After 4

Chapter 15

Harry's POV

Has anyone ever been arrested again before being let on on bail for their previous arrest? That's never happened before right? Because I think I might be arrested for murder tonight.

My eyes lock dead with Richard's and I place a hand over Tessa's chest that stops her right in her tracks.

"What the fuck is this guy doing here." I growl through my teeth.

"Did you use a fucking telephone to call him Tessa!" 

"No! What the heck is wrong with you? I was with you the entire time throughout the night!" She spits back.

"That's not true! You could have left in the night when I was sleeping to go and make a phonecall!" I yell in her face.

Tessa squares her shoulders and the fact that we are having this fight a couple of feet from the cops is not a good look for either of us.

"Okay, first of all, I don't have my phone because the cops took it away from us and second of all, I didn't go anywhere. I was stuck in the cell with you the entire time."

"Yeah but there's way to sneak your phone into a cell. I know I've fucking done it before Tessa!" I bark.

"How is that even possible Harry! I didn't call him!"

"Don't play dumb with me Theresa, I know you had something to do with this, you probably set this up to piss me off because Molly kissed me." 

While I'm arguing with Tessa, I look over and some of the cops are talking to Richard and they all start laughing together. What the actual fuck is going on?

"I didn't set this up and I got over the Molly thing but you keep bringing it up and now I'm going to cry!" She yells back in my face.

"Well then start crying Tessa! That's all you seem to know how to do is cry! You can't even explain how your  ex-fuck head dick face boyfriend is here without bursting out into tears!"

She takes one step closer to me and breaths in my face with hot breath.

"He was never my boyfriend to begin with and I'm starting to think I don't need one anymore!" 

Ouch. Oh god that last one stung.

I take a step back and it feels like a dagger hit me in the chest.

"I... you don't..... want..... me..." The words sound like falling rocks coming out of my mouth. 

I look at Tessa and her eyes turn from dry to glossy. I re-gain my composure and prepare myself for the verbal battle that I am having with Tessa right now. Our battle probably would have turned more physical, but the cops are standing a couple of feet away from us. 

"Overtime I forgive you for something awful you do, something happens to make me question why I ever got back together with you!" She yells.

"You know what Theresa? Break up with me then! It seems that you can't last at least one week before getting mad at me for something that I didn't even do!"

"I can't do this anymore Harry! Our relationship is not a punching bag that you can use whenever you are dissatisfied with your life, I am not going to be your victim anymore!"

"Victim? Ha, Tessa you are so original, stop playing the blame game here, it's cute that you think I am the one who always causes the destruction of our relationship when in fact it's you who goes out to talk to their heads to piss me off because that's all you can think of in that twisted little head of yours!" I spit back.

"I'm over this. I'm over the fighting. I am over our relationship. All I want to do is get out of this god awful place."

"As do I." I grit my teeth and look the other direction, waiting for the cops to return and say what the hell is going on.