9. Chapter 9
I gloated back to our....well, mine now...table and stared at the pecks of wood sticking out. Splinters were the worst.
"TOMLINSON ONE CALL ONE MINUTE!" The chief ordered.
I might as well call my mum.
"Oh hi louis darling! How are you? Are you okay? Who's in your cell? If he tries to hurt you I swear I'll-"
"Mum!" I whisper-shouted.
"I'm fine I'm fine....there's something I want to clear though...." I said twirling the long phone wire.
"What is it honey?"
The cop next tapped on his wrist, implying I don't have much time left.
"Well my cell mate....his name is Harry...um...." I sighed. She should know about my sexuality.
"I think I'm gay" I said.
"No...no wait I KNOW I'm gay"
My mum didn't answer.
"Mum? You there?"
"Louis i didn't raise you to be a cock-sucking criminal" she said then hung up.
I gulped. Wow...my mum NEVER talked like that unless she was mad.
"GO ON MOVE IT MOVE IT!" The cop pushed me along.
I find myself sitting cross crossed on the grass. The courtyard was outside and was surrounded by barbed wire, electric fence, and what not. I picked at the grass infront of me. Wow....I guess i never really realized how lonely I was without Harry...