Criminal

Chapter 8

As soon as Harry woke up we were back on the road. We were now driving on a highway with hill type things all over. It was a pretty view.

"Are you excited to get there?" Harry asked and I nodded. I was ready to start whatever was going to happen for possibly the rest of my life. "Me too," Harry said and he smiled.

We sat in silence comfortably until I decided I was going to ask him the question that had been sitting in the back of my mind.

"Harry," I started and he glanced over at me. "Do the police know you killed those... Those men?" I stuttered and I felt the hurt in his eyes. I immediately wish I didn't ask.

"No," he said and he shook his head. "You see Caroline they think I was killed with them but my body is hidden somewhere else," he started explaining and I just nodded, listening.

That means they think Harry is dead.

"Why don't you just go back then?" I asked and he made a small laugh.

"Because it's complicated."

"Right," I said and he nodded. "Do you miss singing?"

"I loved it," he said and smiled. "The fans, the music, the interviews, concerts... Amazing."

I smiled as he told me stories about what it was like when he was famous.

"You'd like Niall," Harry said and grinned. "He'd like you even more, he's a real great guy, good voice. Irish, actually," he said and told me about his eating habits.

"We both seem to have a problem with junk food," I said and Harry laughed.

"Then Liam," Harry said and grinned, "He's definitely a charmer." He went on telling me about all the fun they had at One Direction day dancing to Talk Dirty To Me by Jason Derulo.

I laughed at some of the stuff Harry said and he joined me in laughter.

"Then we have Louis," Harry said and his voice softened. "Our fans began to say that eh Louis and I had a.. bromance." I felt weird talking about this, but it was kind of cute. "I'm not gay," Harry said and I laughed. "I'm not! But they would photoshop pictures of us kissing and gross stuff like that," Harry said and I shivered. That would suck.

"That's going a little too far," I said and Harry smiled.

"I fully agree," he said and I smiled back.

"Zayn is the other," Harry said and I turned to look directly at him. "He was a kind hearted man," he said and I knew he was getting emotional again.

"I know you miss them a lot," I said and Harry nodded a little.

"I just can't believe I let it get away," he said turning to look at me. "You know?"

I nodded and grabbed his free hand giving it a squeeze; he gave me a weak smile.

We drove for a few more hours before Harry pulled into a small town. There was a corner store in the middle of no where really and Harry hopped out of the car.

He walked around and opened my door for me. "Coming?" He asked and I unbuckled and climbed out.

I followed him into the store and there was a woman at the counter.

"Harry?" she said and covered her mouth with her hand. Tears sprung her eyes as she walked around and embraced him.

"How are you?" He asked and patted her back lightly.

"Just fine," she said and wiped her tears on the back of her hand.

"This is Caroline," he said and put his arm around me for a moment. He smiled down at me and I looked up at him and then smiled at the woman.

"Nice to meet you dear, I'm Fiona" she said hugging me. I awkwardly hugged back but flinched when she squeezed the spot where my bruise was.

I think Harry noticed me flinch because he looked alarmed. I gave him a reassuring smile and he gave me a little one back.

"So Harold," she said leaning back, crossing her arms. "Am I setting you up with 2 different homes?" Fiona raised and eyebrow and Harry shrugged.

"Whatever is easier on you guys," he said and she grinned.

"We only have one as of now," she said and we nodded. "Over packing this summer," she said shaking her head.

"Thanks for helping us," Harry said and he pulled his wallet out. He handed her a was of money but she wouldn't grab it.

"No," she said and he frowned. "No," she said again and he put it away, keeping only a 20 out.

"Send us a pizza around dinner then," he said and this time she took the 20. They smiled at each other and he turned towards me. "Lets go," Harry said taking my hand.

This time I grabbed his hand and we intertwined out fingers together. He smiled and we walked out to the car.

He opened my door for me and when I got in he was waiting to close my door when I held my hand up for him not to.

"Wait," I said and he looked up. I leaned over and pulled him into a hug, and his strong arms embraced me. "Thank you so much," I said and he nodded as his face was buried into my hair.

"I'll take care of you," he said and I really believed him.