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[Harry]

I open the door as soon as the doorbell rings, already knowing who it might be. There stands William, looking so cute and innocent as always.

"Hey, Hazzabear!" He squeaks.

"Hey! Come in." I smile and pull him in the house by tugging on his wrist.

We sit on the couch facing each other with big smiles on our faces.

"What do we do?" I ask.

"Umm.." He thinks for a while before he gets up, walks into the kitchen and opens the fridge. He scans through it before looking at me with a grin. "Cake. Let's make a cake!"

"But Will, you just looked through the fridge and I don't think you noticed, but there is no milk in there." I say, pointing in the fridge.

"Oh!" He pouts. "Can't you go out and buy some?" He asks, giving me puppy eyes that i can't say 'no' to. Oh god.

"Bu-"

"Please, Hazzabear." He begs, dragging the word 'please'.

"Alright. Jesus! You're too adorable to be denied." I whine and he giggles.

I leave the house with a peck on his cheek and I decide to take my car, so I could be quicker with the task in my hands. I'm halfway to the supermarket when my phone vibrates, which I temporarily ignore because using your phone while driving can be dangerous. Learn kids.

I park at the supermarket and get inside the building. I had planned on buying a full carton of milk, which is exactly what I do. I make the trip real quick and get back to my car after paying for the milk.

I open the backseat of my car and placed the carton in there. I's about to get in the driving seat when my phone vibrates again. I fish the device from my pocket and check the caller ID. 'Mum' it says, so I immediately answer it.

"Oh my god, Harry! Where are you?" Her voice seems a bit panicked.

"At the supermarket, Mum. And sorry I didn't answer before, I was driving." I explain.

"Thank God! Alright, Harry, we need to talk." She says in a rushed tone.

"About?" I ask softly, getting worried myself.

"William. Your friend or whatever he is to you." She rushes.

"Mum! Calm down, please. And tell me what is it." I say, slowly and carefully.

"Remember how he said he's an rrphan and grew up in an orphanage?"

"Um.. yeah, I remember." I nod, even though she can't see me.

"And do you know that we are in London for hearing of a case right now?"

"Yes Mum, I know. Now would you please stop talking in riddles and get to the point?" I ask desperately, roll my eyes.

"Well, while arriving for London, we stopped by 'The Holmes Chapel Orphanage', where William said he grew up. There was this lady who manages everything there and we decided to donate some fund there, which we did. I talked to that lady for a while before leaving and I told her how my son is friends with William Austin who grew up there. Well, she thought for a while and then said that she doesn't remember any kid with that name, but I shrugged it off thinking she's an old lady, her memory now wouldn't be any good. And today I was in the court when she gave me a call-"

"Mum! I don't like where it's going. He would never lie to me. I-I know h-he won't.. " I say as tears start building in my eyes.

"But he did, Harry! That lady told me that there was no kid with that name at their orphanage. I wanted to confirm before I tell you, so I told one of my team member to check it out. And Harry, there is no orphan named William Austin. Not only in Holmes Chapel, but anywhere in the whole country."

"...okay..okay, Mum. It's a lot to take in, I'll.. I'll call you in the evening." I say and end the call without even saying a good bye.

Tears roll down my cheeks as I fall on my knees. How could he do that? How many more lies has he told me? And if he isn't an orphan, who are his parents? Most importantly, who is he that he had to hide his identity?

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I walk up to the door and knock twice, but I get no answer. Furrowing my eyebrows, I pull out the hidden key from the flower pot and unlock the door.

I walk into the living room and see no sign of Will. I enter the kitchen, hoping for his presence there, preparing for the cake, but again, it's all silent.

Where the hell is he?

I walk out of the kitchen and hear footsteps coming from the hallway.

"Harry, is that you?" I hear William yell, followed by light footsteps getting louder.

"Where were you?" I ask once he's standing right in front of me.

"Um.. toilet." He says and disappears in the kitchen. I nod and follow him before stopping abruptly on my track, almost frozen on the spot as it hits me.

The toilet is on the other side of the hallway and the side where Will came from has only one room. My parents' bedroom.

What the hell did he want from my parents' bedroom?

"Uh.. Will? I'll be right back, you can start preparing for the cake." I say and he nods.

I walk into my parents' bedroom and look around to find anything out of place. Nothing. I sigh in relief, but then tense again. Nobody ever does anything without a reason.

Then it hits me.

He had checked the fridge first before asking to make a cake. He definitely saw that there was no milk. He sent me out on a purpose that was to scoop in this room. So there has to be a purpose he came in here.

And there has to be a purpose he lied about being an orphan.

But what?

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