Chapter 12

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Louis's POV

 "Fnd my keys or you're dead," Harry threated. I winced at his harsh words. What's with him?

"Harry! No! I can make another!" I yelled trying to tug him away. He turned to me looking even redder than ever.

"Louis, do you not realize my grandmother's keychain is on that?" he said, "That's all I have left of her," my expression dropped. I remembered the look on Harry's face when she gave it to him. Niall whimpered.

"I-Im sorry-"

"SHUT UP NIALL!" I jumped at the loud noise. "Find my keys now!" Harry dragged him to the door and threw him down the stairs, He stormed away upstairs to his bathroom and started coughing. I slowly opened the door, Niall was limping back up. His nose was bleeding and he had a bruise on his right cheek.

"I found them," he whispered. I ran to him and carried him to the couch. I didn't know how to react. Harry stood in the doorway glaring in my direction.

"Go away Harry," I said firmly. He didn't hesitate, he walked back up to his room and shut the door behind him. Niall sniffed and wiped away his tears. I squeezed next to him and hugged him close. I could feel Niall shaking, the porr boy was traumatized.

We both jumped to our feet when we heard a loud glass break. It came from Harry's room. We pounded on the door. Moments later, Harry cracked open the door so we could on see the left side of him.

"What," he said

"What happened?" I yelled.

"I dropped a glass..." he said

"All over the wall?" I said gesturing to the water on the wall.

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