Heartbreaker ~ Larry Stylinson {English}

90. Justice.

~ Pov Harry ~ 

I dry my hair when I open the bathroom door. I walk into the hallway, but am pressed against the wall by Louis who has stayed here for my birthday. "Louis-" I can barely speak before his lips smother mine. His hands burn on my hips. I close my eyes. Kiss him back. Try to relax. 

An image. A voice. Alcohol. Hands on my body. Unwanted. Stop. No oxygen, no space. No room for myself. Not a word stops him. No part is mine anymore. Everything is stolen from me.

 My eyes shoot open. I immediately push Louis away from me. Just a little too harsh. He stumbles backwards and lands on the ground. "Harry, what the fuck?" I try to breathe, but it's like my lungs are refusing the oxygen, like they don't want it anymore. I put my hands on my knees and bend over. I count to 10 to myself and close my eyes as I slowly breathe in and out. Louis gets up and puts his hand gently on my shoulder. "Harry, are you okay?" I nod once I can breathe normally again and slowly lower myself to the floor, leaning against the wall. 

"Everything is alright." Louis comes and sits in front of me and looks at me with concern.

"That didn't look okay... You pushed me away. You panicked." I force a smile at him.

"I'm fine. Don't worry." I try to kiss him, but he pulls away from me.

"No. No. I'm worried because this isn't the first time this has happened. I've noticed it before. Last year I couldn't even touch you or you shivered from that little touch. Your face tensed up when I did something that came too close to a memory you're hiding from me. It's not the first time you've pushed me away either. And I'm starting to worry. Harry... Please talk to me..." 

I roll my eyes and walk out the door with Louis behind me. And when we are in the hallway he unexpectedly pushes me roughly against the wall. His hands are on my hips and his body presses against mine. Memories of last summer come flooding back and I'm starting to get less air. "Louis-"

"Better at what?"

"Louis-"

"Better at what Harry? Are you too scared to say it?" He teases me but he doesn't realise I'm panicking. I try to whip his arms away from me but he's stronger than I thought.

"Louis let go of me!," I yell, causing him to lose all his power and allow me to turn the tables.  

I remember one of those times when I panicked, the memories were too strong to suppress. Louis is right. I've been silent about this for far too long. It's time I told him. I have to tell him about that summer, it has been almost 2 years now. "Louis. I have to tell you something-," I begin. But I'm interrupted by the bell ringing out of the blue. I frown. Louis notices. 

"Are you expecting someone?" I shake my head.

"No. My father wouldn't be home until the evening. No one should be here..." We get up on our guard and walk down the stairs. The bell rings once more through the house. I glance at Louis. "Stay behind me." He nods softly as we walk towards the door. Once there I carefully look through the peephole. I frown harder. "It's the police," I tell him.

"The police? Did something happen?" With that thought I immediately open the door. The agent greeted us kindly. 

"Good morning. Are you Harry Styles?" I nod. "And you are Louis Tomlinson, I hope?" Louis nods. 

"Sorry, but how exactly do you know who I am?," he asks confused.

"I was at your house just now, but your mother told me that I could find you here. I have news for you." I give him a confused look, but he doesn't seem to know what he's talking about. 

"Go ahead."

"It's related to the death of Kjell Simmons." I feel the shivers all over my body. I take a quick look at Louis and see how tears well up in his eyes. I gently take his hand and let the officer continue. "At the time there was an investigation into drug trafficking. The death of Kjell Simmons and the testimonies that were given helped us with the investigation." I look at Louis, it looks like he didn't know that an investigation had been going on all this time. Sure, we both had to talk to the police about his death, but an investigation? No, we didn't know about that. 

"There will be a trial in a few months," he says while giving us a letter. 

"A trial about what exactly?" 

"A trial of Kjell's killer. We have a prime suspect and evidence that he did it. His name is Kurt Davis. He is currently in custody. The trial will elaborate whether he's guilty of murder and drug trafficking or not. But I can assure you that the defence has no leg to stand on." Louis looks up hopefully and a tear of relief rolls down his cheek. 

"Kjell will finally get justice?" The agent nods with a smile.

"It looks like it, yes." Immediately Louis flies around my neck and I hold him tightly in my arms. The agent says his goodbye and leaves us alone again. Louis looks at me with a smile. 

"I never thought that they would find him and that he would be found guilty."

"He's not guilty yet, but the chances are very small that they will ever let him go. You can't just get away with drug trafficking and murder." 

"Kjell will finally get his justice." I look at Louis, my face falls. 

"Speaking of Kjell... There's something I need to tell you. It's something about Kjell I've never told you..."

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My heart still hurts thinking about Kjell <3

In the next part you will finally find out what Harry has been hiding for so long and what Kjell has to do with it.

What do you think it is?