voleur [h.s]

9

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It's so strange,
that autumn is so beautiful;
Yet everything,
Is dying.

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"he's my brother"

They all widen their eyes and stare blankly at me. I reach my hand up to wipe the tears of my cheeks.

"Wait vixen is your brother?" Harry says in shock.

"Yes" I reply back with a  sniffle. "But he was murdered when I was 12" I add.

"Oh no baby he is very much alive. He's been trying to get you for two years" he says.

"So that's what he meant by you protecting me for years. That's why you wanted to get hold of me at your concert isn't it" I say back in realisation.

"So you found her then" he says gesturing to me. A confused look comes over my face.

"Yes now fuck off" Harry snaps, and Niall just shrugs opening another door and walking in followed by Louis. I turn my head back to Harry and ask "What does he mean you found her then"

He pinches the area between his eyebrows and looks down and then shakes his head then looks back up to meet my gaze. "I told him I thought you were pretty" he says. I can tell he's lying but I decide to let it go and I smile back at him. He leans his forehead against mine again and continues to get closer as I close my eyes. I'm suddenly met with a perfect pair of lips on mine. I move my lips with his in a kiss. It isn't passionate or full of hunger. It's slow and meaningful. I bring my arm up around his neck and knit my fingers thought his hair. It's a bit sweaty from performing 10 minutes ago but it's still soft.

"what?" he says in a confused tone wondering what I'm talking about.

"That time you took me into a hallway after your concert two years ago. Niall interrupted us and said  "So you found her then". You said it was just because you thought I was pretty, but that's not the the real reason is it" I say back hoping he will catch on to what I'm saying.

"You remember that?" Harry says in disbelief, shaking his head.

"Yep" I say popping the P.

"Oh" He says like he's disappointed.

"Well am I right" I question.

"We work for our boss. He isn't really a fan of your brother and heard he wanted you so he sent us to make sure you would be safe. He knew that is your brother wanted you, so you must have been important for something" He says back.

"Who's your boss. Did he not know that I was his sister?"

"I'm not telling you who my boss is" He snaps. "But he didn't know you were his sister, neither did any of us"

"Can I see him" I say shyly. He snaps his head back up to mine with wide eyes. "You want to see him?" He says in shock.

"Yes"

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It's been about two days since the incident at the venue, we haven't talked since. I don't really know what to think about this whole thing, more importantly who they work for, I doubt this manger would be considered their boss so they must have another job. I've been sitting in my bunk on the tour bus for about an hour searching on Google who they could possibly work for. People in anonymous masks, kidnapping, guns. Suddenly I see something come up making my eyes widen. Mafia.

Before I can think to much more about it I hear my name being called from outside my bunk. I open the curtain and head over to the living space and see Iris sitting there with her feet up on the coffee table.