Barely Holding On [H.S]

Nine

Harry's POV:

"I didn't ask if you did or not! This is what you're getting!" I yell and storm out of the room. I have to get my anger out. I have to show her she can't talk to me like that. I know just what to do. I storm outside and get in my car before speeding out of the driveway. I drive for three hours before I arrive in Wales. It was now 3:46am. I thought my anger would've died down by now, but it has only gotten worse because all I could think about the whole time was how mad I am at Addie. I drove straight to the parking lot of their hotel and stormed through the lobby and into the elevator. I pressed the button for their floor and waited. If they had stairs, I would take them. This is taking way too long.

When the door opens, I practically run down the hall towards their room, but stop myself. I don't have any plan. What if he's good at fighting? Shit. I pace back and forth a bit before deciding to just wing it. I rush in, surprised the door is unlocked, and look around.

He is on the couch, staring at his hands. He looks up, startled when I open the door. I see a flash hope in his eyes, but it diminishes once he sees it's me and not Addie. Maybe that's why he left the door unlocked, because he was hoping Addie would come back. Not this time.

"What are you doing here?" He asks. His voice is raspy and his eyes are red and bloodshot. I wait a second to think of something to say.

"I'm here to take you to Addie." I say with a smooth tone, a smirk on my face. I can tell he doesn't believe me but he just nods and gets off the couch.

"I don't know what you're planning, but I'll take my chances to see her." He mumbles. I just barely hear him. I don't think I was meant to hear that, but I did. We get to the car and I open the back.

"Get in." I say.

"What? No!" He quickly denies it.

"Okay. Whatever you say." I walk over towards the drivers seat. "It's just a pity that I'll have to tell Addie you didn't wan to come."

"What?" He says through his teeth.

"You either get in the boot, or you don't get in the car at all," I say. "Now I don't have all day, what'll it be?"

"Fine, whatever. I'll get in." He gives in with a deep sigh.

"Good choice." I open the door again, he climbs in, and I slam it shut and lock it from the outside. The back has one way windows so I can only see inside, but it's tinted darker than a normal car. I'm in a gang, so I come prepared.

I get in and start the car, pulling out of the parking lot. I begin my drive and about half way through, I think about checking on Ed. I decide against it. If he's hungry or thirsty, he can wait. Same with if he has to use the toilet. If he hurt himself when we went over any bumps, they're just minor injuries and he'll be fine until we get there.

I finally turn down our driveway and press the automatic button to open the garage. I glance at the clock on the radio which reads 6:32am. I sigh as I park my car and close the garage door before getting Ed out of the trunk. I unlock the door and Ed is glaring at me once I open it.

"What?" I innocently ask. "The trunk isn't that small, and it has air conditioning. What else could you want?"

"I just spend like three hours in a boot." He says.

"Oh poor thing." I pretend to pout and stick out my bottom lip.

"Where's Addie?" My cocky mood disappeared and was replaced by annoyance. He cares too much for her for my liking.

"I was gone for six and a half hours, how should I know?" I snap. "She could be dead. Come on." I move to pull him out of the car. I grab his right arm.