Remember Me?

Hi, my names Claire. Let me tell you about myself;
I hate rabbits. Rabbits suck. Rabbits are scary and have NO PURPOSE.
Im a cat person. I love cats.
And also im best friends with Harry Styles, we have been neighbors since I we were 5 and he just came back from that tour for that album that I forget the name of...
My brother just moved to America. I dont really miss him...
Im 18 years old, I have waist-long brown hair, big brown eyes, a nice tan, and a crooked smile.
I cant wait to for whats to come now that Harry and the other 6...Is it 6? Oh- Oh 4, yeah, yeah. Now that Harry and the other 4 boys I never met are back, I know its going to be a interesting time.


11. Unfriendly Night.


My mum and dad called the police, basically they sent out people in America to search for Jack at his house, town, work, but they found nothing. I couldn't fall asleep as I kept remembering the urgency in his voice, it sounded like he was running. And what did he mean by 'He did something bad?'. I already miss him even though I was really happy when he first left 2 months ago. "Mum?" I say, going downstairs, both dad and my mum were talking on the phone. Speaking of calling on the phone, I should probably tell Harry about this.  

Me: Call me ASAP.                                                                                                                         

Harry: k

 I pace back and fourth in my room until I hear the 'WMYB' ringtone, by the first 3 notes, I have already answered.                                                                                                                                                 Me:Harry?                                                                                                                                             

Harry: What's wrong?                                                                                                                  

Me: Jack, he went missing. I think he ran away...                                                                                 

Harry: He what?!                                                                                                                                

Me: I said he-                                                                                                                                          

Harry: I heard you. When did he run away? Is your mum okay? Are people looking for him?                

Me: I don't know. He called me and it sounded like he was running. I'm worried.                                 

Harry: Me and the boys will be there in 10 minutes. Stay put.  

 I just sat there on my bed taking everything in. What if he killed himself? I shouldn't think that...I have my hair pulled back all nice for school today so I let it fall out of the ponytail and fall onto my shoulders, fuck it if it's tangled. I hear the boys come in and talk to my mum down stairs, I also hear the familiar voices Harry, Harry's mum, Harry's step dad, and Dani. I go down and everybody is there, talking, Eleanor walks in too. Liam walks over to me with a look of sorrow on his face, Harry spots me and rushed over, blocking off Liam, pulling me into a hug. "I heard the whole story from your mum, the police are being pains right now and her, your dad, my mum, my stepdad, and Gemma are all going down to the station. " he says, pulling away from me, I get a hug from everybody and yet I still feel like crap. We all sit down in my den and look at each other, silent. Harry's phone suddenly rings, "It's my mum." Harry says he answers it and turns away. "Hi. They are what? What? Oh my- Mum- Mum calm down. It's alright, I'm going to- Okay. Gemma too? What the hell? Okay-" He hangs up and looks at me, "Me and Claire have to go, they have to tell her something...You guys stay here." He says, I unsteadily stand up and we walk out to his car.  Once at the police station, police lead me and him to where my mum, my dad, Harry's sister, Harry's mum and Robin sit with a couple officers.   

 "We have to ask you guys some questions- We will start with you, the sister." Says a fat-ass police officer.   I get lead to a different room, there is 1 officer that looks friendlier. And kind of cute. "Your his sister?" He asks. "Yeah- I mean yes, I mean- Okay. Yes." I stumble. "Your brother called you at 4:48 right?" "Yes. Here is the call." I say, I hand him my phone and he listens to the message. "Your brother was getting married?" He asks, he starts writing stuff down. "Yes...But nobody knew her...." "And your brother had a anger problem, right?" "Yes. Like my dad. He just doesn't know where to direct it." I say, sticking up for Jack. "Right, right. Did Jack have a reason for getting angry last night?" "I guess, me and him argued a bit about Adele the other night with my mum and dad..." "Thank you, that's all I need to know." I get lead back out to the front office where I wait for everybody to finish getting questioned, I was tired and ready to go to sleep now.        


 I wake up very early and feel very well rested considering I stayed up really late last night. I just hope nobody knows what happened at school, it's going to be a hard day considering I will probably be thinking about Jack the whole time. I go down stairs to find 2 police officers talking to my mum and dad. Mum is crying. "Ello..." I say, the officers shake my hand and ask me to sit down. "What's going on?" I ask, mum is just crying while dad looks very angry. "We found your brothers fiancé dead this morning, her body had been laying there for over 5 hours. We think your brother may have murdered her..." Says a officer, I stand still, tears forming in my eyes. "Jack? Jack wouldint have killed anybody!" I protest. He couldn't have. Could he?

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