Lalaine's POV

After talking to Harry if he's through or not, we both glanced the boys from the white room. Unfortunately we haven't seen them there. We've only seen slighty opened boxes with loads of illegal drugs materials on it.



"Laine, I don't want you to see these mess." Harry said, waying himself in front of me so I can't see the boxes. Really Harry got the height. "There's your bad boy and the Irish. C'mon let's go there."

"Ugh you creepy mop! Don't-"


"Nah. C'mon. I'll carry you or you'll walk ha?" He mentioned, fucking green orbs winking. He pushed me to the exit of the white room. I stared at his eyes for a while. They are so perfect. I can see the perseverance and no fear now.




As we walked through the exit, we were both blasted from reddish faces. The room is so intensive. Quietness beyond the closed room was there.


"Hey Zayn. Is everything alright?" I asked Zayn as he was the one who welcomed us with his hazel eyes.


"Niall are you alright??" Harry said who was sitting on top of the desk beside the blonde. Niall simply nodded to Harry, while Zayn who was beside me was so quiet. Just blinking with heavy breaths.




Suddenly, Niall stood up the desk. Tension over the room was there. I'm frightened and confused.

"Harry can I have your evidences? It would really help for the case of Tracy." He pleaded in a deep Irish tone. Harry simply handed it to Niall and then gave a one last glance to Zayn.



Afterwards, Harry moved to us.. He pinned Zayn from the wall. I quickly stood up beside them, really confused. The roughness of Harry's movements were intensifying.

"Tell me Zayn, what happened?" Harry toned, face down the shoulders of Zayn. I was completely dumb, froze and scared what will happened next.


Zayn gulped and then he spoke. "Um Harry, you know. Ugh T-tracy. Her luck didn't last that too much.. S-she was depressed.. Yeah. Um.."


"What Zayn?! Tell me!!!" He said, Harry's voice were like flames. They were too deep and seemingly straight to ears

"Um, Harry, you need to calm down okay. Give Zayn time to explain. Please calm down. C'mon." I pleaded, stroking his back and pressing Zayn's curves; he was completely shaking from Harry's.



"T-tracy, she m-met a car accident yesterd-"

"W-what?????!!!!" Harry shouted. I'm scared at him. Anger and sorrow mixed from his voice. I can help myself but bury palms on my face.



Harry started to punch the wall. Completely hurting herself. He gripped his hair, yanking it forcefully. I run to him. I stopped him from hurting himself. I was so worried about Harry. The feeling he has now. I gently hugged him after turning to calm down.

"Harry, I think we need to calm down. Um let Zayn finished his explains somehow, right?" I said softly as I still stroke his back.


He nodded and then I called Zayn to explain what really happened. It's too hard to admit, especially for Harry who was her previous boyfriend. After telling us what really happened, we went to Niall who presented the evidences to the cops. Everyone went sorry for what happened. She really doesn't deserve it.



"Um, do you know where's Tracy's body now?" Harry said to Mr. Gyles who was asking us about the evidences.

He nodded and mentioned that Tracy's body was quickly travelled to Las Vegas for it was where she grew up and her immediate family leaves.



After spending time with the cops, asking us what happened that day, we decided to go home. It was so quiet in the car. No one's speaking. I cuddled Zayn who was beside me. He's hurt. Everyone's hurt.

Notes

Sorry about Tracy. :(