, We're Going In Circles

Louis' POV

The crash of bowling balls hitting pins rushed into my ears as Harry and I entered the bowling alley. After telling stories about my past for way too many hours, I decided we needed to get out of our room. Even if there was a chance the hunters were onto us, we had to do something to keep our spirits up. Besides, we could protect ourselves.

Harry and I rent bowling shoes and get a lane. Harry is up first and makes a dramatic scene of picking up a ball and preparing to roll it down the lane. He throws the ball and it doesn't stay in the lane for long, considering Harry isn't very coordinated, the ball almost instantly rolls into the gutters. I try to conceal my laughter when he makes a whiney noise (a noise I'm accustomed to hearing) and stomps his foot. Harry hears my muffled giggle and turns around and glares at me resembling an angry kitten.

He throws another two balls and misses the pins completely before stomping back to his seat and glaring at me. I give him a quick kiss and saunter up the alley.

"Stop bragging." Harry calls as I pick up a ball and get ready to roll it down the lane.

"Don't worry babe I'm rubbish at bowling" I smirk at him and that seems to cheer Harry up a bit.

I carefully throw the ball down the lane and surprisingly it goes straight down the middle, knocking over all ten pins. I turn and grin at Harry whose jaw is dropped.

"I thought you said that you're rubbish!" Harry exclaims with his jaw still dropped.

I shrugged, "Beginner's luck." and picked up another ball.

Dean's POV

Sam and I stride into the bowling alley, looking through the crowd for Harry and Louis. It took a few hours to get to the town Harry and Louis were seen last and by now I'm itching for a fight. I figure Sam is too but when I glance at him, he just looks nervous.

"You see anything?" I mutter, looking over the many heads that were crowding the alley. Who knew bowling would be so popular? We begin to push through the crowd.

Louis' POV

I could sense the hunters before I could see them. It hit me so suddenly I nearly dropped the bowling ball I was holding on my toes. I scanned the alley, but it was too full of people. When I looked at Harry I knew he could sense it too.

I put down the ball and hurried over to Harry, taking his hand and pulling him toward the back door of the alley. No one seemed to notice us but I knew it wouldn't last. I squeezed Harry's hand before surveying the alley one last time and closing the door.

Dean's POV

It didn't take long to find them. They must've known we were here because the last I saw of them, they were slipping through the back door and into a back alley. I got Sam's attention and started leading us to the door. I put my hand on the gun I had hidden in my belt and got ready for what was sure to be a full on attack.

"Freeze!" I yell as soon as the door closes behind me. I expect to see two figures near the end of the alley or even two figures right in front of me, but the alley is empty. I didn't think they would be dumb enough to run.

"Surprise." a cool voice says from behind me. Before I can react a fist is being thrown into the side of my head and Sam let out a grunt. The mystery person puts me in a headlock and turns me around to see none other than Harry Styles kneeling over Sam with a fist raised as if he was waiting for a cue to punch him. I feel the person who must be Louis Tomlinson nod behind me and Harry punches Sam in the nose. Everything freezes for a moment until I start to struggle in Louis' arms. I end up elbowing him in the stomach to make him let go of me. By then I already have my next moves planned.

I kick his feet out from under him and take out a machete, putting it up against his neck. I would've killed him right that second but Sam's voice stopped me.

"Dean, wait! Don't kill him!" Sam yells making Harry stop his continuous punches and look at Sam in confusion.

"What the hell do you mean? This is the kid we're looking for." I answer, putting my knife even closer to Louis' neck.

"Don't touch him." Harry growls, moving towards me but Sam puts out his arm.

"No one is killing anyone. Let me explain." Sam continues, looking desperate.

"Why would we let you explain? You're friend here is an inch away from decapitating me." Louis snarls.

I bring the knife even closer to his neck causing a small gash to appear, drawing blood. I hear Harry yell something but Sam holds him back.

"Dean! Enough!" Sam tells me, "And he isn't my friend, he's my brother."

Louis' eyes widen, completely forgetting the blood that's currently dripping down his neck. "Are you two the Winchester brothers?"

"Surprise." I mock, rolling my eyes at him. I don't know what Sam's trying to do here, but I'd much appreciate killing these two and getting back to America. "Can I kill him now?" I ask Sam.

"No, we're here to help them." Sam says firmly

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"Help them?" Louis and I say in unison. We glared at each other before turning back to Sam.

"Louis, what the hell is going on? Who are these people?" Harry says, looking more worried by the second.

"Babe, these are the Winchesters" Louis says with false niceness.

"Babe?" I ask. "You two are together?"

"Took ya long enough dumbass" Louis spits at me.

"Who are the Winchesters?" Harry asked getting even more confused.

"Some hunters who think they're the shit because they saved the world"

"You guys saved the world?" Harry asked Sam in wonder.

"Okay we don't have time for this" I grumbled and finally backed off of Louis. Harry quickly rushes over to him and looks at the cut I left on his boyfriend's neck.

"Let me explain what's going on." Sam says to us after we somewhat cooled off. "Just not here."