P.s i still love you

Ch. 26

Louis POV-

Im getting impatient. Oops.

Its only saturday. I just want a package already.

I know whoever this person is told me not to get impatient, but is that really going to happen?

To pass time I've cleaned, slept, and watched tv.

I walk past the empty room and see the boxes with Harry's old stuff in it, so i decide to go through it and possibly make him his own memory room.

After a few hours and maybe a couple tears i finish. Only one of his walls isn't fully covered in pictures and that one has a couple of his t-shirts pinned to it.

I hear a noise and look up half-expecting Harry to be sitting next to me, instead a dark figure outside the window quickly walks to the side of the window and i hear a bush rustle. He tripped, now is my chance.

I run to the front door, quickly opening it and rushing towards the bedroom window.

The man in the black hoodie is still there, but he's standing.

"Dont come any closer, please dont." The man says in an obviously pushed American accent.

"I know you dont have that accent, can you please tell me who you are?" I ask.

"No, i cant. Its not time, yet."

Before thinking, i walk forwards and grab his hood, but he's quick to pull it back on, i caught a glimpse of his brown hair before he ran... Towards my front door. He opens the door then closes it and quickly locks it.

I ran around back but he had locked those doors too.

How will i get in?

I cant call the police, he could get arrested. It sounds stupid, but i cant do that to him.

He has done no harm and i know he has no intention of doing any in the future.

Instead, i call niall.

"Nialler?" I ask.

"Yeah?"

"Can you and the boys come over?"

"Is something wrong?" He asks worriedly.

"No, no. Well kinda. Just hurry please!"

He sighs and hangs up. He's coming.

They have a spare key to my house and i decided that they could get me in.

I had been waiting about 30 minutes before they got here.

"What took you so long?"

"Sorry, i was hungry." Niall says.

"Of course you were." I mumble.

"Wait, why are you outside?" Liam asks confused.

"Oh, um, i got locked out..."

"How?"

"I saw someone outside my house and went to see who it was and well, he ran inside and locked all the doors. I dont think he has left the house yet."

"And you haven't called the police, why?" Zayn says, stepping out of the car.

"He isn't doing anything harmful and i know he doesn't intend to steal anything."

"Oh, well here." Liam says handing me the key.

They all stepped back as i went up to the the door.

"Oh, get the fuck up here. He isn't going to do anything."

They reluctantly step towards me and i unlock the door.

I walk inside and i hear the back door close. He left. Why didnt he do that in the first place?

"Bro... What the hell?" Zayn asks from Harry's memory room.

"Oh, its just... its just a memory room."

"He isn't going to come back." Zayn says.

"Why the fuck else would it be called the memory room?"

"You should really stop thinking about him so much."

"You make it sound like he just went to live in a different country. He's dead. I know he wont come back, but am i not allowed to remember him?"

"We all remember him. I just think this is too much."

"Whatever," i say, "do you have any food left?"

"Yeah, here." Niall says throwing me a hamburger from his Nando bag.

A/N

i haven't updated in so long im sorry😂

By the way, the more votes the chapters get, the sooner i update. But yeah, sorry. (: xx