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Flashback

15 years old

Harry

I came home that day happier than usual.

"Riley guess what?" I ask dropping my bag on the couch. I patiently wait for her to reply as I make myself a sandwhich.

"What?" She asks sounding excited. I loved that I could feel her excitement without even actually being near her.

"I aced my chemistry exam!" I yell smiling so big my cheeks hurt.

"Harry that's great!" She yells. I see that she's actually still in school so I decide to let her go.

"Oh shit. I forgot about the time zones."

"Oh no its fine." She says softly. I smile and shake my head.

"No no, school is important. I'll talk to you after okay?" I say serving myself a cup of soda.

"Alright." She laughs and I see her get out of the bathroom and walk into class.

Riley

Harry was in such a good mood earlier but now I can feel him sort of anxious. I frown as I quickly make my way off the bus and into my home. I see that my mother isn't home yet so I take this as a chance to talk to Harry.

"Harry? You okay?" I ask taking a seat on the couch and flipping through the channels on the tv. I wait for his reply which is taking longer than usual. What's going on? We always talk after I get out of school.

"Harr-"

"Riley." He whispers. Was he crying?

"Harry oh thank god, I was starting to get worried." I sigh in relief, but something didn't feel right.

"Riley oh my god. They're here. They're here for us." He says in a hushed tone. I frown and shut the tv off.

"What? Harry who's there? What's going on?" I ask getting worried again.

"The men my father works with." He gulps and shows me what he's looking at. He's hiding in a closer from what I can tell. There are at least five men there and they all have weapons. My eyes widen as I realize what's happening. Harry always told me that his father worked for someone dangerous. I guess I never really paid much attention to it. Until now of course.

"Harry I-" I stop mid sentence. What do I say to him? I'm scared out of my mind for him.

"Harry are you safe? Where you're at?" I ask.

"Yeah I think so." He stammers.

"What are they there for?" I whisper even though Harry is the only one that'll hear.

"I don't know. My mum and dad aren't home yet and Gemma is staying at a friend's house." He replies softly. I can feel him shaking and I know that he's terrified. Hell, i'm terrified.

Harry

I don't know exactly why these men are here, but I have a pretty good guess as to what it is. I slowly crawl further into the closet and bring my knees to my chest. I've never been so afraid in my life.

"The house is empty sir." One of the men says. I close my eyes and listen to Riley's soothing voice.

"Its okay Harry. Breathe. Everything is going to be okay." She says softly. It helps but there's only so much she can do.

"I'm scared Ri." I say wiping my eyes. I feel pathetic crying like this but I also don't really care at the moment. I suddenly feel my hands lace together and I know that one of those is hers.

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