Chapter 11

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Harry's POV

"Niall why are you here again," Louis asked.He licked his lips and twirled his thumbs.

"I uh-I wanted-...I had a leak in my flat so I can here while the repairman you know did his thing to my pluming."he chuckled.

"Seriously, Niall?" I yelled, "You're eighteen!" He whimpered and looked at me sadly.

"Don't give me that look Niall, How'd you get in here anyways?" I asked

"I took your keys..." he mumbled. I looked at the key hook over by the front door. My keys were gone. Louis was shaking his head. Niall winced and checked his pockets,

"I left them somewhere," he squeaked.

"Where?!" I demanded

"I don't know!" he cried.I yanked my arm away from my face and grabbed Niall by his collar, pushing him to the wall. I ran in closer to his face. I smacked him. I was so upset for just the smallest reasons today and I don't know why I was blowing up. I looked back at Niall.

"Listen here," I whispered fiercly, "Find my keys or you're dead,"

"Harry, no, I can make another!" Louis said trying to pull me back.

"Louis, do you realize that my keys had my grandmothers ring on it. That's the last thing I have left of her!" Louis face dropped.

"I'm sorry,"

"SHUT UP! Niall find my keys now," I yelled and let go of him, causing him to fall to the floor. I saw him scramble up in search of the keys. I ran upstairs and slammed my bathroom door. I hunched over the sink and started gagging and coughing. I looked at myself in the mirror. I bursted into tears and turned on the water, splashing water in my face.

I heard Niall's voice.

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