Dangerous Part 2

I missed you curly

El gran final everybody
(Also, painted the picture myself)

No perspective:

As soon as the phone call endet the others walked up to Harry, who was to paralyzed about what just had happened to talk.The voices from them asking what just happened where numb and he could barely understand a thing. He knew this would end in an anxiety attack and he would probable even black out. His whole body started hurting and his mind was going crazy but as much as he wanted to give in into the pain he couldn't let that happen. He had to stay strong for Louis.

Not even knowing if he was able to drive in that sate he pulled out his car keys and ran to his car. The others where calling after him but all he could choke out was a quick „I need to go". With that being said he slammed the car door open and jumped into the drivers seat.

The car ride was filled with terror and his thoughts were killing him. He shouldn't  have let him go in the first place and when Louis would die than it would just be the same like within his father. Another person that died just because of him. A boy you could be easily replace. Somebody who has done bad things, a boy who is nothing special.

Finally he reached Louis house and just by the sight of it he thought he couldn't hold back blacking out again. Cop cars everywhere, at least three of them. Police officers walking in and out of the house. It looked like a murder has just taken  place there. Louis.

He sprinted into the house not caring  when a police officer tried to drag him out. He fought like his live was depending on it , just to get into the house. He trailed down the hallway into the living room, a hallway and a living room that was full of memories, full of Louis. The first time they met. Harry would never forget how badly he tried to resist the boy who was scared of thunderstorms. He would never forget how he actually tried to kiss him, before the bell rang.

He walked into the kitchen looking around. Finding only more places that were connected with the blue eyed boy. The refrigerator, the back door he shoved him out. The kitchen easel where he finally found a familiar face. It was Louis dad who was to his surprise in handcuffs. The mans eyes went wide when he realized that harry was standing there. He shook his head in disappointment.

„You shouldn't have  com here" he almost whispered considering there were two other officers sitting beside him. In the second he wanted to ask why, he felt a familiar metal grip tightly around his wrists. A officer was standing behind him, handcuffing him.

He didn't care about him being arrested he didn't care what would happen with him, he was only searching for Louis who was no where to be seen. He got sat down on the table too and looked worunter in fear.

„What happened?" he said almost whispering. The fact that there were so many officers pushed his anxiety to the limits. This was literally the nightmare you wish to never come true, but it did.

Fear was something harry could always play cool from the outside. As long as nobody realized how he was feeling inside. Harry was a person that didn't brought fear outside. He kept it inside and tried to hide it so badly that it made every muscle of his body ache. Only in the worst cases when he was sure nobody could see him he would cry and let it all out.

Instead of Louis father answering a police officer answered the question. „we found lost evidence in this house. Evidence from your case" harry sighted. He knew it already. „Kiddo I really don't understand why you steal evidence and hide it here. You brought yourself and officer Tomlinson in big trouble"

Harry shook his head. „You guys know how stupid it would be from me to steal my own evidence. I was in jail and I paid my price" he knew the way he as talking was confirming that he was the one who killed his father but somehow he had to get Louis and his father out of it.