Adopted by Elounor!<3

28. Information

*Katrina's POV*

It's been nearly two weeks since we handed the tape in. We haven't gotten any replies or anything since then. Tia and I had went to the station and handed it over to the officer, who had said they'd, him and his team, would have a listen to it. 

I really hope he has. I won't be happy if he hasn't already. Way to worry yourself Kat, of course he has. Hang on. This is stupid. I'm stupid. Yes, you are. Hilarious. What a way to encourage myself.

Last week Tia and I were invited to go over to the boys' houses. Today is the day it's finally happening. I've never been to the other boys' houses. I've been living here for a while too. That's kind of weird, I guess.

Tia and I get our things together at mine and we head off along the gated street to Liam's house, number one on the list. When we get there he gives us a guided tour of the house. It's quite spacious, but the furniture kind of hides that a little. 

Most of the space in the rooms is taken up by one type of furniture or another. Finally though, we finish and chill out in the living room for a while, eating food. It was fun but after an hour or two Tia and I decide that it would be a good idea to get moving onto house number two, Zayn's house.

Zaynie also gave us a little guided tour but my favourite room of them all in his house is his art room. There are spray painted walls with intricate designs, pictures and drawings on the wall and even loads of paintings. Art really brings out the inner Zayn.

Next we visit Niall's house which is, by no surprise, filled with food of all types, shapes and sizes. It's unbelievable how much he eats but I love him anyway. I didn't just say that. The three of us have a little chat over some crisps and fanta, yummy. When we are finished talking we play a game of twister which has hilarious results.

Lastly, we give little Harry a visit. When Tia and I arrive though we get a little shock. There, on the couch is something I never knew was possible with Harry. A girl. An actual, real-life girl is sitting on Harry's sofa, it can't be? She must be his girlfriend right?

 I look over at him for conformation and he nods. I just smile and introduce myself to the blonde girl. Tia also does so afterwards.

Over the next while we find out that the girl is called Claire Morrison, she is 19 years old, the same as little Harreh, her dad left her and her mum when she was born and her mum is short and pretty. Claire has dazzling green eyes and she's quite funny, in my opinion anyway.

 I'm pretty sure my Tia feels the same about her, well I hope so anyway.

Later on in time I also learn that she is very talented, she can sing very well. Overall, she is a very nice girl and I definitely approve of her. I mentally thank Harry for choosing her and not some rude, stuck-up girl who thinks she's better than anyone else. That would have ended in a disaster. Eventually, I decide that it's time for me and Tia to leave. We say our goodbyes and set off back down the road.

***

We'd have been back for about ten minutes when we get a phone call. "Hello?" I ask the other person on the other end of the receiver. "Hello Miss Tomlinson. It's Officer Walter. I have information on the evidence you gave us."

I stay as still and as quiet as I can. Suddenly the receiver comes to life again, "Hello, Miss Tomlinson? Are you there?" Officer Walter asks me. I pull myself back into the moment and reply with 

"Umm, yeah I am, sorry. Carry on.." After a few seconds, he does just that.

 "Well, we have been looking through all of the stuff you gave us and we also listened to the tape but I'm afraid it wasn't enough again. There was nothing that proved that she had done any of it, apart from the tape but that's a whole different story. I'm sorry."

 I clutch the phone in my hand, squeezing it as hard as I can. I suddenly feel myself go faint. 

"...What?" I quietly question the officer.

 "It wasn't enough to arrest Lizzie I'm afraid..." I sit down on the couch again, my head in my knees. "But," Officer Walter says and my ears perk up immediately, "Lizzie was arrested around an hour ago for breaking and entering. I just thought I'd let you know." 

The bad mood and feeling is lifted off me straight away, like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, it felt nice.

Then reality is back. "Really?" I ask through the phone, full of joy and happiness. 

"Really." Officer Walter confirms. I let out a girly squeal, stand up and jump about the place, Tia sits on the couch staring at me as if to say 'Really?' and like I'm a loony person or something. 

"How long is she in for?" I ask curiously. There is a short pause which is filled with the noise of crumpling paper, like someone was searching through a big pile or stack of it. I then hear a distant cry of accomplishment and the ruffling gets nearer. 

"It says that she will be behind bars for at least five years." I smile, knowing we will be safe for quite a while. I sigh happily, content. But then I freeze and my face drops into a frown. Tia looks surprised by my sudden change of emotion. 

"Will we be able to come down and file a restraining order for when she gets out?" I ask, hoping for a yes. "Em.." The officer replies,

 "Yes, we could get all of the paperwork ready for when you get here, is that alright?" he asks me. I start smiling again.

 "That'll be great. We'll be there in fifteen minutes, twenty at the most." There is a short pause. "Thank you. I look forward to seeing you soon, good bye." he says. I reply with a quick thank you and goodbye, then hang up.

I throw my phone on the couch and start to get ready after telling Tia to do so as well, for the next few minutes while we walk down to the station I am getting questioned as to why we are going to the police station. I eventually feel like I have had enough of this and just tell her the whole thing.

Over the next hour and a half or so, all of the forms are being signed and checked over. After everything we had to do is done I feel great and get ready to leave.

We are walking down the quiet road. We are nearly back at my house. None of us has said a word since we have left the station. But all of a sudden Tia stops walking and turns to face me, dragging my arm back so I come to a complete stop. She stands still, frozen, staring at me for a moment.

"What do we tell Niall?..." She asks.