Two Ghosts [h.s]

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Harry looks at me like he has no clue what's going on. Staring with slight confusion in his eyes he stands to his feet and pulls me up with him.

"What are they talking about?" I ask with a small laugh at how he's just looking at the door in anger.

Reaching forward I take out the ponytail in his hair and it drops down in length. Brushing it down I run my hands through his locks putting it back in place.

"Come on." I laugh while adding extra letters in exaggeration. Grabbing onto his hand I run but his feet drag behind slowly.

"No-"

"Do you need a pep talk?"

He smirks. ."I hate them-"

"We're coming!" I call to the boys and I hear Harry burst into laughter from behind. Looking back, his hand covers his mouth and as I stare at him I only glare. "You're so dirty minded." Rolling my eyes I drag us out the door and I mean that literally.

Walking down the hallway to the living room they all sit on the couches and make eye contact once they see us.

"Sugar!"

"Hi!" I let go of Harry and run to sit in between Zayn and Niall. Landing with a thud on the couch they both smile from our tight-knit bodies that I squeeze to get through.

"I'm hurt you didn't sit next to me." Louis teases with tight lips while looking up to Harry. "Sit with me, Styles." He says in a girly tone with his hands over his heart and Harry takes a seat on the single couch instead that's across from me.

"Fucking rude." Louis snaps in a low voice.

"Why are you here?" Harry states in an unwelcoming tone and I roll my eyes from his firmness that almost makes me giggle and he smirks when he catches on my stare.

"We'll get to it." Niall waves him off. "So Sugar, how are you?" he wraps his arm around the back of the couch where im seated and turns to me.

"I feel like I should be asking you that question."

"My health has never been better." He announces playfully and I just frown. Wearing a grey shirt that mirrors his bandage I lean back on the couch and tug on the material near his arms playing with it, trying to get my mind off the memory.

Niall who notices right away takes his hand on the couch and plays with the bottom of my hair comfortingly. Turning to face him I whisper a thanks as he nods.

Harry stares at me protectively and when I shrug that I'm fine he looks away.

"So why do you need Violet?" Harry suddenly bursts out more demanding than he probably wanted to.

"Oh relax, will you? It's not that big of a deal."  Louis only points to Zayn and this situation has my full attention.

"You in for some fun?" Niall says and I let a laugh out through my confusion. "Explain my dearest Zayn."

I turn my head slowly in curiosity as he begins to speak.

"We all know what happened to Niall because of the Robbery but what we continue to fail and pinpoint is why they even care." He rubs his eyes like he hates being the smart one. "This is beyond mafia to mafia. There's something else that doesn't make sense and it's right in front of us. We're going to go into the free zone Casino-" Zayn stops turning to me feeling my confusion. "A free Zone Casino is like no man's land. A safe mafia owns it and others go there to make business deals that won't end up in one overthrowing the other."

I nod, giving Zayn a thumbs up and he continues with a light smirk.

"We called Robin and a majority of Dalton's workers go there every night-"