8.

                                    

                                          
"harry?" he heard the most angelic voice.
                          
"louis..." was the only thing he could say now.
                          
"are-are your knuckles okay?" louis stuttered.
                          
"what? i send someone to the hospital and you want to know if my knuckles are okay?" harry chucked in disbelief.
                          
"i know you harry, you're not a bad person" louis said with a calm tone.
                          
"just, just don't do that again" louis mumbled walking towards harry. 
                          
"i promise i'll try darling" harry whispered as he place his arms around louis's waist meeting his fingers together at louis's back.
                          
"i believe you" louis mumbled before leaning in giving harry a slow kiss.
                          
then they heard a loud bang on the door, which made them part immediately, louis looked at harry with panicked eyes.
                          
harry quickly pointed to one of the empty stalls, louis quickly rushed in but he was quiet, locking the door behind him as he sat on the toilet cover.
                          
"styles! explain what you did" one of the discipline masters said walking in with a strict tone.
                          
"i knocked someone out cold" harry said simply then shrugged.
                          
"why?" tone getting irritated.
                          
"eh, felt like it" 
                          
"you don't do that to people" 
                          
"okay" 
                          
which made louis snort and roll his eyes as the end of his lips tilt upwards.
                          
"come with me" megan, the discipline master said.
                          
"do i have to deal with the polices?" harry sighed irritated he didn't want to deal with them.
                          
"if ed presses charges" 
                          
"so i have to" he said while rolling his eyes.
                          
and he did, the police came and put him in a cell, but he knew he was getting out of there.
                          
he was granted one call as usual but he called louis instead.
                          
"hi baby" harry felt himself smile as he spoke.
                          
"you're an idiot" he heard on the other end.
                          
"i know" 
                          
"when are you getting out?"
                          
"um...i dunno" 
                          
"how much is it?" 
                          
"$2000"
                          
"wha-what?" 
                          
"yeah, don't worry though...ask liam and zayn for it" 
                          
"they...they don't have that kind of money harry" 
                          
"they do—i do...talk to them" 
                          
"yeah, alright i'll"
                          
"thanks baby" 
                          
"times up!" he heard an annoying voice coming from an officer.
                          
"gotta go, tell them soon alright? i wanna see you baby" 
                          
"okay, see you soon"
                          
officer naption placed harry in a holding cell as he waited for his friends to appear hoping they brought louis along.
                          
he waited for a while before falling asleep, and waking up to the sounds of a commotion, "here's the money" 
                          
he opened his eyes a little to see zayn and liam handing the officers the money, searching a little he found louis looking at him.
                          
that made him open his eyes fully and he found himself smiling.
                          
"styles, you're out" he heard a voice before the buzzer on the door telling him it's unlocked.
                          
harry got up and made a beeline towards louis, pulling him close and kissed him.
                          
"please don't do that again you idiot" louis mumbled breathlessly as he parted from harry.
                          
"yeah...alright" harry smiled as he lay his head at the crook of louis's neck, he loved the sweet smell of louis...his scent is always strawberries.
                          
"get outta here styles! i'll see you again yeah?" mason the police officer taunted.
                          
"fuck off mason" harry flipped him off, holding louis's hand looking towards liam and zayn and he tilted his head towards the door gesturing that it's time to go.
                          
"i'll pay you back" harry spoke quietly to zayn, who gave him a nod back.
                          
now they were in liam's car, both harry and louis sat at the back, louis was resting his head on harry's shoulder.
                          
soft music entered all their eardrums, muffled a little when they moved.