11<More than a Soft Heart>

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Surprisingly, we got away. In situations such as these, it was almost crazy how close you can be to justice but never get it.

That was me and Kiara, and that thought wasn't even on my mind til the silence forced me to think of it. All I could think of was how they drove off and left their friend.

Harry's bestfriend.

It was impossible to think of any way to console him, tell him Louis wouldn't be caught. The realistic truth was, Louis was discovered, or close to it.

I didn't know how exactly I felt about that. I maybe felt sympathetic for him despite my want not to be, but Harry, I had no clue what was racing through his mind. While his face did radiate anger and faked seriousness, He didn't speak.

He didn't say a word. None of them did.

They all cared about Louis, but they were just not willing to turn the car around. At least not Liam. And no one argued with him.

Silence.

Knowing that the cops could have easily found us, I'm not sure if I would have been ready. I wasn't sure if I was ready in the sense of getting bombarded with question by police or my parents, or even reporters.

Surely this wasn't that big of a story. But I'd never know.

" You guys are bad fùcking friends. I hope you realize that. I don't care or any- "Kiara breaks the silence thats been steady for 30 minutes, but the boys are in bad moods. As much as they were bad friends, I'm sure they didn't want to hear that.

" Kiara. You'll get yourself in trouble, just say quiet. " Niall warns, and after that it's back to silence. I ocassionally glanced to Kiara, but she wouldn't look at me. She was too focused on the trees that were seemingly passing us by instead of us the ones passing them by.

I couldn't tap her because Harry would surely notice and find a way to explode at me. I didn't need that right now.

This silence was exhausting.

"Liam, you mind turning on the radio? "I asked , immediately wishing someone had put duct tape over my mouth. My largest issue was not knowing when to stop. I always pushed my limits until I couldn't push them anymore.

Why were you such an insensitive ašshole sometimes Saph?! Their friend probably got caught by the cops or worse:He tried to escape and got shot by the cops.

I heard Niall Sigh, as if he was annoyed, fed up. I knew this also meant he wouldn't try to save me anymore, since he's been trying and I still found ways to waste his efforts.

Zayn sucks his teeth, as not to even entertain my bùllshit.

Liam decides on ignoring me, as he was in a different state of mind right now. Perhaps he was scared? Anxious? Paranoid?Or even all at once. What I noticed about Liam was he was very stressed out, and his stress made him act a way that I knew he couldn't be regularly.

I wished I'd just shut my mouth.

" I'm going to fùcking hurt her. I swear as soon as we get there, I'm hurting this bítch. "Harry says quiet enough that he could have been talking to himself, but I knew he was saying it so only I'd hear.

I feel my heart drop, and I want to ignore that he's even said that but he was right next to me. But I just swallowed, and I could see the smug anger on his face in my peripheral vison

When I realized none of the boys were protesting, not even Niall, I grew worried. Kiara had seemingly fell asleep and that made me feel much more alone in this.

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