(Harrys pov)
I finally got it through that mans thick skull that i wasn't a creep. I'm now waiting outside the 'Meeting room' which is basically just one of the bedrooms in the house. There is a little less yelling than last time. Thankfully. 'Harold Styles!' I heard a man yell out , 'How many times do i have to tell you. It's Harry.' I tell him while rolling my eyes. 'Don't disrespect me boy.' He warns while motioning me to come inside the room. I'm really not ready for this . But i don't have a choice. 'Welcome Harry.' I heard him say. He is the leader. Well one of them, His name is Paul. Paul Higgins. He is one of the most powerful leaders in this service. He's around 6'0 , probably about 200lbs , but very muscular. He's quite intimidating, even to me. 'We've got some business to take care of.' He explains. 'Please sit' He motions his hand to the seat in front of me. 'So...'
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Sparks
FanfictionA story of adventure, confusion, depression, shock, sadness, regret, excitement?, and a bit of love to add to the bunch. An entire book written over snapchat.
