Your eyes, cupcake, they never lie

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*Louis sits down staring at the window and they hear a gunshot. They get up but Zayn stops him*

Zayn: you can't get involved in this. Step away

*Zayn runs out of the house and sees Harry handcuffing a man bleeding on the ground.*

Zayn: what happened? 

Harry: who sent you?

Man: the death

Harry: yeah? Well, say hello to your mate in prison. 

*The police arrive and an officer runs to Harry*

Man: Mr Styles? 

Harry: this is one of them, he threatened me with a gun, you have it there, he was trying to do something. Take his statement, try to find something from him and eventually clean his wound. 

Man: of course. We'll take care of him

Harry: thank you.

*They leave and Harry looks at Zayn*

Harry: lucky with Ema huh?

Zayn: 100% 

*Harry runs in the house and sees Louis looking at Ema but his mind isn't there is somewhere else he finally looks at Harry and goes to him immediately letting Ema on the couch*

Louis: You're fine? Right? 

Harry: like new

*Louis hugs him tight hiding his face in his neck*

Louis: I told you Harry. 

Harry: It's alright, nothing happened. 

*Louis looks at him and takes his hands, feeling him shakily like crazy. Louis looks in his eyes concerned*

Louis: call your team here.

Harry: what? Why?

Louis: I will tell you everything I know and every possible way to get to them. I need you to get them. All of them. I can help, Harry. 

Harry: I know you can. I know 

Louis: okay. Call them then

*Louis goes back to Ema and Zayn enters*

Harry: I need you to promise me something if I call them

Louis: what?

Harry: you won't tell them to take you to prison

Louis: I wasn't going to…

Harry: promise me then

Louis: I… you'll be safe.

Harry: not calling them then.

Louis: are you provoking me?

Harry: I am protecting you

Louis: all I have to do is get out of this house and walk 50 meters. 

Harry: Louis. No.

Louis: Zayn, take her a little.

*Zayn picks Ema up and Louis takes Harry's arm pulling him in their bedroom. Zayn looks at Ema*

Zayn: I bet Harry wins.

Ema: Dada.

Zayn: fine. We'll see.

*Louis closes the door and looks at Harry*

Louis: You're not okay. What is happening? 

Harry: I'm fine. I'm okay.

Louis: your hands are shaking. What the hell are you talking about? 

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