"Oh, by the way, Eve, Harry should be here in about 10 minutes." I say to Evette, who is mindlessly scrolling through his phone. I probably should've brought this up sooner but I'm a grade A procrastinator.
"Excuse me?" he says, immediately snapping out of his phone and sitting straight up to look at me who is on the other side of the couch. " Harry as in Harry Styles is going to be in our house in 10 minutes and you're just now telling me?"
"Yep pretty much," I answer nonchalantly "he's coming so we can find out who sent that guy to our house. Apparently it wasn't Harry who sent him."
"Odd, how long is he staying for?"
"I have no idea"
"Welcome to my humble abode, c'mon in pretty boy" I invite Harry in as he stands in the doorway. He looks a bit awkward, it's not like I'm gonna break his leg or some shit.
"Erm thank you for having me, Should I take my shoes off or?" he asks, rubbing the nape of his neck.
"If that makes you comfortable," I chuckle. " you can help yourself to anything in the pantry and i made some really good lemonade if you want me to get you some."
"That would be nice, thank you. I started a little bit of digging before I came and found out that there is this group of people that may want us to turn against each other." he says making his way towards the L shaped couch then sitting on it.
"So a gang wants us to turn against each other?" I state, trying to piece together the information that was just handed to me. There's a lot of people who hold grudges or that simply don't like who I am or what I do, but that's common in this line of work.
"I guess so," he takes a sip of the lemonade I gave him moments before. "Is there alcohol in this Morana?" he says harshly swallowing with a scrunched nose.
"Maybe. Can pretty boy not handle his alcohol?" I sat next to him with my laptop in hand.
"I can, it's just nice to tell your guest if you're spiking their fucking drink" he says sarcastically before taking another sip.
"Hey Harry," I say, making him raise his eyebrows like he's listening "I spiked your drink."
"Oh fuck off" he replied, making me chuckle in response.
A few hours go by of us researching and making phone calls getting absolutely nowhere. Somewhere during those hours, we ordered Chinese takeout and munched on that. Harry's been a bit quiet, I look over and see that he is completely passed out, which makes me look on my phone to see that it is 3 in the morning.
I take the blanket that is on the edge of the couch and place it gently over Harry, since he's quite tall it doesn't go all the way to his feet but he'll live.
Since I'm a bit of a night owl, I go to my room and scroll through my phone and reply to some emails that I was supposed to a couple days ago. After catching myself blink in and out of sleep, I finally drift off.
A/N: yayyy i finally updated!! anyways, i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter considering how much i enjoyed writing it. i love you all, thank you
-A
