Two hours later Harry was in the kitchen when his phone called*
Harry: yes Z.
Zayn: I've got an idea. Is Louis next to you?
Harry: wait.
*Harry runs in the bedroom where Louis was coloring with Ema*
Harry: love, Zayn has an idea.
Louis: we're screwed.
Zayn: PLEASE HAVE A LITTLE FAITH
Louis: What idea do you have?
Zayn: you know how you helped them catch the murderers… it can help you get rid of a part of the time you are in house arrest.
Louis: you got a point. But that would mean going through another trial right?
Zayn: yes probably another psychological test.
Harry: no.
Zayn: why?
Harry: no. He doesn't have to go through another one.
Zayn: are you sure?
Harry: yes. He's been in house arrest for not even a week.
Zayn: yeah you have a point but if the judge asks-
Harry: we'll see.
Zayn: so should I try?
Louis: yeah. But my leg is completely useless now so…
Zayn: why?
Louis: that idiot got infected.
Zayn: uhhh I'm so sorry. What did the doctor say?
Louis: antibiotics treatment for a week then only God knows.
Zayn: okay. Plus look? You saved Harry's life. It's a double plus.
Louis: yeah.
Zayn: okay I'll see what I can do, try to start another trial and all… maybe… what if Pam will talk?
Louis: Pam doesn't talk with anyone… no one can get close to him
Harry: you did.
Louis: and then locked him in prison. I think I missed my chance.
Zayn: you can try.
Liam: definitely.
Louis: okay… but I'm sure we need some approvals.
Zayn: yeah.
Louis: from who?
Zayn: your man.
*Louis looks at Harry and Harry smiles*
Louis: I can work with that.
Zayn: I'm sure you can.
Louis: okay do your part, I'll do mine. You stupid genius
Zayn laughs: omg you called me a genius.
Louis: don't let it go over your head.
Zayn: I'll blame the antibiotics.
*Louis giggles*
Louis: bye
Harry: bye
Zayn: bye
*Harry ends the call*
Harry: I don't know how I feel about it.
Louis: I'll be fine
YOU ARE READING
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أدب الهواة"There's a thin line between being the hero or the villain" And Harry and Louis would discover all the lines.