Exemption. {H.S} *ON HOLD*

Ten

Harry's POV

"Can we talk?" I asked her barley even looking up at her. I can't believe I am over here. I don't even know why. It's her fault that she brought up 'my story'. Something in me just told me to come and talk about what happened. She stood there with her mouth dropped to the ground. She probably wasn't expecting this either. I stood there for a minute before she finally snapped back to reality. I had to let her know that all the 'fun'that we had, never happened. All though I don't have any friends I can't lose my 'reputation' as the scary guy. I don't want people to think that they can take me down, because they can't. I am stronger than them.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink or anything, here you can sit down". She kept rambling on, I could feel the sides of my lips trying to tug up into a smile but I didn't let it happen. When I am around her it's like my heart starts beating faster and I just want to smile all the time. People would say that is love. But there is no such thing as love, and absolutely no such thing as someone loving a murderer.

She still has the same look on her face as she did when she answered the door. Shocked. I guess. I mean I am still shocked that i even came here, and i don't even know what is wrong with me or what I was thinking because this is not a good idea at all. It's not going to end the way that I want it to.

"No thanks. I just need to tell you something,". I almost demanded. She took a step back, probably surprised because my voice got a little louder and this wasn't what she was used to. She nodded her head and carried on with what I was saying "The other night when I came over and I was being nice to you, never happened. I don't want people to think j am actually nice. Got it?" I snapped. She stood there for a second before a knock on the door broke the science. She walked over to the door rather quickly and opened it to see someone that I really didn't want to see right now.

Louis.

What is he even doing here? Is that her boyfriend of something? It doesn't even matter Harry. I tell myself. Which it isn't. I knew coming here was a bad idea. I could hardly even think properly, before I knew it a sudden ball of anger was built up inside of me and I was ready to explode. Louis hadn't seen me yet and I could tell that because he still had a clear smile on his face, but Elizabeth looked a little worried. What a bastard! I bet right after he left my house asking for forgiveness, he ran to Elizabeth and said that my dad beat me up and I didn't want to forgive him! That's why she is worried is because she thinks I am going to yell at both of them. Damn right i am! He suddenly stopped in his tracks and slowly moved his face from looking down at the ground to up at me.

He knew I was mad because he took a step backed and could hardly look me in the eye.

"What the fuck Elizabeth?" I shouted, looking back at her. "Was this your plan? You saw me coming up your driveway and texted Louis to come over because you want me to forgive him?" I shouted. I don't know if that is actually what happened but I am going to go with it. Considering there is no other solutions i can think of right now. I thought she could actually respect me, and my choices. She doesn't get to just chose if me and Louis are friends or not.

"And k bet somehow you were in on this too right, Louis?" They both were shaking their head confused as to what I was saying. They both knew what was going on. "I can't fucking believe the both of you." I shouted before heading towards the door.

"Harry what are you talking about? I had no clue that you were going to be here, I was just coming over to talk with Elizabeth." He said with a calm voice. Oh I'm sure. Im so pissed right now, I can't even think properly. But I did know what I was going to say next.

"Louis to think I was actually going to forgive you over time, how can I even trust you now? I can't believe you ran to her after seeing what my dad did to me. God dammit that isn't something that you can just tell people." I dismissed yelling at them. They were both staring at me and Elizabeth seemed to have the most confused look on her face.