Harry P.O.V
I tapped my foot relentlessly on Louis car floor, waiting for him to come out from the building, and I was beginning to anxious wondering what was taking so long. I kept my eyes trained on the car window to see when Louis would exit.
Finally I let out a breath of relief once I saw Louis walk out the building. Although I could see that he was burning with anger I was still happy none the less that he was okay.
He opened the car door and got running his hand through his hair.
"Are you okay?" I sqeaked out afraid to anger him even more then he already was.
"I should be the one asking you that." He said trying to get his breathing level become more regular before turning to me. I looked down at his hands to see his knuckles were bruised red, but apart from that he seemed to be fine.
"Louis..." I began but trailed off still staring at his hands. He notice removing his hands from view. "I'm taking you home." He said ignoring the subject. I could tell he was still angered by the situation, so I didn't want to push his buttons. I nodded really just wanting to go home and forget about everything.
"And here, your phone." He muttered sticking it out towards me, but not even looking at me. He just kept his eyes peeled on the road ahead. I grabbed my phone bringing it to my lap while clutching onto it sighing.
I'd have to tell my parents now that I knew who it was. They would he made at me, but at least I could sleep more safe knowing that he was locked up, and he couldn't get to me anymore.
I just didn't know how to direct it at them. It would be hard with them throwing questions at me that I wouldn't be able to answer, and I really didn't want to talk about it to them.
I jumped when I felt my phone vibrating on my lap. I picked it up to see it was Ryan who texted me about our movie night on Friday, which was still a couple of days away. And I got got another text from Travis. I was surprised he had kept.my number after all this time, since I had deleted his.
I decided to ignore both their texts and just wait until I got home. Which brought me back to wait I was originally thinking.
"Louis?" I asked afraid that he would still be mad about what happened.
"Hmm?" He grumbled in response and I took that as an okay to keep talking.
"Um, I uh... Thank you. I know I've said it a lot today, but um- you saved me... again, and I just... I don't know, and I'm sorry for rambling I just don't know how to say how grateful I am for when you saved me back there, and-"
"Harry. Its okay, I got it. What I'm focused more on is getting that bastard in prison." Louis cut me off. I could tell he didn't want to show me that he was still angery about what happen, by staying calm, but his voice said another thing.
It almost scared me how he could talk so... dark. It was kind just a sign for me not to get on his bad side. I just stay quiet as he continued talking.
"Harry," Louis said more calm this time, probably noticing how scarey he sounded and how uncomfortable it made me. "I'm gonna take you home, and your going to explain to your dad what happened, because if you don't I have to." Louis stated stopping once he hit a red light.
"Why would you have to tell him?" I asked confused. Louis sighed gripping hard on the steering wheel then finally looking at me. His usual bright blue eyes seemed darker, the only things still holding anger in them.
"Your dad asked me to keep an eye on you." He stated looking back at the road. "Find out why you were so distant with your family, so... I did. And now that problem has escalated, you have to tell him because any danger that you are put in under my watch will be my fault in his eyes, so I'm more focus on not getting on his bad side."
