Never Letting Go. (Sequel to Til Death Do Us Part.)

35. Damn, It Feels .......Ouch.

~Harry's P.O.V

We just pulled up into the parking lot of the old school building, Aeron was being kept at.

I got out of the passenger's side door and closed it, going to the back door, pulling it open. Niall climbed out, holding Claire. Next out was Louis, El, Zayn, and Elizabeth. Louis gave Mark to Eleanor and closed the door. Liam joined us all before we started for the entrance of the school.

The ran down and old dirty building began to bring back memories. Very very painful memories that I've tried hard over the last few years to shake out of my brain. The two stab wounds that Aeron had, the fighting Liam and I had done, punching him in the face, him kissing her more than once, the time Aeron and I went without talking. It was all painful, but going through most of it a second time hurts so much more than the first time it happened.

I hurried over to the large metal door and pushed at it, but it didn't move. I tried again and it stayed put. I guess it was jammed or it just got stuck with all the rain and stuff over the years. I refused to give up because my wife was in there, possibly dead. While I was talking to her, I suddenly heard a scream, crack, and then her phone dropped our call.

I immediately began to worry that she was getting hurt once more. I couldn't do anything about it because I didn't have any clue as to what was going on inside of the building.

"Dammit!" I holler, slapping at the grimey window.

Everyone ran up behind me and asked me what was wrong.

"I can't get the door open." I grumble, pulling and pushing at the door.

"Well, did you try and ram it?" Liam asked.

I shook my head.

If I would have tried, I would have surely failed. I'm not really the strongest person in the group. Mentally, maybe. But physically? Hell no.

"Alright. You, me, Louis, Niall, and Zayn can try and ram it down." He suggests.

"Yeah, it can't handle the five of us at once." Niall shrugs, handing Claire over to Elizabeth.

Claire began to cry because she's been away from Niall longer than she's been away from Elizabeth because of tours and such. Elizabeth started to hum, bounce, and sing to her to calm her down. It usually worked, but she wasn't going to be away from Niall for too long.

I nodded and the five of us went back about a foot.

"On three?" Zayn asks.

"Sounds good to me." Niall sighs, stretching his arms and legs.

The rest of us looked at him funny and Liam slapped the back of his head.

"Ow!" He exclaims.

"We're busting down a door, not running a marathon, you moron." He says.

I tried not to laugh because of the situation we were in, but it didn't work and I began to laugh.

"Alright, guys. We have to get the door down." I chuckled, trying to calm down.

"Okay, okay. One, two, three!" Zayn counted off and we ran forward.

The door creaked, but didn't quite open.

We backed up and shook out our shoulders and readied ourselves to do it again.

"One, two, three!" I count instead.

We ran forward and hit the door. It creaked louder and I saw a beam of light, coming through. I bent down to my knees and I could see through the crack of the door and saw an object. It was about three inches high and shined a yellowish color. There were small spikes on the outside and the bottom was lined in white.