Harry POV -
"So.. What you are trying to tell me... is that you don't know where the fuck she is?" I barley recognized my the sound of my own voice, the anger radiating through it cracked the tense air like a sledge hammer.
The boys shifted uncomfortably under my gaze, the silence in the room grew even tenser. It had been a full week since Hannah had escaped into the car and nobody knew where she had gone too.
Which is fucking ridiculous.
"Look mate, are you sure it was a sedan? Maybe it was the wrong car-" Niall tried to reason with me but my glare quickly shut him up.
I could feel my heart beat thumping through my ears as anger boiled through me. "If you fuckers do not find her, so help you, I will kill everyone in this town until I find her myself."
My eyes snapped to Zayn who was puffing away on one of those stupid fucking cigarettes. "Zayn don't look so relaxed because I'll be fucking start with you- fucking twat."
"What the fuck did I do Harry?" He yelled, his dark eye narrowing at me from beneath his eyelashes. His legs were carelessly crossed against each ankle, his black hoodie engulfing him.
"You made her get cocky that's what." I snapped back.
He choked back laughter, his eyes glistening darkly. "She was cocky enough already.. Plus you were the one that let her go in the first place you asshole."
I was up and out of my chair in an instant- my gun already pointed in his direction. He simply smirked, breathing out smoke through his teeth.
"Harry." Louis sighed. "Don't shoot him."
I cocked the gun back, a large click echoing as I did so. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't."
"His muggle blood will stain your carpets." Louis replied dryly.
Dropping the gun, I pinched the bridge of my nose harshly, feeling the pulsing of my head develop into an agonizing headache.
"I thought Harry had banned us from using Harry Potter references in here." Niall chirped sulkily, sidewardly eyeing Louis off.
Yes I most definitely had- Things got way out of control when the subject of Harry Potter came up in this room.
I stalked back to my chair, eyeing the black and white video surveillance photos yet again. "Just shut up all of you and tell me where she is."
Liam groaned. "For the LAST time Harry- We don't know."
"And for the LAST time," I snapped, throwing down a photo. "That is not a good enough answer for me to accept, and with the way things are going, soon enough your lives wont be good enough to accept."
That shut them all up- and it should do.
They knew that at any moment, I could kill them. Of course I'd regret it in time to come, but when my temper gets ahold of me there isn't anything anyone can do.
"Tell me again why you let her go." Louis sighed stretching his back on the black sofa.
I ran a hand through my hair, embarrassed at my mishap. "I didn't think she'd actually run."
"Why would you possibly think that?"
"Well firstly I didn't think she was stupid enough."
"And secondly?" Louis prompted.
" ..And secondly she has no where else to go."
"Well apparently she does." Zayn added snarkly.
My hands balled into fists besides me, my eyes flicking away from Louis' pointed glares.
