Future [H.S]

Chapter Fourteen

He looked at me dead in the eyes with his wide emerald eyes still open like a cave, he asked, his rough and raspy morning voice visible in his tone "what do you mean he's missing?" I rolled my eyes and huffed, isn't it that clear?! I said, spelling the last word letter by letter "I mean that he's not here anymore. M.I.S.S.I.N.G. Harry, missing."

Before I knew it, he dashed towards the wooden door of the bedroom and was about to open it. Oh no! I exclaimed, watching him turn to me with a smirk on his face, why the hell did he have it? He was still wearing his T-shirt and the same pair of jeans, or some pair that looked like the ones before, "you can't go out like that! It's bloody freezing outside!" he raised an eyebrow as if challenging me as he asked, a playful tone in his voice "Are you challenging me Pam?" I ran my hand through my hair and let out a sigh, I looked at him with my arms folded and lips in a thin line as I replied "yep, I am. I just hope you freeze to death. I barely made it here, Harry. And please don't call me Pam, you're not my friend and only my friends can call me that." His smirk got even bigger as he questioned "aren't you not talking to me...Pam?" I was fuming with anger, how could he irritate me that easily?! Ugh!!

I just didn't reply, I didn't want this to go any further, I just wanted him to open the damn door and freeze to death. As if my wish came true, well, not entirely, he opened the door only inches to be hit by a freezing breeze which gave me goosebumps all over my skin. It really was that cold outside. He closed the door in super speed and embraced himself with his own bare arms, he replied "I'm definitely not going out without a jacket. It's freezing out there!" I gave him an 'are you kidding me' look before I stated "yeah, good interpretation, Sherlock."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and tilted his head to the side as he answered "you just keep surprising me there Pam, you know that?" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, he's gonna be the death of me I swear! I let out a breath before I opened my eyes again to see that there was no Harry in front of the door anymore, I scunched my eyebrows in confusion, where could he go that fast? I let out a small scream and jumped in my place as he whispered from behind me in my ear "doing some yoga over there princess?" no Harry, I was planning for your death sentence.

I turned around just in time to see that smug look on his face, I placed my hand on my chest trying to slow my breathing. I shouted, throwing a punch on his hard chest, but of course, he wouldn't budge "jeez Harry! You scared the hell out of me!" I paused for a bit before I continued, now my back straightened and breaths even "your best friend could be dead right now and all you care about is to scare me?! What the hell is wrong with you?! And don't ever, not even once, try to call me any nickname again. I'll seriously rip your curly head off. I swear."

He shrugged, his arms behind his back as he replied simply "simple, but effective. But really aggressive to be honest. Don't ya think?" I hit him again in the chest as hard as I could causing myself to wince in pain and hold my hand carefully while he just chuckled and gave me a heart melting smile. I just gave him a look before he walked towards the closet, which was three feet away from the bed, and opened its door, he reached out and grabbed a jacket, tossed it in my direction as I easily caught it and wore it, he was doing the same with his own. Mine was a bit long and big, there was a faint scent of perfume that was very much soothing and relaxing, I smiled to myself before I walked over to him.

As we reached the door, he placed his fingers on the doorknob before he caught it with his palm, he asked with a slight smirk on his face "you ready?" I rolled my eyes at him before I said, my smirk matching his "since I was born." He opened the door again just inches away before we both slipped out and closed the door quickly. Harry commented as he slightly shivered, trying to cover it up "Did winter really forget something on this yacht or what?" sarcasm laced in his voice, but I chose to ignore what looked like his funny side as I followed him through the 'said' living room and upstairs, just to be greeted by the cold wind and the bloody coloured sky.

He shouted the blondie's name but there was no response, just the echo of Harry's deep voice fading away and complete silence. After a while of searching literally every corner on this yacht but without any kind of progress, and I felt like my nose will fall off sooner or later from how cold it was here, Harry's phone started ringing in his jeans' back pocket, so he pulled it out and looked at the screen reading the ID. I couldn't see the name since Harry was holding it way high up, plus he was like six feet? I was just five foot three, and all I could see was the back of his phone. He answered it so quickly making sure I didn't hear any word he, or the caller, were saying, or that was how it felt like, because everytime I try to hear or come closer to him, he'd move away from me or just ignore me like I wasn't even there. What the hell was he hiding?! Ugh, I hate him so much right now.

After that he ended the call, he turned to face a furious me with a scowl on my face and smoke fuming from my red ears. He informed casually, maybe this was how he got away from an angry me "I think Niall took a shortcut to the mountains, he had an emergency and took the life saving boat, and don't tell me that we could've taken it instead of this huge yacht cause it's only for one person. I guess he's okay, thank God." he sighed out of relief, but I had a feeling that he was lying. This yacht doesn't have a life saving boat, I've been on one with my friends like six years ago, I don't remember much of it, but I do remember that this yacht doesn't have a boat. And what could an emergency be that it needs Niall out of all people?

I didn't show my frustration as I shrugged the thought to the back of my mind, made a mental note to return to it later, and hoped that I could connect some dots and figure this mystery out. As I said before, I love puzzles and mysteries, they help me think quicker in such situations. I never played these stupid mobile games, they're just a waste of time. And every person who played them they would be either dumb or can't say a full sentence without stuttering, sometimes both. I'm telling you, from a nerd to another.

Harry noticed my silence and asked, again with his deep voice "what's wrong?" what's wrong? You're wrong, everything's wrong, you liar. I replied "Nothing." as angelic as it seemed, there was a devil behind it who wanted to destroy this curly head, but how could she? He was an angel on the outside, but the devil has been unleashed inside him. I could do the same, only if I had the courage to do so.

A/N: Phew! This chapter took me so long to finish. But it's worth it!!

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