Silent Life

8- Age: 18 years old

8- Age: 18 years old ll Harry Styles

I looked at my phone, eyes wide open as I looked and saw the message. It was bad enough when I saw that he was released from the prison he was in, but now my mum is dead. I know he did it, he can't hide like that. He has been planning this ever since I got him sent away. He's been planning on ruining my life, and right at this moment, I think he has succeeded. My whole world just crashed around me, and I don't think anything can make this better. Nothing anyone says or does is going to make this better.

To: Harry

From: Louis

You okay?

I sigh and look up at him to see him looking at me with his phone in his hand, and a concerned look on his face. I walked over to him and hugged him and felt the tears fall down my face and the anger and sadness replaced every ounce of happiness that I had. I pulled away and looked him in the eyes and spoke one word, and then left.

"No."

I walked out of the house and over to my car, turning it on, and driving down to the one place I know he would be. As I drove, all I could feel was anger and hurt. He made my life a living hell until I got rid of him, and now he had the nerve to kill my mother? He thinks he can just kill her and get away with it? I don't think so. It's not going down like that. He is going to pay for what he did, and I swear that if I have to die for it to happen, then so be it. Pulling up to a red light, my hands tightened around the steering wheel, and my anger was starting to cloud my vision, but I had to stay calm to drive.

Beep!

A honk of the horn pulled me out of my clouded anger, and I begin to drive again, feeling the anger return and possibly get worse. My vision began to get blurry and red, and my grip got tighter and tighter. I drove past a couple drug stores and a few liquor places and finally pulled up to his house. He thought he would get away with this he was dead wrong. I reached over into my glove comppartment and pulled out the gun I have been waiting so long to use.

Holding it in my hand with tears streaming down my face and the anger too unbearable to cope with, I walk up to his door and knock on it hard, not stopping until he opened the door. I pointed the gun at his heart and just held it there, letting the anger sink in, and letting him understand the fact that I am tired of him sink in as well. When he finally processed who I was, I smirked through the tears and spoke.

"Surprise motherfucker."

18 years old ll Louis Tomlinson

I have been pacing the floor ever since Harry has left, and he hasn't contacted me since. It's been five hourse and he hasn't even texted me telling me that he is okay. I was about to call him, when a knock at my door interrupted me. My head snapped over to the door and it just stayed there and looked at it. I didn't know what to do. Was I suppoed to move? I felt my body begin to move over to where the door was and I froze when I reached for it.

Not knowing what to do, I grabbed the handle and I turned it, opening to the door and gasping when I saw who was on the other side. It was the police. The police weren't good. When they were at the door that means someone has died. No.

No.

No.

Mum.

They came to tell us that my mum was dead. Someone else that I know is dead. I can just feel it. THat's what they are here for. I felt myself begin to shake in fear, and the tears in my body began to fall down my face with no intention on stopping. My knees buckled under me, and I collapsed on the floor. I know this feeling, I know this feeling. I don't like it. It was i felt when they told me my mumw as dead. I didn't even get to tell her that I loved her.

"Sir are you okay!" they asked in frantic voices.

I shook my head no, telling them to get away from me, because nothing good comes from police. I wrapped my arms around my legs, rocking back and forth slowly while mumbling under my breath asking for my mum. I have gone numb. There is nothing that I can do, or anyone else for that matter to get me to stop whatever thing I have gone into.

"Mum, mum, mum, where are you mum? Where are you? I love you mum, I love you." I repeated over and over again, just afraid that if I stop that I won't be able to see her again.

I looked around and saw that the police was still here, and my body just lost it. I let out and ear piercing scream while covering my ears with my hands. I couldn't handle anything, I just couldn't. Something pinched my arms and I began to feel myself slowly going to sleep. My body just slowly stopped working the way I wanted it to. My vision was going in and out, everything just stopping.

"Harry." was the last think I remember saying before everything went black.

Hello theree. This might be slightly short than the others, I don't know. I'm typing this on my phone and quite frankly it's getting on my nerves. But anyway, I personally don't like this chapter, but it's whatever. Comments and votes are appreciated here! Thanks guys! Love yah!