Louis P.O.V
"Something happen while I was gone?" Des asked as he took a seat in his chair behind his large wooden desk. I sat at one of the two chairs in his of iy
"No, not really." I played off, leaning back into the chair. "I got some in tell from Jake and the crew. The packages should be here by tomorrow morning. I'm gonna go get, and make sure the guys selling it to us weren't ripping us off." I changed the subject.
"That's good, but I called you over for something else... I've noticed you've taken a liking to Harry." Des stated. I raised my eyebrows unsure of how to answer it, Des didn't seem mad either.
"I-I don't exactly know what you mean by that." Des smirked.
"It's okay Louis, I just need you to do a favor for me... if that's not to much to ask."
"What is it?"
"Ever since the first day of school Harry has been acting... distant. I guess you could say. He's usually cooped up in his room, and only occasionally going out with his friends. He won't talk to me or Anne about it, but maybe... You? Do you think you could get him to tell you, because I mean its not normal for Harry to come home at 7 in the morning, with out calling us to know he's okay." He took a deep breath.
"I just want to make sure he's okay, I know he's lying to us about what happened, so do you think you could talk to him?" Des asked. I tried processing everything I heard.
Maybe it was from when that guy almost raped him. I wouldn't blame him for being distant though. It'd be pretty traumatizing, but with the way he was acting down stairs I figured he was over it.
"How are you so sure he'll tell me?"
"Louis I know about what happened downstairs. And don't worry I'm not mad but, Anne might be, so you might not want to tell her, but I don't really think it would be a problem for him to tell you." Des explained.
I bit my lip trying to debate on if I should do it. "What would I get out of it?" I asked.
Des sighed. "Some how I knew you'd say that. You can get 5 percent more of the profit we make."
"15."
"10." He argued back. I stared hard at him knowing I wouldnt get more out of him.
"But I'll need one more thing." He raised his eyebrows waiting for me to continue.
"The Alvarez family, and the Tomlinson's, aren't on the best terms... Do you think you could send out one of your people out to spy on them?"
"Why would you want that?"
"Just wanna make sure they aren't pulling something on us. So do you think you could help?" I asked. Des pondered for a minute, but sighed agreeing to it.
"Alright, but whatever you happens between you two don't drag me into your into it, or my family." Des made it t clear.
"Don't worry just need a little spying to be done, and find out what they're planning. If they ask, you'll be left anomyous.
"Why can't you use your people?"
"They know what people are working for us, so I just need one of your spies."
Des bit his lip nodding." I'll send one in for you tomorrow. You can explain to him what you want to be done."
"Thank you Des." I said getting up from where I sat. "And don't call me Des. If someone hears you they won't take me seriously."
"Bye Sir." I mocked him, before leaving his office. I decided that the sooner I got on the Harry thing the sooner things would be done, so I went down stairs hoping he would still be down there, which he was.
