Reality {Larry Stylinson}

My Little Sister

"So, what about you?" Harry asked me after he stopped crying, probably trying to change the topic. I don't blame him, I would too.

"What about me?" I asked with confusion most likely evident on my face. His beautiful, pink and plump lips curled up into a small smile.

"How did you land in here? Like, I mean, I know you committed murder, but like, why? how? to who?" He questioned.

"It's stupid really, I mean, I was just-"

*Flashback~~~*

I was walking threw the forest to get to my home from my friend Zayn's house, listening to Green Day through my head phones. It was just a normal everyday type of thing.

At the corner of my eye, I saw a hand. It scared the living shit out of me. At first, I thought someone was sneaking up on me, but when the hand didn't move, I knew that wasn't the case.

I slowly walked closer to the hand that was sitting beside a tree.

Theres an arm. It was scratched up and full of blood.

Theres a head. I believe it was a her, who's hair was all messed up.

Finally making my way around, I saw three bodies. One was a girl, and two of them were boys. All three of them, were dead.

"Oh my god." I spoke under my breath. Taking out my headphones, I quickly dialled the police number.

"Whats your emergency?" the voice asked. I was panicked, so my words didn't really make much sense.

"There's...there's...three fucking uh, three fucking bodies in front of me man!" I shouted.

"What is your address sir?" the lady spoke calmly threw the phone.

"I don't know." I spoke, and quickly hung up the phone.

I was in completely shock by what I found that I couldn't remember anything. While I waited patiently for the cops to track my cell phone, I paced in a circle.

Then, I realized something. I got closer to the girl, and took in all of her features. The blonde hair, the shape of her lips, her nose. I know exactly who this girl is.

It's Lottie.

*Flashback interuptted~~~*

"Who's Lottie?" Harry asked me as my eyes began to tear up. I ducked my head and held my eyes tight.

"My little sister." I responded.

"Tomlinson!" I heard someone yell. Harry and I both turned our heads to see a body guard standing at the other side of the bars.

"You've got a visitor. Come with me please." the man instructed. I looked over at Harry, and he was staring at the guard in complete confusion.

I got up from the bed and walked over to the jail bars as the man was opening them. Harry was staring at me now, probably just as curious as I was as to who's here to see me. He grabbed my shirt in a very touchy manner causing me to yelp in surprise.

He walked me through the station, with asshole people standing around me, shouting at me through the bars. I ignored it to the best of my ability, but the shit they were saying was pretty scary.

Finally, we arrived to the chat room. I looked around, to see if anyone I knew were in here. Until I saw him.

"Zayn?"

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A/N; so heres chapter three! i know its really short but you get to know a bit about louis' past, and you might not understand what happened with how he got into jail yet, but you will eventually(; thanks for reading!