Harry Styles' Personal Spy

Part 36

Ow. My head was throbbing with pain. I opened my eyes just a little. What the heck happened? Did I knock out or something? I noticed I was back in the hotel on my bed. Then I heard someone coming.

"Yes I hear you." I heard Harry coming closer.

I pretended to be asleep again and closed my eyes shut. I heard his footsteps come into the room.

"I just don't agree with what you're saying. I'm not going to do that." Harry says angry.

What's he talking about? I stayed quiet and didn't dare to move. I wanted to hear this conversation.

"I won't do that. It's not even like we're in a relationship. So why is it a problem?" Harry sounded irritated.

But the word relationship got me thinking....

"I don't care what the media thinks. They're just full of bull shit. Jennifer and I aren't in a relationship and even if we were I'd never do anything to lose her." Harry said defensively.

I felt my heart pound. Was Harry defending me? He could lose his job because of this. Well actually he can't but its the thought that counts. I felt my cheeks get red at the thought if Harry defending me. To let me keep my job. So I could be near him....

"I don't care what you think. Because it doesn't matter. I could replace you in a second." He paused while I heard mumbling on the other line. "No I can't replace Jennifer because she's irreplaceable and nobody compares to her." He hung up and say on the bed frustrated.

He covered his face with his large hands which roughly ran through his curls. Damn that was cute. I shut my eyes again when I felt Harry turn towards me and lean closer. I tried not to flinch at the close proximity.

"I won't let them take you away from me." His hot breath hit me giving me goosebumps as he whispered.

I felt him lean in closer and leave a warm kiss on my forehead making my heart flutter. He pulled away and got up to exit the room. When I heard him shut the door, I cautiously opened my eyes then sat up making my head throb even more making me groan in pain. All of the events that have been happening to me lately flooded through my mind making my head hurt even more.

Not only the struggles of being a secret agent but being a hormonal teenager wasn't in my favor either. But first I needed to figure out how I even got here?

Harry walked in a second later and looked taken aback when he saw me awake. "Um, Jen. When did you wake up?"

I yawned and stretched out. "Just now." I lied.

"Oh okay. So, how you feeling?" He asked sitting beside me on the edge of the bed.

"I'm fine. Just a little head ache. So how did I even get here?" I asked confused.

"Oh. Well, I, er, carried you here since you fell asleep." I could tell he felt embarrassed because he looked down with his curls shielding his redeeming face.

I reached out for his hand. "Thanks Harry. It seems like you've been taking more care of me than I have of you."

"It's all right." He looked up. "Just don't want anything happening to you."

I don't want anything happening to you.

"Thanks." I let go of his hand and stood up. "I'm going to take a shower but before I do, what's on the agenda for today?"

"We're catching a flight back to London tonight around 7." He replied still sitting on the bed.

"Alright. Any other plans before we leave the City?" I asked wondering what else he had in store.