Chapter 6

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Bo's pov:

   The door behind me closes as I begin to walk to my car. I had to get out. The silence after Tony spoke was suffocating me. I needed time to process what they just told me. Harry's a gang leader? I get into my car and start the engine driving off back home. I make a turn and see a diner. I pull in and my stomach growls. Good timing then. I walk in and take a seat. Right when I sit down my phone dings. I take it out of my bag and look at it. A text message? I don't reconize the number. I click on it and read.

From: 312- 589-6444
   You look beautiful today. X

I freeze in my spot. Who's this? I'm very quick In replying.

To: 312-589-6444

Who is this?

I wait a few minutes and get no reply. I guess it must have been a wrong number. I close my eyes and think to myself. You need to calm down Bo. Your over exaggerating because of the whole Harry thing. I take a deep breath and open my eyes again. I pick up the menu and search through the different foods. I finally settle on a Coca Cola with French fries. I look out the window and into the busy streets. Wow, one of these people walking by can be in or be somehow related to One Direction and no one even knows. I draw my attention next to me when I hear a cough. I look up to see a guy maybe in 19 waiting to take my order.

"I'm sorry" i flush in embarrassment to the guy whose name tag reads Brandon. He just laughs.

"It's fine. What can I get you today beautiful?" He smiles. I feel my cheeks turn red again. He's cute.

"Um fries and a Coca Cola please" i mumble. He writes down my order. And my phone dings again. I look down and my face pales.

From: 312-589-6444
   Stop talking to him. If I see your cheeks flush one more time then that will be the last time you see Brandon.

" Hey are you okay?" I slowly look up and see Brandon. I lost my appetite completely. I have to leave this place. Now.

"Uh- Yeah Yeah. Um My mom just called. I have to go. I'm sorry." I stutter as a gather my stuff and head to the door leaving Brandon standing there looking confused. I run into my car and lock the doors. I look around and everyone on the sidewalks and street are all minding there own business. I begin to type another message.

To: 312-589-6444

What do you want?

I ask the person already regretting my answer as my phone dings a few minutes later.

From: 312-589-6444

That's not the point right now. Meet me in the alley where we met yesterday at 11:00pm tonight. Alone. We'll talk more then. I'd advise you to come Bo. I'll see you later goodbye beautiful Xx -H

My body trembles as I see how they signed the message. H. Harry Styles. I glance at the time and see it's 5:30. Do I go? Maybe I can get him to leave me alone. Fat chance. My subconscious adds. If I go though, maybe I'll know what he wants from me. Isn't it obvious? She smirks. I groan and lay my head against the steering wheel. I can't go to Cassie with this. She'll freak out and tell me to call the cops. She said they've been looking for him anyways. What would happen if I don't go.

"Never EVER get on his bad side. He gets scary as hell." My mind goes back to when Cassie was telling me about him earlier. I'll probably end up being one of the people he drags into alleyways. I sigh and pick my head up. I'll think more about it when I get home. I start the engine and drive off trying to keep my mind on driving and not on what may happen later.

When I get home I notice my mom's car is in the driveway. I go inside and put my things down.

"Mom?" i call out. Nothing. I go into her room and see she's passed out in bed with the t.v. on. I grab the remote and switch it off and then pull the blanket up on her. I then walk into my room and lay down on the bed. If only I never went into the alley that night. I look at my phone and see it's 6:17. I guess I can take a quick nap before I go later. I set my alarm for 9:00 and then drift off to sleep.

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