I turn to the nightstand and I had seen a toothbrush, my phone and a towel and shower sponge. Also with soap and shampoo
The shower had turned off and I had looked towards the door again waiting for Harry to come out and then he did. He came out with a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair wet hanging over his face
From this angle my history teacher looked hot.
"Oh good you're up." He says combing his hair out his face. He gestures to the stuff.
"You can set you're phone during dinner. You should probably wash that blood off before Liam gets here." He says and I frowned wondering who the hell Liam was.
"Wait wait- Liam? As in another person?" I say and He walks over to a closet to browse over loungewear to wear.
"Yes. He's bringing takeout and he's going to help us." He tells me and I shake my head at the idea rising to my feet.
"As much as I appreciate any man who brings me food, I can't help but wonder why are you involving another person in our escapade. We are supposed to be laying low." I tell him and he shakes his head.
"Yes we are. But Liam is a close friend to me and I trust him. He's never judged me. Plus we need some one to figure out this situation except us to get a different perspective." He tells me and throws on a pull over and shorts.
"What could he possibly say about a situation that he's not in? Was he there getting his ass beat? Did he shoot someone? Did he bury a dead body?" I say crossing my arms over my chest questioning him.
"No. He did not. But he's here to help." Harry says and he sighs.
"Please wash up. He's already on the way so there's no changing it." He tells me before exiting the room.
I sit there not being able to process the events but that was a normal thing for me. I sit and wonder what my mom and friends were doing right now. But I shake the thought and go to take a shower.
When I finished showering I got dressed in some clothes I found in the closet Harry looked in previously and got dressed in Nike sweats and a white band tee.
"The Rolling Stones? Mr. Styles has taste." I murmur to myself slipping it on before I head out the door and follow the arrows put up to guide me back to the living area.
I walk into the low chatter that was being held over Television when I came into view of Harry sitting next to a guy relatively the same build, medium sized floppy hair and a puppy dog face.
The cutest.
"Come sit." Harry says in between bites of the Chic Fil A Liam brought and he patted the couch next to him.
Before i passed Liam I made sure to shake his hand greeting him before sitting next to Harry. Not sure why I needed to sit next to him but whatever.
"So I hear you guys are quite a predicament, huh?" Liam's smile chewing on a waffle fry as I looked down to Harry eating a salad.
"I'd love to chat but I was promised food." I say feeling my tummy grumble from only eating a sub sandwich earlier.
"Let me grab it for you." Harry tells me turning and then climbing over the couch to go to the bar. He opened a oven which was on low heating he then turned off and retrieved food out of.
A chic fil a sandwich meal with a large lemonade. Gosh being on the run sure was treating me well. Large fries and large drink?
"Here you go, sweets." He says passing me the food as I thank him looking to him unusually as to why he called me sweets.
"We just need a different perspective on things Liam. So I was going to have Niall tell you everything he remembered up until the incident and I'll say the same." Harry explains to Liam and he nods.
"Understandable. So let's hear it." Liam says wiping his hands on his pants and sitting up looking at me.
So I guess they want to hear before I eat.
"Uh well." I say and take a quick bite covering my mouth to talk. "I was at this party and I had just helped this guy get home who was too drunk to know his own name and-"
"Wait." Harry stops me by placing his hand on my thigh as I stopped instantly at the touch to look at his confused. Not because he interrupted me but because he was touching me.
"Someone else was with you that night?" He asks me and I gulp.
"Well yes. His name was Kris. We were gonna hook up but I made sure he got home. And then that's when I seen the riot that was headed towards Bates Lane." I say continuing to tell my story to Liam wondering why the hell did it matter.
"So not only did the guys from the yard see you, some other guy knows you left the party?" Harry asks me and I wanted to ignore his question but Liam looked as if he wanted to know too.
"I doubt it. He couldn't even tell me where he was." I say sighing and then biting into my sand which again to continue the story. "I followed the down the street and onto Bates lane and then saw they begin to destroy everything, someone had a baseball bat and some one else was trying to start a fire while everyone else tried knocking shit over or tearing shit down. Then I tried to stop this guy with the bat and he and friends tried to hold me down and beat me up." I say telling the truth.
"I mean until I heard the shot, I was convinced I was gonna die." Niall said and Harry shivers.
"I guess it's my turn." He speaks up as I finally begin to devour my sandwich.
"I had just got back from the skate park and I was going to work on my garden in my green room when I heard rioting. As per usual I knew it was some kids who's heard false things about my family and wanted to bring havoc down on me. I go downstairs as I going to shut my windows I see a huge fight all targeting against some kid-" Harry pauses oddly and then continues. "So I grabbed my gun and walked outside in an attempt to scare some of them or shoot a shot in the air but I seen the kid about the be stabbed and I shot him." He says.
Horror is evident in my eyes that Harry seen someone about to try and murder me and didn't ask any questions or try to intervene, he just shot him.
He really and truly did save my life.
I take a look at him looking down at his fingertips probably feeling terrible for his actions but I could never think he was a bad person for saving me.
"It all sounds like you should've just gone to the police." Liam says and we turn to face him making him look at us odd.
"No way! That dead kid would've give the town a reason to put Harry in jail and get rid of his house. They want to rid of Bates Lane because they're scared of him. No matter what I could've said Harry would've been persecuted. No questions asked." I say standing up for Mr. styles without hesitation.
"Besides what's done is done. We need help about how to get away from the cops for a little while without drawing attention to ourselves." Harry says after me and Liam licks his lips looking me making me frown at his obscene behavior.
"Well sounds like you guys have to stay here and make limited supply trips. Think of it like quarantine. Wear surgical masks to mask your identity, only buy the necessities and don't stay out long. The fewer people to notice you the better." He says
"Plus make sure you stay updated on Riverdale news." Liam tells us and Harry and I look at each other knowing the next few weeks were about to be hell.
*
I'm a little early but I'm excited for this book to kick off.
So many plot twists and things to reveal.
How's this filler chapter?
Love and kisses ;)
Chapter Five
Start from the beginning
