night shift // l.s.

sixty five

so there was a bit of a time skip between chapter 60 to now - around this time, raven is roughly 8/9 months old. about 10 chaps ago, she was born in mid december! this is just to clear any confusion! i had read through some of my old authors notes & mentioned time skips until the end, so this era is one of them. it is past nialls birthday (mentioned in the past two chapters), so we're in about mid september.

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while harry was asleep, louis set up everything he could to get his mate out until his phone rang. checking to see if it woke his spouse, he grabbed his mobile and stepped out of the bedroom. it was six in the morning, why is his phone ringing?

"this is a call from-"

"thank god," louis leans against the wall and presses the number needed in order to speak to the other one on the line.

"sorry if i woke you," zayn's voice was heard. louis was happy to hear it, relieved actually.

"i haven't been to sleep," louis chuckles. "how are you?"

"i'm signing out on my own recognizance, so 'm pretty happy," the other man chuckles. "i called you first because i need you to keep niall occupied until i get there. is haz awake?"

louis' eyes widen. he's getting out! thank the heavens, he was planning on calling a bail bondsman and getting him out whether evan liked it or not. he hated seeing harry upset and he knew he was walking on thin ice asking evan to get him out.

"uh- no, he's knocked. but i got you. i'll break in if i have to."

zayn's laugh followed the comment and there was an automated voice saying they had two minutes. zayn only paid for five.

"tell harry to come to the jail around noon, alright? let him know what's going on."

"okay."

"how's nialler? how was his birthday?"

"he's okay, i think. harry smoked with him and i made him cupcakes. he hasn't left the house for a few days."

"i miss him..i feel like shit."

"don't, zee. it's okay. you're a good late birthday gift," louis chuckles. "i'll have haz bring you the ring when he comes to get you."

"thank you. i gotta go, but lou?"

"yeah, zee?"

"i love you, brother."

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"look at you," harry gave his brother a hug when the man walked out of the detention center. "let's get you home."

"please," zayn sighed and got in the car. harry was back in his own vehicle now, acknowledging that whatever happens will happen but hopes everything ends up alright. he was glad to see his brother again, that's what mattered to him right now.

harry stopped and got him some real food and a pack of cigarettes when he heard his brother complain about the electronic ones they had in the jail. he didn't like the taste, but he needed the nicotine or he probably would have stayed incarcerated for killing someone.

"how's sissy?" zayn asks before popping a fry in his mouth. harry got him his favorite, nacho fries from taco hell (as he calls it.)

"she's good," harry hums. "talking her little heart out."

"she telling you her uncle zayn is her favorite person in the world?"

harry laughed and put the car in reverse, backing out of the parking spot. "no, but everything is pretty. i'm pretty, lou's pretty, your ninja turtle action figures are pretty-"