Hayley's Arrest

The girl ran into her room, not even freezing at the sight of Harrison lying on her bed. She pulled out her suitcase and started to throw clothes in, not caring about the fact she could be creasing the clothes. “Going somewhere?” He asked lazily still staring up at her ceiling.
“Yeah. As far away from here as possible!” She said pulling the flap down and pulling the zip that violently she actually snapped it off. “Bastard…” She cussed sitting down, threading her fingers through her messy hair. Harrison was shocked to see tears falling down her cheeks.

“Talk to me…” He whispered moving to sit next to her, his arms wrapping round her shoulders and moving her head to rest on his.
“I can’t.”
“You can!” He said lightly, his finger tipping her chin so she looked at him.
“They’re onto me, Harrison.” She whispered fighting against his finger and looking down at the floor, her vision blinded by tears.
“Who?” She finally looked up at him, smiling at his cuteness. The fact he cared made her feel so happy!
“The police, Harrison. The police are after me.”

He knew why. He’d never need to ask why. That would be making them both idiots. “Don’t go. Stay here. Complete it all.” He whispered stroking her cheeks, taking hold of her lips gently with his. “Please.”
“I can’t…”
“Yes, yes you can!” He said strongly his fingers going through her hair. “There’s only a few left. Then you can run. Be free.”
“A race with time now. They know. They have to know.” She whispered moving away from him, her arms wrapping around her chest protectively.

There was a knock on the door. “Hayley it’s for you!” Her mum shouted.

Moving down the stairs, she stopped as she saw that officer that had stalked them since the beginning. “Hayley Oakwell, you’re under arrest for the murders of Jessica Williams, Katie Parsons, Keely Johnson, Darius Rodwell and Roxanne Booth.”
“What?”