The Runner ➳ Narry (Book One)

Chapter Forty-Three

A/N:

Long chapter, took me a while to write it! Is anyone even liking this story or does it suck lol let me know :) xx

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(Louis' POV)

"We're sorry, sir. Harry Styles has already been bailed out," the man at the front desk explained.

"What?" I asked, snatching the cheque from Niall's hand. "What the hell do you mean he's already been bailed?"

"He was bailed out this morning," the man said, then typed on the computer beside him for a moment before looking back up to us. "By two men named Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson."

I stared at Niall with disbelief. He seemed to be caught off guard at first, but then his eyebrows quickly narrowed.

"That's impossible. I'm Louis, and he's Niall. I'm pretty fucking sure we haven't come to bail Harry out yet."

The man shrugged, a fake apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, the money has already been paid and a court date has been set. Mr. Styles will be on probation for the next couple of months."

"This is bogus," I half yelled. "You need to take back the bail!"

"That's impossible, sir. The bail has already been paid and the inmate has been released on probation," the man said.

"What the fuck!" I threw my hands back. "Look man, I'm telling you right now that we are Louis and Niall, whoever paid the bail was lying!"

Niall turned around in frustration and leaned his back against the counter while I continued yelling at the guy in front of us.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, sir," the man said.

"Bullshit," I scoffed. "Just take the fucking bail back!"

"It's impossible now that the inmate has been released. You'll have to find him yourself," the guy said.

"Find him ourselves? Are you fucking-"

"Louis," Niall interrupted.

"Not now, Niall," I waved him off. "Give me his location. Whoever he is with is dangerous."

"Louis," Niall stood up straight and pulled at my shoulder.

"Niall, stop," I said.

"No, Louis," he said again.

"Give me the location," I told the man again, ignoring Niall.

"I'm sorry, I don't know his location," the man said.

"Louis!" I felt myself being tugged backwards by Niall, catching me off guard. He pulled me away from the desk, spinning me around and shoving me towards the window. "He's right there!"

I stared in shock as I saw Harry being pushed into the back of a van by John. "What the fuck!"

I grabbed Niall's wrist and turned, running towards the door.

"Who was that?" Niall asked frantically.

"Fucking John," I muttered. We reached the door, and I quickly shoved it open with my shoulder, letting go of Niall's wrist.

"Louis, that other guy looked like.." Niall's voice trailed off as we ran out to the parking lot.

"What other guy?" I asked. "There was no other guy."

"No, there was two. One of them looked like-"

"There they are!" I yelled, the van Harry was pushed into was now backing up.