On the Run

Nine

Harry walked out back and saw Louis sitting on a patio chair. He wiped one last tear from his eye and took a deep breath. He walked over to Louis and sat in the chair next to him.

"Lou," Harry said putting his hand on Louis' knee.

Louis continued looking out at the ocean, completely ignoring Harry.

"Lou, please," said Harry. "Let me explain."

"No Harry," Louis said looking at Harry with tear stained eyes. "You were simply expressing how you felt, and I can't be mad at you for that."

"But you are," Harry said.

"No I'm not Harry," Louis explained, "I'm hurt. I was beginning to think you and I had something."

Louis could feel more tears coming. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Harry sighed and leaned in closer to Louis.

"You and I do have something Louis," Harry said.

Louis looked at Harry. "What do we have? Let me guess, a 'special friendship'?"

Harry grabbed one of Louis' hands. "No Lou," he explained. "I really do care about you, but I did lose the love of my life tragically a few months ago. You have to understand that."

Louis sighed. "I guess you're right," he said. He leaned closer to Harry. "I'm sorry I overreacted."

Harry chuckled. "I don't blame you," he said. "I would have done the same thing."

Louis chuckled and leaned in to kiss Harry. Before their lips could meet, they heard a high pitched voice coming from the back door.

"Hey guys!" Taylor yelled.

The boys quickly separated and smiled at the blonde as she made her way down the porch steps.

Fuck, they both thought.

*

Zayn had made it down from the mountain and had checked himself into a hotel room separate from Vincent's.

He sat on his bed looking at his gun. Soon, he thought with a smile. He aimed his gun at his hotel window.

"Bang!" he screamed.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Zayn put his gun in his bag.

"Come in," he said.

Vincent opened the door and walked in.

"Boss," Vincent said, "how soon do you want to start looking for Styles?"

Zayn walked to his window and looked outside at the people. "Soon," he answered.

*

"How did you get in the house?" Harry asked rather annoyed.

Taylor sat at one of the chairs and giggled. "It was unlocked," she explained, "I tried to knock, but no one answered."

Louis looked at Harry. He could see Harry was very pissed and annoyed with Taylor. He turned to Taylor.

"Taylor," Louis said, "we appreciate your visit, really, but maybe next time you should call first."

"I would," said Taylor said, "but neither of you have a phone, plus Ben said I was welcome here anytime."

Harry put his hand to his forehead, pissed at the fact that he had even told Taylor where they lived.

"Why are you here?" Harry asked rather harshly.

Taylor stood up and walked to Louis. She stood behind him and began to rub his shoulders.