Tyler was ordered into his chair, Chief Horan in front of him, with a grave look on his face.
"Do you know why you're here?" He questions Tyler.
"No! You fucking abducted me from my dorm room!" He spits.
"Ha.. no.. let's try this again.. do you know why you're here Tyler?" The chief repeats.
This time Tyler stays quiet.
"You recognize this I’m sure," The chief lays Hope's diary on the table for Tyler to see.
"How did you get that?" Tyler questions seeming confused.
"Wrong question, you should be asking what she wrote about you."
Tyler clenched his jaw to the sound of that.
"So, I need your help Tyler, you see... There are a few things I don't really understand.. You dated Hope haven't you?"
Tyler nods slowly.
"So how come she wrote such bad things about you, the way you treated her and such," The Chief fixes his gaze on Tyler.
"I should now? Girls.. go figure them out.." Tyler waves the chief off.
"Tell me about the night she was killed," The chief tries another way.
"I've been through this with you a million times- Harry shot her," Tyler smacks down on the table.
"When did Dylan come in? Before the shot or after?" The chief played with the stack of papers in front of him.
"Dylan, he was- he wasn't there," Tyler stutters.
"Oh Tyler, but he was... I got statements from him and Harry, and evidence," The chief smiles.

Emma's POV

I was sitting at my home with Harry, Dylan and Jennifer, the others went home to sleep, but we were too worked up to call it a night, waiting for my dad to come home with some news.
Harry and Dylan had to calm their parents about the statements they gave, upset no one gave them notice of such a thing.

"You have it easy since your mum is used to you fucking up like this," Dylan sighs leaning back on the sofa.
"I didn't fuck up shithead- it was Tyler," Harry throws a pillow on Dylan.
"My mum wants me home straight away.. But I told her I need to wait here for your dad.. She will kill me once I get home."
"But why? You didn't do anything wrong," Jennifer states.
"Ummm yes he did.. lying about not being at the time of the shooting is a felony," I speak up.
"He didn't lie, he just didn't tell them," Harry smiles a cheeky smile.
"That is a felony," Jennifer and I say together.
"Well right now i'm not getting charged- at least not by your dad.. My mum on the other hand.. god she will kill me," Dylan whines into Jen's shoulder.
"For god's sake Dylan sod it will you?" Harry throws another pillow at him.
"You know what Harry? You might be used to this, but I'm not!" Dylan sits up and turns to face him.
"I'm hungry," I rise from my seat, sick of the whining and snickering. I am tired, but I know my friends are waiting to hear from my dad, so kicking them out so I could get some sleep would be cruel.
"What are you having? Would you make me some?" Dylan stretches so he can see what i'm doing.
"You lazy bugger, make your own food," Jen snaps at him.
"Fine god- mean much?" Dylan gets up to join me in the kitchen.

"Are you all right?" He questions quietly, and I nod.
"I'm just tired, and I want this to be over.. I think you lived with this too long and Harry and his family deserve peace," I mumble quietly, not wanting Harry to hear me from the other room.
"He is lucky to have you.. and this all will go away, I just wish I had said something from the beginning, maybe then Harry wouldn't have been locked up."
"It's too late to think about the if's.. let's just hope my dad puts an end to this now."

I put a frozen pizza in the oven and sit down at the counter.
"Did you decide what you're doing next year?" Dylan changes the subject.
"I didn't really think it through.. with all that's been going on.. I would like to get into an art program though," I lean my chin in my hand.
"You'll get in, if you're work is half as good as Harry says it is," Dylan assures me. I was a little taken by his words. I didn't know Harry mentioned my art to anyone, as it was heartwarming to know he is proud of it and praises it to his friends.
"What are your plans?" I ask.
"Right now I am hoping to stay a free man, if that works out I will probably go into law," He smiles.
"Didn't take you as that type of bloke Dyl," I smirk.
"No one does, but all that's been going on made me want to make a change.. Make sure there is someone out there looking after people like the Styles family, making sure people like Tyler don't buy their way out of trouble."
"That is inspiring Dylan.. I bet you'll make a wonderful lawyer," I smile at him. I am happy Harry has a best friend like Dylan, I know he has helped keep Harry in check over these years and I am glad Harry had him.
The pizza is ready and Dylan helps me bring it to the lounge. As he puts it down on the table my dad walks in through the door.

Harry's POV

God, look at his face, he has no good news for us.
"Dad? Is everything alright?" Emma questions, a crease forming at her forehead.
Her dad plumps himself on a chair with a loud sigh.
"Tyler's dad and lawyer came screaming and shouting into the room, and put an end to the questioning.. He is one prick," The chief says and I smile. At lease we both think the same about Tyler's dad.
"But that doesn't mean anything right?" Jennifer says.
"Well, Dylan's statement might not hold up since it came two years later, but we'll do our best.. You'll be meeting with the lawyer first thing tomorrow morning, so I think you should call it a day," The chief remarks.

