Locker 17

Chapter 31

*Harry's POV*

After paying I walk out of the store and call Louis' house.

"Hello?" Louis' mum picks up.

"Oh Ms. Tomlinson is Louis home yet?"

"Well I was about to call you to ask if he was with you?"

"He's not home?"

"No, I've tried calling him but he won't answer my calls."

"I'll go to the school and check if he's there, thanks by the way." I hang up.

I drive to the school and it hits me. Zayn. Fucking shit I swear if he did anything to Lou I, I'm going to loose it. I hit the gas to get there faster. As I approach the school I see Ryan pulling into the parking lots, there's a cop car outside and a couple teachers gathered around in a circle talking to the police men. My palms start to get sweaty and my heart begins to race, adrenaline going through me. I park the car and slam the door when I get out. I rush over to the group of teachers, passing Ryan.

"Where the fuck is he!" I scream at them. They all looked scared somehow when I raise my voice.

"He's in the office." One of the old men says. I huff and I stride over to the inside of the school. My eyes search for Zayn or Louis but I can't find either of them.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Zayn standing against the wall next to the principle's office.

"What the fuck did I tell you! Where is Louis!" My face so close to him I'm spitting in his face. He doesn't answer and he has no initial reaction to my yelling. He stands there with a frown. I raise my hand in a fist and just as I'm about to slam it into his face I hear Louis.

"Harry don't."

*Louis' POV*

"See you tomorrow Tommo!" Niall says when he walks by me in the halls. I look over at my phone and it reads, 3:01. I have 4 minutes to get to detention before I get a full hour of it. I close my locker leaving my phone behind inside it. Wouldn't want it to ring in the middle of detention and then have to hand in my phone.

Once I walk into the room, it's empty except for the teacher being there.

"Am I the only one serving detention today in here?" I ask my Physics teacher Mr. Nolan.

"No, there should be someone walking inside in just a minute." He flips through his book and places his feet on his desk. I go ahead and take a seat in the back of the class. I stare out the window looking at everyone being picked up by their parents. Shit, I should've text Harry before I came here. I ignore it hoping that Harry has other plans and doesn't bother to come. I start to space out while looking outside until I hear some footsteps come into the room.

"Ah there you are! Take a seat next to loud mouth over there." He points to the stool next to me. I gulp and watch Zayn walk over.

"I'll be back before detention is over and will dismiss you. You two better not go running off or you'll have detention for a week straight." Mr. Nolan exists the classroom closing the door when he leaves.

It's awkwardly quiet for the first ten minutes of detention. There isn't really anything to do other than to make conversation with Zayn here. I do as so to make time go by faster.

"Um Hi." I start, he looks over at me with a serious look on his face. He huffs and takes out his phone.

"You're Harry's step-brother aren't you?" I blurt out trying to make a conversation.

"Did he fucking tell you that?" He turns and raises his voice.

"No, I heard it around." I answer shyly.