Chapter 6.

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I was alone in this small room, so small that my claustrophobia was starting to kick in. I hated being in small spaces like this. The worn down bed had a thin, manky blanket on it, not warm enough to keep you warm in the cold nights. I bet you the mattress cover has never been changed at all; imagine all of those filthy people sleeping in it. It made me cringe, and right then I decided I wasn't going to sleep there, but on the floor.

The worst thing for me is the toilet. All of the bacteria and dirt surrounding it made this area look like it had some sort of sewer problem, which it probably does because the guards don't really care for the health of the jailers. They just expect them to sit there and die, then take their body out and put a new prisoner into it. Disgusting, isn't it.

I think of all my friends from back home, how happy they would be, because they don't have a fucking clue that I got put into jail. They wouldn't care, though. Those aren't my real friends. My real friends are Louis, Zayn, Liam and Harry. Harry. Just the thought of him makes my heart skip a beat. Oh, I miss him so much. I miss his emerald eyes, the way they shone as the looked up at me. I miss his curls and the way they brushed over his perfect skin. I miss his dimples. I miss everything of him. I just miss him. I wish I was with him now, to tell him how much I loved him. But anyway, I am going to tell him. Because I want to spending the rest of my life with him, no matter how many people disagree.

But at least I know I'll only be I'm here for a week or so, so I don't have to worry about not seeing any one important again. I just can't wait until the day I get released, and I can tell Harry about how much I love him, hopefully he'll except it,  and we can live happily ever after, just like the fairy tails, although it wouldn't be a fairy tale because it will be our own tale, not anyone else to know about, just me and Harry, that's it. No one will know what we do. It will be our little secret. 

The sound of the heavy gates opening and keys rattling echoed through the room, making me jump. It stood up from the floor, and walked towards the bars that were trapping me from the outside world. I curled my hands against the bar and lent my head against it. I'm such an idiot! I deserve to be locked up for the rest of my life. But then I won't ever see him beautiful face again. And just then, a guard walked past me cell, giving me a dirty look and looking me up and down as if I was nothing. 

"You should be happy that you're not being locked up for the rest of your life" he growled at me, giving me that same dirty look just like before.

"I deserve to" I replied, looking up to his fierce eyes. He chuckled under his breath, before leaning closer to me in front of the bars. 

Whispering sharply, he said, "Listen son, what you did was a bad thing, you nearly killed person, and not only yourself. Drink driving is a really serious case, and it causes a lot of injuries. You're lucky that you and that lad didn't have any really bad injuries, apart from the odd broken bone"

I thought about all the injuries I had caused Harry; his broken leg, broken arm. He must be very hurt. I'm actually quite surprised he came to my hospital room, having to walk the whole way would of been really pain full!

"He's been strong through it all," I answered, looking down at my feet shamelessly. I now feel horrible for all the pain I put Harry thought, because I was only thinking about how much I loved him, that I didn't really realize how much pain he was I. "I'm a horrible person, really" a tear slid down my cheek. 

"You sort you're problems out, son. I'm not here to comfort you. I'm here to make sure you, and as all the other jailers, stay in there cells and don't get away," he snarled, starting to walk away from my cell. He walked down the small corridor and turned out of the door at the end locking it with his keys. 

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