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9| Louis

  9.

~ H a r r y ~

Once I was fully dressed, I walked to the living room where Louis was sitting, waiting for me. How the hell did he find where I live? I just hoped he wouldn't find out about Amelia. Louis and I used to be best friends, but because of an event that happened three years ago, we weren't that close anymore. He claimed that he had forgiven me, but I wasn't sure whether to believe him or not. One thing that I knew for sure was that when Louis wanted to get revenge, he would do it whatever the cost.

"I see that Leonard's punch left a pretty big and bad mark there." he said, laughing. He was already starting to act like a dick.

"How did you find where I live Louis?" I asked him, feeling annoyed by his behaviour. A smirk appeared on his face and he stood up, placing one hand on my shoulder.

"You know, Harry, that I'm the best with these stuff, don't you remember?" he asked me, obviously referring to our past cooperations.

"Alright, but what do you want here? Why did you come?" I asked him, pushing his hand away. He shook his head and walked to the fridge, opening it and taking out a can of beer. He opened it and took a sip of his drink before coming back and jumping onto the sofa.

"Relax mate. If someone didn't know you, they would think that you hate me." he said and put his feet up on the coffee table.

"Look, Louis, I have things to do, so tell me why the fuck did you come here! " I shouted and he sat up straight. A frown appeared on his face and he narrowed his eyes at me.

"You are acting differently, Harry. I'm sure that you're hiding something from us." he said standing up.

"Are you fucking crazy?! You are being paranoid Louis." I said. 

Lies.

"I didn't question it yesterday because we had business to do, but if this thing that you are keeping away from us can destroy our plans, it's my duty to take care of it." he said with a stern face, raising his voice a bit.

"I wouldn't do anything that would harm us; I'm in the group too. Louis, I want that money as much as you do." I said, pointing my finger at him.

"Alright then; if you say so... But if I find anything you are dead." he said and turned around to leave. But unfortunately, to my bad luck, a weird sound was made which came from Amelia's room. Was she that fucking stupid? Next time, I'd have to remind myself to tie her up.

"What was that?" Louis asked, turning his head to look at me. He raised one eyebrow and approached the door that lead to Amelia's room.

"Who's in here?" he asked and just then, that little shit yelled.

"Please help me get out of here!" Amelia's voice was heard from behind the door and a grin appeared on Louis' face.

"So nothing, Harry." he said and shook his head, disappointedly at me. "Open the fucking door, Harry!" he demanded, but I didn't move. I wasn't scared, especially of Louis. I could beat the shit out of him if I wanted. I wasn't going to do what he told me to.

"I think you didn't hear me right, Harry. Open this door now or else I'm going to tell everything to Leonard and I'm sure you know how aggressive he becomes when he's angry. I know you don't want him to be like the last time. I'm sure that you still have the scars on your back from something that happened three years ago." he said, taking a step closer to me. I looked at him angrily, but didn't say anything. I stepped forward to the door and unlocked it, letting Louis get inside.