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Chapter 61
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Grimmy's POV
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I jumped up from my seat immediately, without hesitation, and then sprinted towards the doorway.
As I ran, I heard Cas call my name - many times actually - but I could barely even hear her. My mind was solely focused on Finlay's words.
the one and only's being arrested
"FINLAY WHA-"
My voice came to an end when I ran into the kitchen.
Finlay was leaning over the counter, squinting at the small television mounted on the wall beside his cabinets, with two freshly opened sodas lying loosely in his hands.
He was completely still, trying to get a good look at the shaky footage being displayed over some sort of celebrity news broadcast.
The video panned frantically from street, to sky, and then to a set of trees as the reporter's voice - and many other voices - called out Harry's name countless times. There was a lot of pushing and shoving; clearly there were a lot of people involved.
"Can you believe this! What a treat!" Finlay chanted, almost amusingly, as my eyes darted over to him. He was now looking at me, a small grin wiped across his lips.
I squinted my eyes at him, almost evilly.
"No! What's going on?! Where is he?!" I panicked, running up to the counter beside him. My heart was beating out of my chest now, making my hands shake as well.
"I dunno man, the shot only showed Harry once, mind you it was all blurry, and he was pinned up against a police car," Finlay explained nonchalantly, as my eyes regretfully washed over the headline:
Harry Styles - pop star, bandmate and felon?
My head snapped towards him.
"How did this happen?! Who took this video?!" I exclaimed, my panic only increase after every second ticked on.
"It's a live video I think,”
My throat grew dry, feeling myself come jump to many different conclusions.
Did he…
Did Harry go and find that girl?
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