A love lost

Chapter 8

I went with Harry to the police station and was now sitting by myself outside the station waiting for Louis to come and bail Harry out. The moment we both got into the police car we realised that neither had any money on us. So, the minute Harry was put into the jail cell, I called Louis frantically, just hoping that he had an idea of what to do. I mean, the boy always seemed to get out of trouble; surely he’d be able to work his magic now.

Finally, Lou’s car pulled up in the driveway, and him and Liam both ran out of the car towards me. Louis grabbed me close into a hug before letting me go and checking to see if I was okay. He let go of me, before Liam protectively pulled me into a quick hug. I clutched onto him, suddenly grateful of how much those boys cared for me. Apart from Harry, the rest of the boys from One Direction were my best friends. They were always there for me, no matter what.

“What’s happening? Where’s Harry? Are you okay?” Liam bombarded with me with questions.

I replied, “He’s in a cell. They locked him up for assault, cause he kinda.... well he sort of punched Trey in the face but he was only trying to protect me and – “

“ – He what?” Liam interrupted me, his face turning into a mixture of fury and concern. He continued on, “how could he do this, I mean, does he not think of the consequences in anything he does! What about the band? And what about our image? And what about management? They’re going to kill us! Oh my, I don’t know how I can fix this” Liam babbled. Louis looked at him in utter disbelief.

“Liam, shut up before I hit you!” Louis exclaimed, which only shocked Liam.

“What?” Liam replied.

“Our mate is in jail, and all you can think of is the band. Fuck the management, all I care about is if my Hazza is okay.” Louis told Liam, his sassiness finally revealing itself. Louis turned on his heel and started walking into the police station, leaving Liam and I standing outside in the cold. Slowly, we followed him in. Before we reached Louis, Liam stopped and turned towards me.

“Tara, wait. I think you should sit down, you don’t look the best” Liam commented. Feeling a little queasy and overwhelmed, I listened to Liam. He was usually right in these sorts of things. As I sat, I watched Liam walk over and stand next to Louis. They seemed to have a long discussion with numerous police officers. They took another fifteen minutes completing what looked like thorough paper work. A few minutes later, Harry walked through a door and all of a sudden, I found myself running and jumping into his warm and surprised arms.

“You’re still here!” He cheerfully exclaimed as he patted my back with his good hand.

“Of course I’m here silly. Where else would I go?” I asked as a tear started to stream down my face. This only made Harry hold me closer in his arms. Our small embrace was interrupted by a cough by Louis.

“Geez, we bail him out and you get in there first, don’t cha! Get off the boy and share. I want Harry hugs too” He claimed before then coming up behind me and hugging Harry, leaving me being sandwiched between them. Soon enough, I could feel Liam’s arms joining Louis. When our group hug had finally ended, we started to walk out of the station. Harry held my hand as we walked out.

“So, care to share why you decided to break someone’s nose Harry?” Liam asked.

Harry look at me confused, “You didn’t tell them?”.  I looked down and just shook my head.

“All we know is that we got a call at one in the morning from a distressed Tara telling us to come bail you out cause she’s poor and doesn’t have any money!” Liam exclaimed. I looked up at Liam.

“How much did you have to post for Harry’s bail anyway?” I asked curiously. Liam ignored my question and replied with a simple “it doesn’t matter”. Suddenly, things went into an awkward silence. We had reached Louis car and had all jumped in. Louis sat in the driver’s seat, Liam in the passengers and Harry and I sat in the back next to each other. Louis looked at us in his rear view mirror and gave us a weak smile.

“So, Harry, why did you punch him in the face?” Louis repeated the question that Liam had asked.

“Cause he said some nasty stuff about Tara and I wasn’t going to just put up with it.” Harry claimed defensively.

“Like what?” Liam interrupted.

Harry looked in my direction, before muttering, “I don’t want to repeat it right now. Enough damage has been caused, I’ll tell you later”. A small smile grew on my lips. It was cute how much Harry wanted to protect me, and I know that the only reason that he didn’t repeat what Trey had said was to protect me from re hearing his harsh words. Other than that, I couldn’t think of why else Harry wouldn’t just tell the boys straight out. I mean, the boy told his band members everything. And I mean everything. I just knew for a fact that Harry had previously shared all the intimate details of our prior relationship to the other four boys. It still shocked me that he could so comfortably discuss our sex life with them. The mere thought of it made me feel awkward. Luckily for me, the boys had never made it awkward; neither were they going to make this situation awkward.

So, being the great friends they were, Liam and Louis both didn’t ask Harry the question again. Instead, we got on to talking about their upcoming tour and the exciting countries that they were going to visit. And although I was stoked for their success, I was also a little heartbroken because them leaving meant Harry leaving. And Harry leaving meant that I was all alone. Even though Harry and I were no longer together, I still spend most of my day with him, either in person or on the phone. He was really my best friend and I loved him to bits, but with him gone, I knew things were going to be hard.

I spent a long time in the car just thinking about Harry and I. It had been a long night, yet for some reason, all I could think of was our kiss. I didn’t even realise that Louis had driven right past my house, so when he pulled into his own driveway, you could only imagine my reaction.

“Uhh, Louis, what are you doing? You completely missed my house!” I exclaimed.

“You’re staying here tonight.” He said impatiently as he tried to hurry me out of his car so he could lock it.

“No, I have a house. And a family that I must return to.” I replied.

“Actually, you have a family that you absolutely can’t stand and who probably won’t care whether you return to your house or not. But you were right, that is your house that they live in. But you see this one here, where Harry, Eleanor and I live in, well this is your home. Now hurry up and get in it before I lock you outside.” He explained. I absolutely hated when he bought up the broken relationship that I had with my family. I was about to tell him off, but by this time, Harry was by my side, holding his hand out and prompting me to follow him inside. Liam was far gone by now, probably walking home to his own apartment which was only two minutes away.

Being exhausted and far more comfortable here than back with my family, I ignored Louis smut comment and took Harry’s hand.