I fix my eyes on Emma. She is watching me. She seems so tired and afraid. I know it is my fault. All of this is my fault. I should have never stopped Dylan from testifying.
"I'm sorry," I blurt out.
Everyone tuns to look at me in silence, not sure what I'm apologizing for.
"I'm sorry I put us in this mess! I should have never stopped you from telling the truth, I should have never touched that fucking gun- if I would have used my head we would never have been in this shithole in the first place," I exclaim.
"Harry.. you only were looking out for your friends," Emma starts. but I shake my head, I was being a complete idiot.
"Forget about it Harry, it will be over soon enough, I will not let Tyler win this time, you have my word," The chief promises.
"I think Mr. Horan is right, we should call this a night, and think straighter tomorrow, see what the lawyer has to say," Jen gets up from her seat.
"Yeah, I think that is a good idea," Dylan follows her.
We say our good nights and they leave. I am left with Emma and her dad. It is almost 3 in the morning, and I am tired now too. I get up to leave, letting these people rest.
"Dad, I am walking Harry," Emma states and follows me to the door.
"Thanks chief.. for everything," I wave.
"Take care Harry, tomorrow is a new day, you'll be alright."

"Hey," Emma whispers to me, sneaking her hand into mine. I close my fingers over hers, feeling the softness of her skin.
"You're tired, you should have gone to sleep a long time ago," I note.
"You think I would be able to sleep knowing you are like this?" She looks up at me.
"Like what?"
"All upset and on pins and needles," Emma's gaze meets mine and locks. What would I have done without her? Without those blue eyes of hers, the pink strand in her hair. I pick up my hand and glide my fingers over it.

"Harry, you know, my dad will help you, he will do everything he can to lock Tyler up.. he was wrong though to tell you you'll be alright," She says softly.
"Oh?" I frown slightly at her words.
"Yes.. You're alright now- you have Dylan and Jen and Eleanor and everyone- and you have me- you are alright.. And you'll be even better once this is all over," She promises. I smile at her words. This is such an Emma thing to say.
"I love you, you know that right?" I smile down at her.
"I love you too," She answers. I lean down to kiss her lips, a sigh escaping her. It feels like forever since I touched her and I bring my arm around her neck holding her closer to me.
I know tomorrow will be a hard day and that we need to get some sleep in, but I also know that no matter what happens I already won, because of the people on my side.

“Emma, Harry?”
I let go of Emma and turn to see who it is.
He still had a black eye, and some bruises on his face, but his lips healed and the marks started to fade.
“Sam? Is everything alright?” Emma questions, sounding quite worried.
“Is your dad home?” He mumbles, not really meeting our eyes.
“He is, it’s 3 in the morning Sam,” She says, taking a step closer to him.
“They brought Tyler in,” He stutters.
“That is damn right,” I snap, anger rising in me.
“My dad and the lawyer got him out on bail..” His voice trails off.
“Son of a bitch!!!” I curse at the night, even though I knew this already.
“ I need to talk to your dad.. I can’t.. This can’t go on anymore, I don’t care if he’s my brother.. He needs to pay,” Sam finally fixes his gaze on Emma’s face. She takes the few paces left and reaches out for his arm linking her's to his.
“Come on, he’s still up, he’ll be glad to hear from you,” Emma tells him in an encouraging voice.
I follow them both back to Emma’s home, my heart lighter than it has been in forever.


I think that for my mum and brother this was as hard as finding out I have died, these past few days.. I mean- it was all over the news, the reopening of my case, the trail got so much coverage, and the fact that some new evidence and witnesses came through was the talk of town.
They managed to keep it quiet, that Tyler’s brother was going to testify against him, finally telling the world all he knows, starting from the diary and to Tyler’s dreams.
I was watching my family sitting closely together. Harry and Dylan next to the lawyer, while mum, dad and Emma right in back of them all holding hands.
Everyone was there. Harry’s friends- Niall, Louis and Jennifer. My friends were there- Eleanor and Perrie who kept wiping at her eyes.
We were all waiting for the verdict. The room was buzzing with noise when the door finally opened and the judge walks back in. My mum and Emma were holding their breaths and Harry tensed.
But I was busy watching Tyler. He was sitting with a slight smirk on his face and all I wanted was to see him locked up, see him pay, see things set straight.
I wanted to see my brother happy again and my mum’s eyes come back to life. I wanted Eleanor and Perrie to stay best friends like I remember them to be.
I just want peace.

Notes

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