Chapter 1: Finally Out

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Harry's P.O.V

        Free. That's what I finally was. No more early nights. No more fighting. No more guessing at what the date was. No more nasty food. No more fighting. No more lock downs or beatings by misbehaving inmates who thought they were all that when in reality they weren't.
        I made my way out of the concrete walled prison and pulled on the shades I had on when I arrived. My skinny jeans still fit but my shirt was a bit tight. I assumed it was from working out on a daily for the past three years. I saw the black Mercedes that was described to me on the phone by my darling sister. As i got close, she got out and ran to me, crying. Why in the hell was she crying? She looked to be the same except she was blonde now. Oh god. She must still dye her hair constantly.        "Harry"  her familiar voice whispered as her arms wrapped around me in a hug. I wrapped mine around her and kissed her forehead slowly.

        "Hey Gem." I said softly. I couldn't help but to admit that I had missed my sister a bit.

        "Let's go home. Mum is waiting." She said with a smile. I just gave her a nod and we both got into the car.
       

        "Still using my cars and money I see." I teased, earning a laugh from her.

        "Yes actually." She said. I chuckled and grabbed the phone she had sat in the cup holder. I pressed the home button and my screen saver popped up so I knew it was mine. I went through the text messages and tons of them appeared. One recently from an old friend. It had arrvied just minutes ago.

        'hey mate. party tonight to celebrate you getting out? got a girl you may want to bang ;) N'
it read

        I let out a chuckle and just decided to text him back later. We soon arrived at my parents house and my mother ran out the door and hugged me tightly. I wrapped my arms around her and chuckled as she cried happy tears into my white t-shirt.

        "Mum. Calm down. I'm home." I said and she pulled away, wiping her eyes and smiling as she nodded.

        "Yes you are home. I made your favourite dinner. Come inside." She stated and we all made our way back into the house.

        "Uh. Mum, I'm going out tonight. I'm not all that hungry." I said and she frowned.

I couldn't help it. I sat down at the table and she fixed my plate and my fathers. Steak, potatoes, mac and cheese, corn, and soda for the drink. I had always loved this as a kid and i had no idea why. that's just how it was.

        As i finished dinner, i made my way upstairs to get ready for the party. I got a quick shower then pulled on black skinny jeans, another white t-shirt and my converse. I fixed my hair up and walked downstairs after brushing my teeth and putting on cologne.

        "Harry, please don't get into any trouble tonight." My mum begged.

        "Me? Trouble? Never." I teased and grabbed my car keys. An old 1970 ford mustang that I had fixed up and nobody else was allowed to drive. I loved that car way to much.

        I made my way out to the car and got in. I took in a deep breath and smirked. Old leather and sex is exactly what it smelled like still. I made my way to the party address that was texted to me and pulled up out front. I made my way in side through the large crowd waiting to get in because they weren't invited and had to wait. I made my way to my friends and it got quiet. I just smirked as a drink was shoved in my hand.

        "Mate. Welcome back." Zayn smirked as some girl sat on his lap. She had purple hair and it was kind of hot.

        "Thanks mate."

        "How was the pin?"

        "Stupid. I just got tougher."

        "That's a bummer."

        "I'd go ba-" I started to state but a girl walked past me and I couldn't help but to follow her.

        I followed her upstairs and she went into the bathroom. I quickly leaned on the wall and waited for her to get out. She must of only had to pee because she wasn't in there long at all. As she walked out, I pinned her to the door and she looked up at me innocently. God she was hot.

(Short chapter! Sorry!)

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