*Louis' POV*
It's been more than twenty minutes and Harry hasn't come down yet, what's taking so long? My teeth start to chatter due to the cold winter night. Thankfully is hasn't snowed, yet or else I would probably have hypothermia by now. I cup my hands together in front of my mouth and breathe on them trying to get myself warm some how. Alll I have on is the same black shirt and black jeans from earlier, Harry didn't give me a chance to go and change at home.
An hour has passed by and Harry hasn't come down yet, I give up. He probably fell asleep or is busy talking to his mum, what would I know. I walk around the house and only to see Harry's car gone. He left me? I've been freezing out here for an hour and he simply just left me here? Just when I think he's somehow sweetening up, he proves me wrong. I start to make my way home, even if I don't know where I'm going. I slip my hand into the back pocket of my jeans where I know I left my phone, it's not there. Shit. I was planning to just use the GPS on it...change of plans. It's pretty dark outside and not to mention how cold it is. I am literally frozen from head to toe. Getting extremely sick wouldn't come as a surprise anytime this week.
It feels like I've been walking around for hours but I know that's not true. I keep looking for familiar streets that somehow might lead me to mine but I have no idea where I'm at. I can't feel my feet nor my hands or my nose at all. My breathing is starting to complicate and I don't have my inhaler on me. I sit down on a bus stop bench to catch my breath. After I've been sitting there for a few minutes I see a couple dark figures walking over towards where I'm sat at under the dim street lights. I don't want to take the risk of getting beat up around here so I get up on my feet and start walking. As I continue to walk I can see their shadows closely following behind me, my breathing is getting heavier and heavier and I'm not sure how much more I can take.
*Harry's POV*
I rush to the outside of the house but my car isn't in the driveway. I run back inside the house and my mum is standing up in front of the door.
"I put it inside the garage so you wouldn't have to worry about heating it up in the morning." I roll my eyes and walk past her to go to the garage and open the garage door from there. I get inside the car and turn it on. I don't wait for the engine to heat up, instead I back up off the parking lot and the driveway. My heart is beating a thousand beats per minute. I can feel my stomach dropping more each time I drive through an empty street without seeing Louis. He probably is thinking the worst of me right now, fuck. Every time I try to make up for something, something else always has to fuck it up.
I spend a while going from one street to another with no sight of Louis. His phone keeps going off and it's only pissing me off more. Why do I always have to seem like the bad guy here? I've covered most of the streets around here and I still can't find him. I myself want to give up but I'd couldn't live with myself if something were to happen to him.
I come to a stop light and from a far I see a couple shadows reflection on the houses along side the street lights. I don't make much of it since there's about 3 shadows instead of one. I drive passed it and continue on the other one that's on the other side of it. I go around the street and still no sign, but my gut is telling me to go back and check on the last street I didn't go to. I step on the gas and hurry to check.
*Louis' POV*
I'm getting more and more tired the more I keep walking. At this point I'm not even trying to get home. I've been trying to avoid the shadows that have been following me for the past 10 blocks. I know that they're all guys by there deep whispers. I feel so agitated I just want to give up. I stop and I can hear their footsteps stop as well.
"Tomlinson we meet again." I hear from behind me. I recognize the deep voice but I can't put my finger on who it is. I can hear a pair of footsteps getting closer and closet but they stop once I see a light at the end of the street. The wheels skid over the icy gravel road, making a noise. It's Harry. Once I see his face it feels like a can finally breathe and at the same time I feel like I just want to slap the shit out of him.
"Get in!" He yells from inside the car, rolling down the passenger window that's on my side. I fight the urge to refuse his offer but now it no time to be stubborn. I climb into the car and he drives off before I can even see who was behind me. The last words we hear are
"This isn't it Styles!"
I turn to Harry and his eyes are red and swollen. Was he crying?
"Did they hurt you?" He asks frantically.
"No. Are you ok?" I ask. I should be the one asking questions here.
"Don't worry about me," he reaches his hand to grab mine but his hand jerks at the touch, "you're freezing cold!" He pulls over on the side of the road and slips off his black coat and hands it to me. "Put it on." He demands and I do as he says.
"I'm sorry Louis I didn't remember, my mum called me...." I'm listening to him at first but the red and blue lights that illuminate the upcoming street distract me from whatever he's saying.
"... and that's why I forgot. I spend about a hour looking for you and-, Louis are you listening?" I don't turn to face him.
"Look." I point to lights, it's not clear what they are. We get closer when we turn the corner to my house.
"What are the cops doing outside my house?" I ask Harry. I turn to him and he looks away. I repeat what I asked, he doesn't answer.
{Sorry for the late update, my mom was making me clean the house before I could update. I'm sure there are alot of typos since I'm skimming through it really fast so I can put the chapter up, so excuse my errors. Thank you for all the reads and everyone who reads it means soo much! I don't know if you guys would want a trailer for this fanfic so comment if you would :) Thank you for reading and don't forget to vote and comment <3}