Our Possession

33

"A-Are you sure about this brother?"

"Shut the fuck up Marcel," Edward seethed out, his rage distorting every word.

"Well at least put your seatbelt on."

Edward didn't even waste a second responding to his brother, instead Edward put his furious energy towards weaving through the cars at over double the speed limit.

"Fine I'll put it on for you-"

"If you try to touch me I'm going to throw you out of the fucking car." Edward couldn't stop himself from growling.

Edward needed to get home before his father. He had no choice.

If he didn't then he would lose Louis. That wasn't an option.

Edward was willing to risk his whole relationship with his father and everyone else in the family just for Louis, and that was what he was doing. He never thought he would've gotten so attached to the boy when the plan was first thought out.

He was definitely wrong, and his actions were showing that.

When his father asked for him to hand over Louis for the final time, Edward just stood up and walked out of the room with Marcel trailing after him.

"Edward... y-you missed the exit," Marcel mumbled, cautious of upsetting Edward even more.

"Fucking hell." Edward turned the car quickly, making the back wheels skid and Marcel grip the seat.

"O-Oh no. This is a bad idea."

Edward ignored his brother once again as he weaved through the oncoming cars. The sound of car horns was like music to Edward's ears. Edward's sharp turn into the exit almost caused the car to tip over, but he wasn't concerned. Edward had no hesitation to put himself at risk for Louis.

"Call Harry and tell him to leave the house with Louis," Edward commanded. "Tell him to meet us in the fields off of Greg's farm."

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Mark Tomlinson gripped onto his steering wheel. All of the anger that had been pent up was about to be released once he got to the house he had been searching for.

He glanced at the rear view mirror at the onyx Dodge SUV's that were following him. The men inside of the cars would ensure his success.

It had been a long journey looking for his son, one that eventually led him to France. He didn't mind the chase though, he would have gone anywhere for his stubborn son.

Mark Tomlinson cherished his son like no other and everyone knew that. So when the Styles family decided to take his son, his family, he didn't take that lightly. Although he hadn't shown his fury yet, he was definitely planning to.

His rage would definitely be expressed, but of course only once he had his son.

He was rightfully elated once they were given the address, but he didn't want to celebrate just yet. Mark called up every reliable man he knew for this, and he was proud to have them all loyally following his lead.

"It's just up ahead, Boss," Liam said, iPhone in one had and a machine gun in the other.

"Perfect."

Unlike last time he wouldn't fail. He had no choice.

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"You've fucking gone and brought me to France, and haven't told me!"

Harry was glad the road was empty when he swerved in the next lane as a result of dodging Louis' punches. "Louis relax!"

"Relax?" Louis stopped his assault to glare at Harry, panting from the boxing session. "Relax? You... want me... to relax? I'm going to end-"

The soft ring of Harry's ringtone interrupted Louis, plaguing the car with silence.

"Shit, it's Edward." Harry fumbled to pick up his phone.

"I'll fucking kill him too-"

"Louis, being in fucking France is the least of your worries if Edward finds out we're gone."

After a couple beats of silence Louis asked, "do you think he came home early?" Louis heart almost stopped at the thought. Edward would kill them.

"I hope not," Harry mumbled before picking up the phone.

"Harry! I-It's Marcel-"

"Well what's up? Me and Louis are just hanging out. You know how Louis loves hanging out-"

"Harry shut up and listen. Father wanted Louis. We said no, so he's on his way to the beach house. You need to take Louis and meet us at the lavender fields."

Harry was silent as he took the information in. He thought he would be glad to know that Edward hadn't found out they were out of the house, but the news of his father ensured his disappointment.

"H-Harry, hurry up and go!"

"I'm on my way." Harry hung up the phone and slammed on the accelerator.

"Harry what-"

"They don't know, but we might just be in even more trouble."

"Okay, so tell me what just fucking happened."

"I'll tell you when we get there just relax for a couple of minutes," Harry huffed. He knew that his life would be very complicated in the near future and wanted silence until that moment.

Louis groaned at the vague response and look out the window at the miles of empty land surrounding the two way street. If he sat up enough he could see the waves crashing in the horizon.

After two minutes of silence Louis had enough. "Alright start explaining, I don't know what's going on here but-... is that my fucking Dad?" Louis squinted at the first sign of life in the form of multiple black Dodge Durangos, headed in the opposite direction. "Harry what the fuck are you hiding from me?"

"Alright I swear I had no idea about that."