"Let go of me! Harry!" I cried, struggling to get out of their grasp.
Harry was running towards us, trying to get to me as fast as he could.
"Sir. We're gonna have to ask you to leave." one of the officers spoke to Harry, making him go to a complete stop.
"No! You can't make him leave! You just can't!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Im afraid we can, M'am. You see. You're a very dangerous person and we can't just let you go so you can hurt another." a strong officer slowly said, while I was still struggling to get out of their grasp.
"Sir, Im not gonna say this again! You're gonna have to leave." one officer said more sternly to Harry.
"Shut the fuck up! Don't tell him what to do!" I yelled as I came free from their hands. Every officer pulled a gun and pointed it at me. "Come here, Harry." I spoke to Harry. "Don't move!" Officer Lark yelled, a vein from his neck popping out, but Harry kept going. "I said, don't move!" he yelled again.
Harry was close to an officer, so he pointed his gun towards Harry. I quickly reacted and stepped in front of Harry, blocking the officer from shooting him, "You shoot him..and your life is gonna be your worst nightmare."
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.