runaways || h.s

eighteen;

"Harry! Harry where are you?" Lola shouted, the door slamming behind her as she ran through the house in search of Harry.

 

"Lo, I'm right here," Harry said, his voice full of worry and fear as he ran out to meet her in the living room. "What's wrong? What happened?"

 

Instead of the scared and panicked Lola he had expected, she was smiling and jumping around.

 

"Nothing's wrong!" She said loudly as she threw herself into Harry's arms. "Oh, you won't believe it, Harry. You won't!"

 

"I won't believe what? Tell me what happened."

 

"It's Louis, Harry! Louis' called me and said he was in town and oh god, Harry! Can you believe it?"

 

Lola was jumping and spinning and her smile was wide and bright. Harry was a bit more hesitant, though. Louis had been the one to introduce Lola to the things that poisoned her and stomped all over her until there was nothing left.

 

"I told him to come by," she said with a grin, gripping onto Harry's hand tightly.

 

Harry didn't say anything and just nodded. He attempted a smile and gave Lola a small kiss on the cheek.

 

"He'll be here any minute. I've got to go change. Let him in when he gets here?" Lola said already leaving the room without an answer to her question.

 

Louis arrived exactly four minutes and eighteen seconds later, Harry counted. He took a deep breath and looked over his shoulder to the bedroom he and Lola shared, then back to the door where he could see Louis through the glass.

 

"Harry," Louis grinned, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. "How've you been, man?"

 

Harry shut his eyes and said, "I need you to go, Louis."

 

Louis' brows knitted together in confusion, "What's wrong? Did something happen to Lola?"

 

Harry's eyes shot open. "Like you actually care about her," he laughed and rolled his eyes. "Louis, you poisoned her. You almost killed her and you come here pretending you hadn't done anything to her at all."

 

"I-"

 

"Don't bother," Harry cut him off, a hand on Louis' chest pushing him out of the door. "Get out of our house and get out of our life, Louis. Don't come back and don't try and contact Lola. You're not welcome here."

 

Harry closed the door on Louis before he could try and wiggle his way into Harry's head and change his mind. Leaning his back against the door, he slid to the floor with his head in his hands.

 

"Harry was that Lou-" Lola started as he ran towards the door, but stopped herself when she saw Harry. "What happened?"