voleur [h.s]

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Im fine.
I'm just not happy.

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Arya's POV:

I freeze in place as I stare out the window at the masked figure waving at me. Why is he looking at me. Does he want to kill me? Please don't kill me.

"Arya?" I'm snapped out of my thoughts as I turn to see Iris with a confused and worried look across her face. She raises her eyebrows at me and I just sake my head.

"Sorry I thought I saw something" I say as I turn my face back to face the window in the direction the masked figure was standing. But he's gone.

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We both walk out of the restaurant after having eaten our meals, it's not the busy anymore but still a few people about. I'm not sure what time it is but I'm so tied I feel like I could just collapse on the ground and fall asleep right now.

We both walk into the elevator and I stand leaning on one of the walls with my hands behind my back. "Gosh I'm so tied" I groan throwing my head back to look at the roof of the elevator.

"Yeah me too" Iris groans back as she brings her hands up to rub her eyes. Suddenly I feel a jolt underneath me and the elevator goes back. What the fuck.

"What the fuck just happen" I hear Iris' voice from in front of me. I shake my head before realising she can't see me.

"I have no clue" I say as I feel my way around the walls of the elevator looking for the buttons. There must be an emergency button her somewhere. I run my fingers over a button which feels to have indents of a phone on it. I press the button without hesitation before a ringing sound floods the elevator.

"Arya" I hear a deep, heavily robotic voice say as it floods the elevator. A cold chill running down my spine. 

"W-what" I mumble out. What the fuck is happening. Who said my name?

There's silence again before the lights suddenly turn back on, filling the small space with an illuminating white light.

"What the actual fuck" Iris says from infront of me looking confused as ever. I just look at her with a worried voice. The doors open to the familiar hallway of our hotel, we head down to our rooms and say out good nights before walking into out rooms. I walk over to my bed and fall face first into the pillows into a starfish pillow. I lay there for a few minutes before I decide I should have a shower. It has been a long day after all. I sit up and throw my legs over the side of my bed, reaching over and turning on the lamp on my nightstand. I turn my head back to face the rest of the room to get up and walk to the bathroom. I freeze my my movements as I stair at the dark figure sitting at the table in the corner of my room with their back to me.

"Going to take a shower are we?" His raspy voice as he continues on whatever he is doing, keeping his back to mine.

Is that harry?  why is he in my room? how did he get in my room?

"How did you get in my room" I ask is I stare at his back. He chuckles and slowly turns around to face me.

"You dont need to worry about that" He says as he stands up and walks toward the door, as his hand is on the handle he turn his head around to face me. "Have a nice shower" and with that he leaves. Closing the door quietly behind him.

Why the hell was he in my room, I shake my head out of my thoughts and head into the bathroom for a shower.

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