Protector

Chapter 2

I pulled up on my drive and took a few deep breaths, calming myself down. Heading into my house, I turned on my stereo system in my bedroom, Catherine Jenkins gently beating through the room. That woman worked wonders when I needed to relax. I stripped down before stepping into the cool shower, trying to work out how I was going to worm my way into his life. I had to be careful, I'd hurt him enough in the past, and I didn't want to use him.. Although that's pretty much what I was going to do. I just had to be careful, he wasn't like all the other guys I'd had to get close to.

Climbing out of the shower, I wrapped my red fluffy towel around my hair and slipped into my dressing gown. I opened a window to let the steam out, before changing into black track pants and a white jumper. I unwrapped my hair and blow dried it, before shoving it up into a bun. I didn't bother with applying makeup. I wasn't going to bump into him today, so I didn't really care what I looked like. I grabbed the case file and headed back out to my car, before driving back to work to gather everything I needed.

I walked through the huge stock room, looking for what I needed. Then I came across the correct aisle, surveillance cameras. I grabbed a selection and threw them in my bag, along with hacking equipment I'd already collected. There it was, I had everything I needed.

I scanned through the case file once more when I got back in the car. Aston Merrygold, 46 The Bishops Avenue, London. I entered the data into my sat nav, before revving up my car engine and setting off to his house.

I pulled up over the road from his house, so my car didn't look too much out of place. It was a good job work had provided me with a snazzy car free of cost, or I wouldn't be able to blend in. This street was certainly very posh. He'd done well for himself. I looked over at his house. This was the closest I'd been to him since everything that's happened, and he didn't even know I was here. I could see his TV glowing, so he was definitely in. Perfect.

After setting up all the hacking data, and getting it linked up with the satellites, I hacked into his phone from where I was. I had his number in my file, so there was no chance of me getting the wrong phone. I opened up his messages and flicked through them, looking for some way of getting him out the house. I found a message from his car dealer, saying his car would be ready some time this week. I looked over at the car parked on his drive; it had a number plate from last year, meaning he hadn't picked it up yet. Perfect. I sent him a message from his 'car dealer', saying his car was ready. I saw a figure move past his window, his TV turning off in the process. This was it. I was gonna see him again, after all these years. I watched as he came out his front door and approached his car. He looked just as stunning as he did all those years ago.. The photos I'd seen in magazines hadn't been photo shopped after all. I'd always followed his journey with JLS. I was the one that had encouraged him to follow his ambition to become a singer, and I was so unbelievably proud of him. I tracked him progress.

After Aston drove off,  and I'd finished swooning, I grabbed all the equipment I needed and darted down the alley next to Aston's house. It lead to a large field which Aston's house backed onto. I could break in this way without being noticed. I threw my bag over my shoulder and began climbing his fence. I jumped over to the other side, and approached his magnificent house. It would be best to climb in through the top, as his downstairs area would most defintitely be alarmed. I looked up at the tall house, planning my route; there was a ledge above his patio doors, so that would probably be the best place to start. I grabbed a wooden garden chair that sat on his decking, and climbed onto it. Throwing my bag up onto the ledge, I jumped up after it. Shimmying my body up, I was done. Now I was at the correct level, I needed to get through one of the windows to get into his house. One of the rooms at the back had a balcony, so I threw my bag onto it. Next, I needed to get myself on there. There was a windowsill in between me and the balcony, just above my head, so I grabbed hold of it and swung myself onto the railings around the balcony. Hopping over, I was nearly done. I just had to get through the doors into what seemed to be a bedroom. I unzipped my bag and reached inside, pulling out several metal objects to pick the lock with. After fiddling around for a few moments, I was in. I looked at my watch; he'd been gone 20 minutes already, so I'd have to be quick.

Throwing my bag in the middle of the floor, I glanced around. This must be his bedroom. The bed was unmade, and clothes were scattered around. I grabbed the first camera and placed it behind his TV under some DVDs, then proceeded to place cameras around upstairs. Then I had to find a way of getting some downstairs, assuming the downstairs area was alarmed. I tiptoed down the stairs, noticing the alarm box at the end of the hall. I dashed down the hall, the alarm setting off immediately. I opened it up, revealing a variety of wires. I grabbed the green wire and pulled it away from the box, stopping the alarm. There, it was done. Then I just had to hide cameras downstairs.

Once I was done, I headed back upstairs to his bedroom. I knew there wasn't much time, but I wanted to quickly look around. As I placed my bag back on the floor, I noticed a book under his bed. I reached under  and pulled it out. It was a photo album. I flicked through the pages, memories being brought back to me in every photo. There were so many of us together. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked through. Suddenly, the front door slammed. Shit, he was home. I threw it back under the bed and ran back out onto the balcony. I could hear him jogging up the stairs. There was no time to climb down, I had to jump. I jumped down, twisting my ankle when I landed. I hobbled across his garden and threw my bag over the fence. I climbed up as fast as I could, looking back to see him stood in his room, talking to someone on the phone. I sighed as I slipped over the fence. I wished I could stay and watch him, but I had to get back home to link the cameras up at home. I'd get to see him again soon, I was going to have to get close to him anyway.

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