Criminal Minds-Harry Styles

Chapter Seventeen

When I woke up, I was lying on a bed. My head was spinning, and felt like my  forehead was being hit repeatedly. I groaned. The pain was excruciating.

Memories of someone hitting me with a piece of metal fled through me, and I sat up instantly. I recognized my surroundings. I was in Adrianne's room.

I looked around, but there was no one near. That got me worried sick, am I alone? Were they caught? After two minutes, Adrianne walked into the room. A sigh of relief left my lips as I jumped out of the bed and gave her a tight hug. She hugged me back.

“I thought you were caught." I told her. “Harry, he-"

“I know, I know. But we have a plan, we always do."

*

“Fuck you, Bruce!" Harry snarled and gripped the bars. Bruce sent him a dismissal wave and grinned.

“My, my, what a nasty little boy." he mocked. “Don't have a cow on me Harry. You knew the consequences, you always have. You fuck with me, I fuck with you, twice harder."

“I'll kill you, Bruce!" Harry shouted “I swear to God!"

“Nonsense." Bruce rolled his eyes. He flashed them one last smile before leaving. Harry was infuriated, his face was beat red and his veins were popping on his forehead.

“I wonder how the girls and Leo are," Rob thought out loud, “Do you think they'll make it?"

“Yeah, they're hardcore." Hugo chuckled. Harry slid down the bars. This was the first time that Harry didn't know what to do. He felt lost, what could he do? He was stuck in a cell, his mates with him. The fragile ones were out there, and he couldn't help but think of Elena.

Could it be? She had feelings for him? He was nothing, he thought to himself. He was a screw-up, a low-life. She was...a good person, and he was far from that. He was a criminal. She was the person that was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Did he have feelings for her?

Yes, yes he did.

*

I was chugging down a piece of bread just for the sake of eating. I had no appetite, I couldn't taste the food. I couldn't stop thinking about Harry. How was he? Where was he now?

“Elena?"

I turned around, and came face to face with Adrianne. She was giving me a sympathetic look, as if she could read my mind. I looked away from her.

Could she know that I liked Harry? If she did, that would be embarrassing. How could I like someone that despised me so much, that humiliated me so much. I'm an idiot.

“Come to the living room. We have a lot to discuss."

Leo had papers or maps spread before him on the coffee table. He had a bandage on his forehead. He looked up, and I then had a clear picture of his face. He looked angry, no trace of humor on his features.  

“What's the plan?" I asked, sitting beside him.

“We have the map of town, now here," he pointed to a place on the map, which was circled with a black pen, “is the police station. We have planta of the whole place. It's easy, that thing is merda. We can break in, easily."

“Easily? Leo, it's a police station! You want to break in? It's too risky." I exclaimed.

“We have no other choice. We start digging today." he stood from his seat. I glanced at Adrianne, and she seemed happy with the plan. It's like, they've done it before.

“Relax, conchita, this will end soon. The walls of that hellhole are decaying. We'll probably be digging for unas horitas. Then, problem solved." he said.

I still wasn't convinced. This is a suicide mission, but it seems like everything they do is suicidal. They stole a diamond for God's sake!

“We should get going, they may be back any time." Adrianne said. She wore a black leather jacket, a spiky belt and boots. I felt out of place, with my cardigan and all.

“Let's bounce."

*

They were thirsty. They hadn't had water in hours, nor food. Bruce's order, they assumed. The man basically owned the whole squad, there were no decent cops in Mexico.

“Do you think they're coming?" Hugo asked, his lips were cracking and he winced. Blood trickled down it.

“Leo wouldn't let me down." Rob said, “They're coming for us. They would never leave us here. We're practically family, right Harry?"

Harry wasn't listening, he was too distracted. He had a lot in his mind, his thoughts clouded his mind, his sight and his hearing. Never in his life, had he felt so vulnerable.

To make things worst, Bruce wouldn't stop bothering them. He tortured them, cursed at them, all because of the diamond's money. They swore, that they would never reveal it.

It would maintain a secret, not even in their death beds would they reveal it. Only Harry knew, anyways, and he swore not to say anything. He just hoped that Leo and Adrianne wouldn't leave the house for too long, if someone broke in...no. It was well hidden. Who would ever break the walls of the bathroom to look for the money? Yes, he was that smart.

He glanced at Rob, and noticed that he was looking at him, expectantly. Harry cocked his brows.

“Yes?"

“What's the matter with you? You look like an old compadre, cheer up man. They're coming for us." Rob chuckled, but not too loudly. He didn't want anyone overhearing their conversation.

“What's taking them so long?" Harry stood, and stared out the window. Rob shook his head.

“I think you only want to see one particular person." Hugo said. Rob smirked up at Harry.

“Shut up." Harry said.

“Don't lie to yourself, my friend, we both know it's true. Look, I can help you. Clearly you have no porte masculino." Rob laughed. Harry glared daggers at him.

“This isn't the time to mess around." Harry said. He stared out the window again, hoping he would see something that pleased his eyes.

And he did.

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