Psychopath | Zarry

Greetings

-Louis's POV

He did it...he turned himself in...never would I have thought of losing my best friend this way. As we went our separate ways I couldn't here anything...couldn't see anything. I didn't even know if he was okay. We sunk to the bottom and quickly drove for the tunnels. We all made it safely, but it doesn't feel the same. The car ride to Glasgow was really quiet, nobody dared to talk through the radios. When we got closer to Glasgow the radio turned on with breaking news.

"Breaking News! Criminal Mastermind and Psychopath Harry Styles has turned himself in to the authorities. He is currently getting treated at the Northern England Asylum! Yes the one he broke into and took criminals from, rumor has it that he asked to be placed there HIMSELF! His team is still missing, turns out nobody made it out alive. Well that's all I have for you Scotland." The man said.

"That bloody bastard." I said face palming myself.

"Marcel get me a trace on Harry's movement, I know you can activate his walkie talkie." I commanded.

"Yes I-I can sir but if I do now then it's a chance the FBI can trace us!" He said fixing his glasses.

"Ugh! Your right!" I said rubbing my forehead.

"Sir once we get somewhere stable I could probably trace his location." Marcel said.

"We won't have TIME! They probably took all his devices and are currently holding them!" I shouted.

"Ya, Louis calm down! We will find him and get him back. We just need to do as he said and lay low." Bentley said.

"Okay, your right." I said nodding.

It was hard for all of us to adjust to his departure from us, but we have to lay low and remain calm for him.

-Harry's POV

As I sat in the back of the police truck I couldn't do anything but laugh for myself. I really did it, I broke into the highest ranking Asylum's and stole 3 of the greatest psychopath's. I laughed again at the fact that I'm going back there to face Liam. I know he will happy to see me. I was knocked out of my thoughts when the officer threw me on the ground. I felt pain on my cheek and smirked.

"So you think, just because I'm in handcuffs I can't kill you? If there is a mark on my face, don't even dream of waking up." I said to him.

"Yea yea yea, say whatever you want you twat. You can't touch me even if you tried." He said laughing.

"I may not be able to touch you but I know some people who could." I said spitting on blood.

He picked me up and walked me towards the station. I was sat in a room full of security and cameras. I sat there for about an hour before two mysterious people walked in. They took a seat and when I looked up in was Liam and Zayn.

"Sir we are going to take the handcuffs off of him." The officer said.

"Don't." I commanded.

Everybody looked at me and I smirked.

"Maybe I want to be held back, maybe I'm afraid of the things I'll do to him untied." I said laughing.

"Okay then keep them on. Harry we have you here today to talk about your jury case." The investigator said.

"Why would I want to discuss anything about a jury? I know you fuckers are going to lock me up, so why?" I said lifting my eyebrow.

"Because you could possibly be on the death penalty. You have committed MULTIPLE crimes." He said to me.

"List them then." I demanded.

"You have committed second degree murder, with a murder count BEYONG ME and MANY MORE!" He said briefly.

"Hmm doesn't seem like much by okay." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Harry we are putting you in a highly guarded security system guarded by the best. You won't be at the Northern England Asylum, but you will have a high ranking therapist from there." He spoke.

I raised my eyebrow and looked at Zayn.

"Who is it?" I smirked.

"No one other than Zayn Malik himself, he will come see you on Mondays and Wednesday's." He said proudly.

"Perfect." I said leaning back in my seat.

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