly falls into a feverish sickness. This sickness turns out to be something bigger and dangerous than the boys could ever had imagine and it slowly starts destroying them, piece by piece.

My third One Direction fanfiction.

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And don't worry i won't juge it's not my first language either, i'm french (Canada 🇨🇦)