LOCKED UP - boyxboy (Larry)

PROLOGUE

Louis day at work began like everyday. Sitting at his desk, reading the local newspaper and drinking tea whilst waiting for inmates who may need him. Since the town is very small and quiet the prison mostly is filled with inmates being in for smaller crimes. They come and go and sometimes come again to serve their sentence
Louis is suprised and almost loses grip of his mug when his phone rings. Usually it does not already ring around that time. He puts the newspaper and the mug aside to grab the phone.
"Tomlinson, what can I do for you?" he says.
"There's been a huge crime. The offender immediately gets sent to prison. May you please take care of it whilst I handle all the paperwork?" the voice of the towns police officer speaks.
"Sure! No problem. Please send me the information I need, to take care of the situation and the new inmate." he replies before turning the phone off.
A huge crime, what crime could be so bad to be called huge, Louis thinks folding the newspaper and cleaning up his desk to get ready for his job. He stands up and takes his inmate folder from the cupboard. Flipping through the pages and looking back at old work he starts feeling a little nervous. He has never been associated to deal with a so called huge crime. What could it be, he thinks starting to also imagine what a person commiting a huge crime could look like. A noise coming from his computer interrupts his thoughts, notifying him that he got an email from the local police department. He opens the mail and starts reading the files sent to him about the crime and the soon to be inmate. His mouth widens while reading the police report. This really is huge, who could be so evil, he thinks. Clicking on the file with details about the offender, he was expecting a lot but not the name Harry Styles popping up.
Harry Styles, our towns baker, the owner of the bakery around the corner of my home, where I have often sent my 7 year old son Freddy to buy some bread or where my Dad always buys the delicious cupcakes from, he thinks not believe his eyes. Just yesterday Louis has read an article about how Harry gives most of his money to charity and he even very often bakes for charity events. He was described as a selfless man with a big heart, living a modest life. Even though he has only met Harry twice, buying bread he has heard so much positive things about this man.
After a couple more minutes of Louis staring at the files he starts to focus again and prints out all the necessary stuff. While the printer is running, he stands up nervously walking up and down in his small office. It will probably only take a few more minutes until the police arrives with Harry so he has to start filling out some papers and stapling the printed out files. He sits down again, telling himself that he has to focus. It's my job, I need to leave the personal feelings aside, he tells himself over and over again whilst doing his work. Only a minute after he puts the folder back he hears a knock on his door. Slowly breathing in and out, to calm himself down, he grabs his keys and opens the door to see a police guard and a handcuffed man facing the floor. "Please follow me", Louis says, walking to the assigned cell where Harry is gonna have to stay for a long time. Maybe lifetime.