The Monster//H.S Punk AU Book #3 **DISCONTINUED**

Chapter One

New Beginnings

Harry leaped over the hood of the car. Running across the street to chase after the short figured man. He sprints, gaining some leverage as the shorter man was losing his breath. Once Harry got close enough, he grabbed the man's coat, causing him to fall and Harry to land on top of him. He pulled out the gun from his pants and pointed it to the man's face.

"Tell me where she is Louis." Harry practically growled at him. Louis' face remained in control as Louis grabbed Harry's arms.

"I'm not going to tell you Harry. She's safe and sound without you ruining her." Harry rolled his eyes and placed the gun on Louis' temple.

"She loves me Louis, she's better with me." Harry stated as Louis began to laugh.

"Does she Harry? Does she really? She wouldn't have left if she did-"

Harry cut him off by knocking him out with the gun. He got up and picked Louis up over his shoulder. He walks to his car and throws Louis in the back seat. He got into the driver's seat and pulled out a cigarette from the glove box and lit it. Puffing in the toxic fumes before releasing them back into the air. He started to drive back to his house.

It has been a few months since he awoke from his dream like state and he is still trying to figure out what is true and what is not. Apparently him and Louis were good friends until this happened. Zayn is in a coma from his near death experience and Liam is sleeping with his wife. Niall is still as he was before all this, but he is not picking a side.Everyone else is not talking to Harry. He made it to his house thirty minutes later and dropped Louis on the wooden floor of it. Louis landed with a thud and groaned.

Chloe walked down the steps with her laptop and stopped in mid step.

"Damn Harry, you kill him?" She asked, looking at the man on the floor.

"No, but he wasn't giving me the answers I wanted" Harry declared angrily, making his way to the kitchen. He didn't remember this house, apparently they got it when they got married. Chloe says that Al never loved Harry and Louis is giving him mixed answers. He looked at the cup on the counter, it's been there for months, but he didn't have the heart to move it. He knew it was hers, from the Burgundy lipstick stain on the rim. He's never seen her in it before, but he knew deep down it was hers.

He grabbed a glass and poured some whiskey in it and slammed down the bottle on the counter. She wouldn't have just ran off, taken their child and leave. But how would he have known? He can't remember anything.

Chloe walks in and watches as Harry chugs down his whiskey. He slammed the cup back down on the counter once he finished, shattering the glass.

"You should be more careful" She barked out bitterly towards him. But Harry didn't care.

"As long as she isn't home I will never be careful." He left the glass where it was and walked out, ignoring the tiny shards in his hands that were causing him pain.

But he couldn't feel them. He couldn't feel anything but anger and rage. He walked back over to Louis.

"So you don't know where she fucking is do you?" Harry looked down at the man as he struggled to get up.

"Harry, she left for a reason... I know your intentions are good but really they are not. You're mind is corrupted Harry.." Louis looked up at Harry, falling back down.