A Change At Heart

Layla POV


It all happened so fast.
All I remember is crying. Crying hard as I watched the police officers handcuff Harry and put him in the back of a police car.
And now here I am, sitting in the police station waiting for the officer to come and speak to me about Harry's whereabouts.

"Excuse me." I say to the man at the front desk .. He just sits there staring at his cup of coffee.

"Hello?" I say a little bit louder.. Still nothing, by this time I'm fuming ..

"Hey!" I shout and he jumps up looking at me.. He's a fairly young man looks about 22 blue eyes and has a lopsided smile. Some women would think he's attractive but he's nothing compared to my Harry.

"I'm sorry miss you were saying?" He said with a southern accent .

"Where is Harry Styles?" I asked and he started typing in his computer .

"He's being questioned by officer Davis at this moment ma'am." He replies

"When will I be able to see him?" I whisper and he sighs

"I don't know to be honest with ya." He mumbles, sympathy clear in his eyes.. For some reason I start to sob I feel my throat burning and my chest clenching.

Soon enough the Office from the front desk accompanies me and hands me tissues while rubbing my back.

"You'll be ok little darlin." He smiles at me before returning back to his desk... And for some reason I hope he's right ..

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