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They'd been sat there for ages now, a good thirty minutes. All on silence
Neither knew what to say anymore
Louis didn't know what to say to Harry, he didn't know how much he could reveal. It hadn't been long enough
As for Harry, he no longer wanted to push Louis. He always felt like shouting at his when the small boy was ignorant or didn't tell Harry anything but he also had a soft spot for him. He knew that Louis considered Harry as a friend. And Harry, although Louis was a murderer, found his fascinating and pretty
Harry was near to dismissing him, although he new that the boy would probably just ask if he could sit there for longer to avoid working outside or being bored in his cell. And Harry, as always, would allow him to
Harry looked back up from his thumbs to see Louis looking uncomfortable and almost scared
"Fletcher Banks" Louis' voice was small, almost inaudible
"What was that?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow
"Fletcher Banks" Louis said, slightly louder, turning his head away from Harry so that he was facing he door as if he wanted to run out and away from everything
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, though he was sure he knew the answer to that already
"Him. It was him" Louis said, almost impatiently. It was as if he didn't want to repeat it
"You killed him? It was him?" Harry sat up and leaned forwards, paying full attention and grabbing his notepad from the opposite end of his desk
Louis cringed but nodded
"Fuck! Okay okay" Harry tried to contain his smile as he searched for the man in his files under his desk
Fletcher Banks
He wasn't there
"God Louis I'm so proud of you" Harry spoke before he could stop himself
"You are?" Louis nervous frown turned into a slight smile
"Of course. You've finally told me" Harry stood up, walking over to his filing cupboard and trying to find some sort of file on this man
But there was none
Louis looked slightly more relaxed now, but still scared. It was as if he'd lifted a weight off of his shoulders but he'd liked the weight that he was carrying
"I dont have any files on him" Harry noted "Are you sure that's his name"
"Yeah, I'm sure" Louis nodded
Harry frowned, sitting back at his desk and opening up his computer
He opened up a database, containing all of the people currently living in Britain
Fletcher Banks
He typed the name in as quickly as he could
Two people showed up
One was born in September 1953, from Scotland
The other was born in January 1988, from England
"How old was he?" Harry asked
Louis looked down, his eyes shut and his frame looked smaller than usual
"Louis, listen to me. You're doing so well, just tell me how old you think he was" Harry said softly
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Pretty Little Criminal (Stylinson)
FanfictionLouis is a murderer and Harry is the psychiatrist that works in his prison And maybe Louis isn't all that he seems
