The next day I got Joshua and I ready to head to the bank so I can get the cash for Harry. It felt like I was standing in line for forever but it was only minutes. Once I got the money I decided to try and contact Harry but he wouldn't answer his phone.
It sort of got me worried as what he said last night had me on the edge waiting for something and anything to happen at any moment.
He wouldn't tell me where he lived and that's sort of understandable as someone has threatened to kill him and doesn't Joshua and I involved.
Deciding to get something to eat while I waited to get in contact with him Josh and I went to McDonalds.
We were sitting there eating when my phone buzzed on the table and seen it was a unknown caller, sighing I picked it up and answered it.
" Clarissa speaking " I tried acting normal when really I was worried " Hello Miss this is Sergeant Haran " he told me, it felt like my heart stopped why was a police officer calling.
" How can I help you ?" I asked worried, " I am just ringing as I couldn't find you at your house but you are needed to be seen in the Police station urgently this is better spoken to face to face then over the phone ".
It felt like my world stopped, had Harry been killed and I was too late or was it just something to do with Harry's case and they had reopened it even though I contacted them telling them I had found him.
Ringing Gemma I asked if she was able to watch Joshua for me as I didn't want to take him with me, I told her I had a few appointments this afternoon and didn't want Joshua awake and he needed a sleep and she brought it.
After I dropped him off and said my farewell I drove to the Police station, my hands and body was trembling. Every flash back of Harry and I flowing through my head. It was hard to drive as all I kept thinking about was what has happened, why was he answering my calls and was it actually the worst.
I parked in the parking lot and leaned my head against the steering wheel preparing myself for the worst. I sighed and rubbed my eyes " You'll be fine Clarissa, you won't lose another ". Not realizing that tears had started to escape. Why was I thinking the worst when this could be something normal.
Getting out of the car and locking it I made the long walk to the front desk " Hello I'm Miss Jones " I told the front officer and he nodded " I'll get the Sergeant " he told me before leaving.
I stood there for five minutes when the Sergeant finally arrived " Afternoon Miss " he smiled dimly at me, I just nodded " Follow me " he mumbled before walking off with me not far behind him.
We walked into a small room and he closed the door behind us gently. He sat across from me and sighed " We got a phone call this morning about an attack at a local residence " he said, before I could say anything he continued " When we arrived it was messy but we found someone " I nodded and looked at him confused " we found Harry, he was alive barely alive actually we took him to hospital ".
I looked at the table tears cascading down my cheeks " He was shot, along with a another male " I nodded and wiped my eyes " I'm so sorry for you to hear all of that ".
I sighed heavily, my heart ached for him " Harry is strong Miss and he will fight. I know Harry from all the drug problems around that area and if there is anything you know why he would of been shot then please I need to know.
I nodded " he came to me last night and told me that the dealer he got drugs off years ago was threading to kill him, I asked how much he owed and offered to lend him the money as he is my child's father " I took a deep breath and continued " That's what I was doing today when I got your phone call " I choked out a sob.
I can't believe it actually happened, Harry had been shot and I was willing to help.
I needed to go to the hospital and see him.
" Do you know how bad he is ? " I asked scared and he nodded " He's been in surgery for well over 6 hours, they shot him in the head " I looked at him shocked " That's why I said he is lucky to me alive ".
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Red Rose (Harry Styles Fanfiction a.u)
RomanceA single Red Rose lays upon the bed, where we shared our last first kiss. The Rose is the everlasting object of our love. The only hope that you will return to me, my love. Who knew a Red Rose could hold so much importance to one person, who knew th...