Baby, We're Fireproof

Chapter 11

Harrys Pov

"Harry," I'm sitting on the couch, my mothers voice interrupting the guy on the television. "we need to talk to you about last night."

I knew this would be coming.

"Harry what you did yesterday was completely unacceptable. I know I might sound harsh but you understand why, yes?" My mom says.

I dont say anything, just slightly nod my head.

"You need to understand just how serious this is. We're in the Mafia Harry. We are doing our best to not let anyone outside know who you are. But that doesn't mean the word couldn't have got out. There are so many ways people could find out about you. This world is a violent place, if anyone ever found out, you'd be a gorner." My dad says.

"I know dad, and I've always been careful. This was one mistake. Just one. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again."

My parents look at eachother because sighing. "A few hours before your mother called me about you being missing, we got a threat from the Amarican Mafia."

I gasp.

"I know. It was bad Harry, then you just went missing, I..." My farther started getting chocked up.

"What was the threat?" I ask hesitantly.

"They now about you. All of them. Any kind of contact between us could mean your death. That's why I'm here. To say g-goodbye. Not forever, just for a long time. Until everything is sorted out.

I gulp, tears gathering in my eyes.

"They know you exist Harry. But they don't know your name or any details besides that there's a Styles son. And we need to keep it that way."

I stare blankly at the kitchen counter, trying to process this. Fuck, this is bad. "So what are we gonna do?" I ask, trying not to panic.

"Tighten security, big time."

"Tighten it as in..?"

"Paul's gonna come stay with you guys for a while. You and your mom are going to stay here until we figure everything out, it isn't safe to be moving around. We've security checked the whole place and it's safe here, for now at least. Oh also, your gonna have a bodyguard at school."

"What, at school?" I frown. I understand that this is a massive issue, but how much of a douch am I gonna look having a bodyguard following me around?

"Yes. It's for your own safety. He's gonna be outside of your classes and watching over you. He'll keep his distance though so don't worry, he won't be breathing down your neck. Plus, he's around your age, so it won't look weird." I sigh in relief.

"Everything we're doing is for your own protection Harry." My mom says soothingly. "Promise me darling that you won't ever do what you did yesterday again, please." Her eyes go glassy, making my stomach twist with guilt.

"I promise mom, you know me. It's completely out of character, it won't ever happen again." I smile at them both.

"We trust you Harry, don't ever think we don't. It's the cruel world we can't trust, other Mafia's. They're ruthless, not caring about anyone. If they ever got their hands on you..." My farther shakes his head. "I don't even wanna think about it." He whispers, looking down.

I get up and hug them both, tearing up. "I promise, everything is gonna be okay, I'll be okay. I love you both"

They hug me back tight, whispering, "We love you to Harry."

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The next day at school was... interesting to say the least. I felt like I was being watched the whole day, which I was by this fucking bodyguard. I know it's necessary and don't wanna complain, but it's creepy and makes me feel weird.

Soon classes were over and I met up with the boys at the same table we sit at everyday.

"Hey guys." I smile and sit down.

"Hey man, how's things?" Liam asks me.

"Pretty good, pretty good. Nothing too exciting." Well that's a lie.

"Bro you'll never guess what happened today." Niall tells me and then goes on a long rant about how the girl he's had a crush on for ages asked for his number. I smiled while he rambled on about it, happy for him. Niall deserves it.

But while he's talking, I notice Louis staring intensely at me, his eyes boring into my skull. But his gaze wasn't a glare, it was kinda just... emotionless? And sometimes he would smile this little smile that would disappear anytime I stopped talking.

Now that's something new.

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Louis' Pov

I watch Harry as he talks to the boys, taking in the little things about him. Like how his eyebrows furrow when he's concentrating, or the way his nose scrunches up when he doesn't like something. But also the soft smile that adorns his plump cherry lips when he's happy, his cute bunny teeth showing. Or the way he holds his belly when he laughs his unique perfect laugh. And his giggle, don't even get me started on his giggle.

He's just... perfect. Like, in every way. There's just not one flaw about him. And no, I shouldn't be thinking about him like this. Appreciate his beauty, yes. But this morning when I woke up with a boner after having a wet dream about him is, definitely something completely else.

I think I'm falling for Harry, and I don't know if that's a good thing or bad.

He wouldn't ever wanna date someone like me, would he? We're polar opposites. But they do say opposites attract, don't they? I don't fucking know, all I know is this is bad.

I get interrupted from my thoughts by someone clearing their throat.

I look up to see a random guy, Josh I think his name was?, Standing by our table, and staring at Harry.

"Umm..hi."

"What are you doing here?" Zayn asks, getting stright to the point.

"Harry, that's your name right darling?" He asks looking at Harry. I feel myself get pissed at the nickname.

"Uhh yes, who are you?" Harry asks confused, yet still politely. See? No. A. Single. Flaw.

"Well, me and my mates were talking and basically your hot as fuck."

Everyone's eyes go wide, not expecting that.

"And we we're wondering if you wanna come sit with us, pet? You can even sit on our laps if you want." He smirks.

Harrys face goes red, but it's clear it's from embarrassment. He fidgets uncomfortably, struggling to find words. And then, I couldn't help myself.

"No, you fucking creep. Fuck off." I sneer at him. He glares at me.

"I wasn't fucking asking you dickhead."

I go to say something back but Harry interrupts me.

"No, I'm happy staying here thanks."

The guy's face turns angry. "If I ask you to come with me, you fucking come with me, okay?"

"Oi! Back the fuck up mate. He said he's not interested, now find someone else to be your slut." Niall tells him, face dark.

"Like I said, I wasn't fucking asking you." He looks at Harry. "Your coming with me." He grabs Harrys arm and pulls him to his feet. All I see is red.

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Thank you all for being so patient with our updates <3 hopefully we can get more chapters out soon. And for anyone reading my other a/b/o Larry story, updates will hopefully go back to normal schedule now I'm back from holidays :) love yas!
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