Will watches as they handcuff his brother instead of him. He smiles because he knew that Edward would never betray him. He looks up at Edward only to see him looking like he’s going to throw up.
“Sir, we need you to come to the station with us for questioning.” Will nods, putting a distressed look on his face.
“Of course, but, can’t I make sure Harry’s okay first?” the officer nods and allows Will to go to Harry, but the ambulance drove away before he could get there.
***
Edward told the cops that Eli was the one who did all of this. He didn’t know they grabbed the wrong guy though. He’s too busy worrying about Harry to even notice.
He feels so guilty. He didn’t want this to happen, he really didn’t. He wanted to put Eli behind bars before this, but he couldn't let his brother die and put their family in danger.
Edward looks over at the paramedics, poking him with shots, putting tubes in him, IVs and other things sticking out of his body. This is the worst outcome he could have possibly imagined.
“This is your brother correct?” a paramedic asks him, Edward nods, watching as they rush him to the ambulance on a gurney. “Would you like to ride with us to the hospital.” Edward looks over at Eli who starts to run over to them.
“As long as you keep him away from me and my brother.” he says and climbs in, watching as the man shut the door. He sees Eli running to the door, only for the driver to drive away, leaving him in the dust. He still didn’t realize they got the wrong guy. He just thought he was trying to get away
Edward grabs Harry’s hand and holds it tight.
“I’m so sorry baby brother.” he whispers into the back of his little brother’s hand.
***
Louis has his arms crossed as he sits in the interrogation room. Edward screwed him over. Just wait until Harry wakes up, then everything will be sorted out.
Louis’ head snaps over as the door opens, revealing a frowning man.
“Hello, my name is John Brown, I’m with the FBI.” that’s why he doesn’t smile. Louis doesn’t think he would either.
“I’m Louis Tomlinson, but you already knew that didn’t you?” Louis spits out, looking John straight in the eyes. “Wait, is Harry alright?” Louis asks worriedly.
“I am not allowed to discuss that with you.” John says
“Why the hell not?” Louis snaps in anger.
“Because it is none of your conc-”
“Lie hell it isn’t! He’s my boyfriend and one of the most important people to me! Tell me if he’s okay!” Louis yells in pure rage.
“Sit down or I will have you cuffed to the table.” Louis sits down, recrossing his arms.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to lose my temper.” John doesn’t move. Louis sighs. “It just sucks not knowing if the person you love with all your heart is okay or if they aren’t.” Louis admits, putting his head in his hands, rubbing his face.
“According to the victim's brother-”
“His name is Harry.” Louis snaps, looking up at the man.
“What?” John asks.
“Don't call him a victim, he has a name and he will be called by his name. His name is Harry.” Louis spits out, venom dripping with every word he says. John clears his throat.
