Chapter fifty-one.
"Why is he doing this?"
I have calmed myself down and Harry has made me some tea and we sit on the couch.
"He is convinced we have something to do with the murder of his older brother, Steve. But we haven't. He is just so damn stupid to know better. And he is doing this to Niall just to piss him off. They really hate each other"
"When will he come out?"
"We'll pick him up in the morning"
"What if something happens to him?"
"He can take care of himself, this is not his first time in jail"
"What do you mean? Has he been in prison before?"
"No, but he has been arrested before, spent the night down there..."
I nod my tired head and take a sip of the tea.
"You should get some sleep, I'll stay here with you"
"Thank you" I put a pillow on his knees and lay my head down there. "Please, let me just..." I inhale deeply and close my eyes. "Let me stay here..."
The last thing I feel is his hand going through my hair and all my muscles relax.
"Addie?" I wake up by someone is touching my hair. "Wake up, we are going down the station" Harry says gently and I sit up, rubbing my eyes before getting up. We walk down to my car and Harry offers to drive and I gladly thank him.
The drive down to the police station takes ten minutes and I take Harry's hand as we walk inside.
"Ah, Mr. Styles. I was wondering when we were going to see you" a man says from behind as we talk to the woman by the desk. Both Harry and I turn around and see Liam Payne standing there, in the same suit as he had on a couple of hours ago.
"Where is the loving Mr. Tomlinson?"
I look up at Harry to see the anger in his eyes towards this man in front of us and he is doing everything in his power to stay calm.
"You know none of us have nothing to do with this" he firmly says but Liam only scoffs at him and gives me a sneaky smile. "Hope you have given my suggestion a serious thought"
"Oh, go to hell, Payno!" Harry raises his voice and I look up at him, shocked. He is not the guy who is gets mad, it is very rare for him to raise his voice.
Instead of saying anything he keeps his mouth closed and walking pass us to his office and slams the door with the letters "Mr. Liam Payne" on the window.
We are asked sit down while waiting for Niall and after about ten minutes he does. Harry and I walk over to him and he embrace me in a hug.
"Let's get the hell out of here" he angry states and pulls his right arm around me and we walk out to the car. It is a quiet drive back to the apartment and Harry follows upstairs.
"He really crossed the line this time! Accusing you for the murder of Zayn. I was this close to hit his disgusting face!" Harry says.
"Addie, is it okay if we go..."
"Yeah, of course. You go, I have to get ready for work." I say and he walks over to me to give me two kisses and one on the cheek, tells me to be careful and then they both leave me.
It feels weird, everything right now. I wonder why they released him, if they were accusing him of murder. I know he didn't do it, maybe the police figured that out.
After a thoughtful shower I get dressed and walk down to my car.
"Oh, good you are here, you have to do inventory today" Earl is meeting me as soon as I enter work. He helps me doing it in the first hour and then I help José in the back to make sandwiches.
When it is finally time for lunch I only eat a quick salad from across the street before getting back to work. I need to keep my mind busy or else I will go around thinking about only what has happened the pass 24 hour. Why can't it just be cool for a while? Or can we have some good news for once?
Maybe this is how life is with Niall?
My phone wakes me up and I quickly pick it up since I just had been on the toilet.
"Hello?" there is no one who answers. "Hello? Is someone there?"
I look at the phone and the person on the other line has hung up.
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FanfictionAdelina "Addie" Fisher is flying over to the US to work as an au pair for a family in New York. She is haunted by a pair of icy blue eyes. DOES INVOLVE BAD LANGUAGE, ALCOHOL, GUNS.