Passion (H.S)

Chapter 21

Elizabehts p.o.v

As i watched Harry slowly leave the room with the baseball bat, I had a bad feeling at the pit of my stomach that someone would be downstairs. I mentally pried that it was a stary cat or something that had managed to get in and knocked things over but i knew that was quite unlikely.

I sat there in Harry's bed with the bat in my hands, waiting patiently and listening for any sign of distress from harry but nothing was heard. After a while I was about to get out of bed and go down, when i heard a loud crash from what sounded like the kitchen cupboards slamming and breaking. It caused me to jump and freeze in my spot, te bat was securely in my grip as I looked at the door not quite sure what to do.

I jumped again as more crashes and loud noises were heard from down stiars. My hands began to shake as i made my way over to the door, I took a hold of the handle and pulled the door open slowly trying not to make a sound.

Successfully opening the door without any sound, i walked on to the landing and crouched down at the top of the stairs. People were downstairs. And Harry was fighting them. Well i assumed he was from all the grunts and noises.

"What do you want?!" I heard Harry yell.

I lowered my head trying to get a view of what was happening downstair but i couldn't see much. Adjusting my postion, I saw three pairs of legs and half of their bodies. One body belonging to Harry as he was wearing boxing shorts.

I could hear muffled voices but i couldn't make out what they were saying to eachother which frustrated me. i continued watching the two mysterious people shuffle around a bit before suddently one man launched towards Harry.

I gasped as i saw an arm swing for Harry but Harry responded fast blocking the punch before punching him in the stomach and pushing him back.I then realised that Harry didnt have the baseball bat anymore. Where did that go?

I snapped back in to reality when I saw the other man make his way out the roomand towads the stairs, Harry didn't seem to notice as he was too busy fighting the other guy who tried to punch him first. I then remebered harry telling me if i hear someone coming up hide, so I jumped to my feet and swiftly ran back into Harrys room before I heard the man coming up the stairs.

I quickly looked around the room looking for somewhere to hide when my eyes landed on his wardrobe. I Remembered the first time i came here i hid in there, theres alot more room in that then you'd expect.

I quickly went over to the wardrobe and opened the doors, slid inside, closedthe doors and sat on the draws that were in there. My knees were bought up to my chest as i leaded on the wood, still holding the baseball bat firmly.

I could hear faint footsteps coming up the stairs, muffled by the sound of fighting from the living room. My breathing became shakey as i heard the man walk in to the room, gripping the bat tighter i listened as he went throughHarry's draws and shelfs.

I leaned forward looking through the tiny gap inbetween the doors, to see a tall-ish man dressed in black from head to toe rummaging through Harry's room. The man had one of the masked that had holes for the eyes and mouth so i couldn't see his face properly.

He then looked down at the floor and smirked, i followed his gaze and realised he was looking at one of my thongs that I had left here. He picked it up and streached it out before bringing it to his nose and took a long breath in.

What The Acutal Fuck?

The man dropped my thong and looked looked directly at the wardrobe before walking over. My breath hitched in my throat as I leaned back against the side holding the bat tighter in my grip as I heard him put his hand on the handle.