Beautifully Broken (harry styles fan fiction)

chapter fifteen

TORI's POV~

"Whatever that's bullshit, he asked for it!" Harry yelled furiously at the wide eyed cop.

I watched from the corner of the room next to Louis. In the center of the living room was Eric, Carolyn, Harry, and a brown headed cop with a fit body.

Harry's eyes were bloodshot, he was obviously drunk off his ass, and Eric was too. Harry had a bruise beginning to form on his cheek. Eric was far worse. His eye was being taken over by a huge blue bruise, and his nose was bleeding and swelling. Blood was running out of the corner of his mouth; it was obvious who won the fight.

"Sir, I'm going to need you to calm down," the cop warned, taking a step forward.

Harry tilted his head and took a step forward, too.

"What did you say? Do you want to say that a little louder?" Harry asked, his eyes turning more red as he provoked the cop.

I began to step toward him, but Louis pulled me back by the arm.

"What?" I hissed.

"Let it burn, love, don't try to put it out," Louis replied in a low voice.

Carolyn pulled Harry back. She looked at the cop as if she was asking for sympathy.

"He has severe PTSD and minor bipolar disorder. He was just set off by him, so he hit him. It's not his fault," Carolyn said, defending her brother.

Bipolar disorder? What the fuck? I thought, my eyes widening and my breath becoming shorter.

I looked up at Louis, who's blue eyes were alarmed as he stared down at me.

"What the hell?" I hissed through my teeth.

"Shut up, Tori," he whispered back.

The cop sighed and turned to Harry, who was smirking at Eric who looked beyond pissed off.

"I'll let you off this one time, Styles. This is it."

Harry nodded, a smartass smirk on his face like he was proud of being mentally fucking crazy.

"Come with me. You're coming to spend the night in jail, Eric," the cop said, taking him by the elbow.

"That's his uncle," Louis explained to me quietly.

The cop turned around and him and Eric exited the house, closing the door behind them. Soon we heard the car pull out.

Carolyn looked around the room during an awkward silence, then drug Harry into the kitchen, shutting the door behind them to conference.

"Ray's sitting out there in the car. Should I leave now?" I whispered to Louis.

Louis curled his lips into a small smile. "I hate to break it to you, love, but his car just pulled out right behind the cop."

"Louis, I live with him!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air.

Louis sighed. "Calm down, I'll take you home in a second."

"No, no, no, I can't stay here, Louis, not again. He's crazy, he's fucking psycho, there's something wrong with him," I yelled as tears began to gather in my eyes.