I was completely still, I couldn't force myself to move anywhere.
"Liam. I think I've got eyes on Harry"
"On my way" I heard two loud bangs in quick succession before three more a few seconds later "Dispatch control. Shots fired by offenders, shots fired by the police. Shit. Requesting an ambulance to block warehouse D, N.H Storage Facilities, Bulsbon Road. Officer in distress"
That's what did it.
I went running down my flight of stairs screaming "MARK! MARK! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
"The fucks up with you?" He was seriously confused but just continued to stare at me
"What's Niall up to tonight?!"
He shook his head whilst speaking "I don't know, said something about a raid or something"
I ran out of the house, grabbing my keys on the way and shouting over my shoulder "YOU'RE IN CHARGE. I WANT EVERYONE OUT BY MIDNIGHT. LOCK UP!" Jumping in my car and immediately pulling out of the driveway, speeding way too fast down the road
"All officers pull out. Royal London Hospital"
Making sure the road was relatively clear I pulled a U-turn and rushed off in the opposite direction, heading towards the centre of London, when I pulled up I was borderline in tears and could barely see through glassy eyes as I parked the car - slightly surprised I didn't hit something, or someone - Running through the doors of the Accident and Emergency unit but having no idea what I was actually going to do, catching glimpse of a nurse walking past me I decided to take the chance "Excuse me, I'm trying to find my boyfriend. Detective Cheif Inspector Harry Styles, he might not be here yet but I don't know"
"What do you want with Harry?" A voice that I definitely didn't recognise and definitely wasn't coming from the nurse standing in front of me, I turned around to find one of the guys that were pissed up outside of Harry's house that one night "I'll ask again. What do you want with Harry? Who even are you?"
I opened my mouth to answer before I was cut off by Liam, he was clearly hysterical "Zayn, I just I don't know what to do..." He caught a glimpse of me "What the fuck are you doing here Tomlinson?! And why the fuck have you got a police radio?!"
"He left it at my house this morning... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I just found it and heard you guys and what was going on and I just had to check... If... If it was. I'm sorry" I was completely hysterical and crying at this point, unable to hear what was going on around me until I was embraced by a pair of strong arms wrapped in a leather jacket
"Okay, whoa, calm down... Breathe yeah?" He pulled back and I realised it was Zayn, staring into my eyes and trying to regulate my breathing
"I honestly don't know why you are crying, I-" Liam started but was swiftly interrupted
"LIAM! Clearly, there's something more than what we know, we will find out in good time but he's just rushed here in tears so even though I'm not a detective, I can deduce it might be a bit deeper than whatever you think" He kept his breaths in sync with mine trying to get me to control my breathing a bit more "Look, we don't know - nor is it any of our business - what is going on between you guys but I think you deserve to know what's going on here... Liam?"
Liam sighed and rolled his eyes but led us both into a private room, Zayn's arms still cradling my shoulders, even as we sat down "Harry received one shot to the shoulder, currently stable but unconscious, however, he lost a lot of blood from the scene to here so its a waiting game at this point"
"Unconscious?"
"Due to shock. He should return to consciousness naturally, but that's something for his body to decide" Liam explained
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Privileged Murder
Dla nastolatkówThe idea that the truth is the best thing to speak, is ingrained in us from the very start of our development, and that lying is inherently bad - that too. But what about saying nothing at all? Many of our parents would say that if you know the trut...
