Nefarious [h.s]

Chapter 3.

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"What?!?" I blurted out. A bodyguard? No way. I can't imagine having some strangers follow me everywhere I go.

"It will be good Ella. You need to be protected." Jim states. I sigh and slump down into the chair.

"Okay, but who?" I ask. I am still so confused. How is this going to work? Questions circle through my head. I don't like this at all.

"Oh well. He's here right now actually." Jim blankly states. I widen my eyes.

"What?!?" I burst out. Jim puts up his hand signalling to the back of the room. No way.

I snap my head back to look at the back of the room. Immediately, my eyes lock with another. His eyes so green. Looks like he has a whole forest behind his eyes. I was in complete shock not even knowing he was here. How long has he been here for? The whole time? He would have had to. I didn't even notice him when I first walked in.

His eyes were a dark green. His eyebrows furrowed like he is staring right passed me. His stare was cold and dark. Jawline perfectly sharp. I swear his jawline could cut me.

Not the slightest bit of emotion showed on his face. So serious. He is really intimidating.

Without thinking, my eyes trace down. He has on a black button up top. A few of the buttons were undone letting a few tattoos on his chest peak out. I wonder how many tattoos he has.

Around his neck was a long chain. I couldn't see what was at the end of it because it's tucked into his top.

The man has on perfectly fitting black trousers. He has better thighs than me. His shoes seemed as if they just came out of the box.

I turn back around facing Jim.

I shake my head. "I don't want a body guard." I'll just protect myself or something. I'll figure it out.

"Well not a body guard... more like.. body guards." Jim looks down. Okay so not only do I have to deal with one body guard but multiple?? You have got to be kidding me.

"Jim.. how many body guards are we speaking?" I question. Jim looks away like he's guilty.

"5 including the one already here." Jim says very quickly, standing up and running behind his desk before I could get him.

"5?!? JIMMY!" I stand up as well putting my hands on the desk.

"Hey hey hey now." he points. "What did I say about calling me 'Jimmy'?" I roll my eyes and sit back down into the chair. Jim thinks that being called Jimmy makes him sound childish but lets be honest here.. he still a child at heart.

"Sorry but Jim.. 5??"

"Yes. Now I know you don't like this whole things but Ella it is for the best. You need to be protected."

"I know." I sigh. This is all just a mess.

"The other 4 should be here anytime." As soon as Jim said that 4 more guys walked through the door. I'll have 5 body guards. Great. "Let me introduce them.." Jim starts. All the guys walk to the side of the room.

"Zayn Malik." A guy in all black walks up and stands next to Jim. Tattoos covering up his arms and some on his neck. His eyes were dark just like his hair.

"Liam Payne." The second guy walks up and is dressed in black and white with a tie. Eyes and hair both a dark brown. Hands and arms littered in tattoos as well. Are all of the covered in tattoos?