Chapter 12

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Riley.

Waking up this morning was something I dreaded. Now finding myself on my way to the prison, well, all I could do was hope for the best.

I had never seen Harry look so scared before. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen him scared before. But yesterday was different; it was like a totally different Harry Styles that suddenly had all these emotions that I really didn't know existed from him. Harry had this persona of a bad guy that never wanted to show pain. Although, the last few weeks he had been unraveling slowly.

The beatings, constant lectures from Mr. Locke, and now he was being exported to Alcatraz... that just adds to the list. Those were the simple reasons why he was slowly coming unglued.

"Is he still here?" I asked as soon as I walked through the doors.

I received a few looks from people, almost as if they were identifying me. It didn't take too long for people to realize it was me. "Harry Styles? He's in the break room."

A silent sigh of relief escaped my lips as I soon found myself walking quicker than usual to the break room. It took no time to get there at the speed I was going.

As soon as I arrived, I was confused. Harry was the only one in here enjoying his chili. He's usually in here with a few more people, it was rather odd.

"Harry," I mumbled as I took a seat next to him.

Harry looked up, a small red mark under his eye that definitely was not there yesterday. He looked a lot more gloomy with small dark circles under each of his eyes. His lips were pouted out and slightly chapped. I noticed how he had been licking them a lot more frequently then he usually does, probably out of frustration and nerves.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, keeping my voice quiet so the guards on the other side of the room wouldn't eavesdrop.

Harry's eyes continued to study me as he nodded, rather slowly. "Everything's fine," he replied. Something was definitely off.

"I know you don't want to go, but there's nothing I can do about it. I've tried my best to convince them... I really have. They just won't listen to me." I sighed.

Harry nodded once more. "I know."

I wanted to get more answers out of him, but it was simply impossible. He seemed so out of it and he looked so tired as if he stayed up all night. He was frustrated, I could tell.

Harry and I both knew that there was nothing we could say or do to get them to change their minds. They were going to send Harry to Alcatraz at no cost and make sure he stayed there. Maybe that was why he was acting so upset; because there was nothing anyone could do to help him. He was giving up.

We both sat in silence for what seemed like centuries. I wanted so badly to say something, to talk to him and ask him what was going through his head right now. But he just didn't seem like himself. He seemed different. I didn't need to question him at all.

Harry's head turned around to look at the two guards standing by the door. I couldn't help but notice one of them being Ted. The other was unfamiliar to me, but I had seen him around here quite a few times. They were busy talking and not paying any attention to us. It made me wonder if they even saw me walk in here and sit down with Harry and socialize with him.

Harry interrupted my thoughts by turning his whole body toward me. His legs were on either side of the bench we were both sitting on and his eyes found mine. My eyebrows crinkled together to show him I was far past confused by his actions.

Without saying a word, Harry grabbed me by my hips and pulled me into him. His lips crashed onto mine forcefully yet affectionately. The smoothness and plumpness of his full lips made me forget about the impact. My eyes were wide at his sudden actions and I couldn't help but notice his being shut tightly.

His lips stayed still on mine for a while until he finally rubbed them against mine slightly, deepening the kiss. My breathing got slightly heavier as I felt his mouth open against mine and his tongue exit it. It found its way to the part in my lips and entered swift fully. I gasped into his mouth as he continued kissing me deeply and surprisingly passionately.

I couldn't let it go on anymore. It was wrong on a number of levels and if the guards just happened to see us they'd think Harry was mental. Or he'd just get beaten some more - which wouldn't be good either.

I shoved at his chest to push him off. His lips were redder and slightly swollen, his chest moving just as rapid as mine from the intensity. My eyes were still wide throughout the whole thing, my lips parted in astonishment.

"W-What the fuck was that?!" I asked, a tone evident in my voice.

Harry swallowed, "I had to do that."

"Do you realize what you've just done? There's cameras in here that are connected to Locke's office. If he just so happens to look back at the tapes tonight, or even now, you're screwed. I'm screwed. We're both screwed!" I shouted in a mere whisper.

Harry sighed, "I'm already screwed so it doesn't really matter."

My shoulders slumped in defeat. "Why did you do that?" I asked for the second time. "What fucking possessed you to do that and think it was a good idea?"

"I didn't think it through I just did it, Riley. You're taking this too far, as usual." Harry groaned, turning away from me. "I just wanted to say goodbye to you in a way I would remember."

"Well yeah you're definitely gonna remember it because you're going to get your ass beat because of it when you get to Alcatraz. Nice going, Harry. Not only did you mess up your own life but you've managed to get people to probably hate me, too!" I yelled out. I immediately regretted the words as soon as they left my lips.

Harry looked at me, the anger was show able on his facial features now. "Well I guess I'm sorry. Goodbye, Riley." He arose from his seat and began walking over to the guards, who were still talking.

Not only did I feel slightly bad about what I said, I felt bad because when he said goodbye... he meant it. For all I know he could be exported this afternoon.

And for all I know that was the last time I would see him.

a/n: holy shit holy shit holy shit important chapter !!!!

but seriously.

it is.

make note of it.

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okay bye hope you enjoyed it (:

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