Little Louder Now (Harry Styles/One direction fanfic)

Chapter 14: Sore shoulder boulders

Chapter 14:  Sore shoulder boulders

*Charlie's POV*

I'd never been in a police station before.  And let me tell you, it is something I don't ever want to have to experience again.  It was busy, smelled like stale coffee, it was FILLED with complete nutters, and the officers who worked there looked nothing like the ones on the tellie.  I was totally disappointed by the general lack of hotness in front of me.

After we got out of the mall safely, the police had said that they'd just escort us to the police station in the back of their squad cars and have us wait for someone to pick us up.  Easy peezy lemon squeezy.  Right?  WRONG! 

The cops were trying to protect us from the massive group of out-of-hand fans, but Tom flipped out.  He started shouting about how he couldn't be seen in the back of a cop car, got in one of the officer's face, and eventually threatened the guy.

Nathan stepped in to try to prevent Tom from doing anything physically, but another officer thought he was just going to aid Tom in the fight.  That's when the shiney silver handcuffs were pulled out.  Tom, Nath, and Max were arrested. 

Why Max?  Well, he did absolutely nothing really, but he was standing there and I guess the officers thought he looked suspicious.  He does kinda look like a trouble maker if you ask me.  So he got locked up with the rest of them.  The charges: threatening an officer and disturbing the peace.

Ollie, Holland, and I were taken down to the station too, but no charges were pressed against us.  We were currently just waiting there trying to figure out how we'd get out of this mess.  The girls and I would've bailed out the guys, but we didn't have the money after our shopping trip... which I'm super pissed about!  I had bought some really cute hoodies and tank tops, but they were lost during the fan frenzie and TW's failed rescue mission.  What a waste!

I looked over at Holland and saw a middle aged man who was drunk and handcuffed to a chair getting processed leering and making lewd gestures at her.  It was making her uncomfortable so I tried to distract her. 

"Where'd Ollie go?"

"She went to go call Sam so we can get the hell out of this bloody mess," she replied while nervously glancing at the inebriated jackass who was making kissy faces at her.

"Right.  Good idea."  I couldn't think of what else to say.

The drunkard was now pointing at Holls while doing wild hip thrust motions.

"Cut it the fuck OUT man!  We all know you've been drinking.  You probably can't even get it up right now so QUIT IT you manky bastard!" I shouted at him.  "You're old enough to be her FATHER!"

At this point, Olivia walked in and looked confused.  "What did I just miss?"

"Nothing.  N-nothing at all," Holland stuttered.  "So is Sam coming?  I can't wait to get out of this shit pit."

"Yeah, she should be here in about 20 minutes.  I feel bad for Nathan.  He's locked up somewhere in back with Tom, Max, and the other assholes who have been arrested today.  That CAN'T be fun,"  Ollie said dejectedly.

"Yeah, he's far too pretty for the slammer.  His ass'd be toast if he got sent to a real prison," I giggled.

"They were only trying to help us really.  They didn't do anything wrong.  Especially Max," Holls added.

"They wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for me," Ollie muttered as she massaged her boobs.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked gesturing to her hands on her breasts.