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11| Jealousy

 11.

~ H a r r y ~

"Is everything in the bag?" I asked the tattooed man who was in front of me. 

We were currently standing near the back door of the club he owned. He was kind of a businessman, owning many clubs in this area, all of them with money he made out of drugs and robberies. The place was full of criminals, whores and every kind of person one could imagine. It was a place where I could come and never be worried about getting arrested.

"Yeah... Everything is in there. Tell Leonard that I don't owe him anything now that we're done." he said, taking a sip from the drink that he had in his hand. I nodded my head.

"Alright, I gotta go now." I told him and made my way to leave, but he stopped me.

"What? You aren't going to stay? I have something special for you, if you want. Blonde with long legs." he said with a smirk on his face. 

I knew exactly what he was referring to, but I wasn't in the mood. Amelia was also alone with Louis. I just hoped he didn't fucking touch her.

"Maybe another time. I have something to take care of now." I said and he nodded his head.

"As you wish." was the last thing he said, then he left and walked towards the bar. 

I opened the door and went outside of the night club. I approached my car and got inside, placing the bag with the money and drugs on the passenger's seat. Then, I started the car and sped off. While on my way back I called Leonard to inform him that his job was done.

"I knew you would do it Harry. That's why you are one of my favourites." Leonard said on the other end of the line with his raspy voice.

"Yeah... I'll come tomorrow to bring you the bag." I said, focusing on the road as I went faster.

"Alright but this time, if you don't show up-" 

I cut him off.

"I'll come." I said, annoyed, and hung up. 

I parked the car outside the house and got out of it, taking the bag with me. I looked around just to make sure that no one was around, then walked to the front door. I unlocked it, got inside, and threw the bag on the floor. It was surprisingly quite and that scared me. Was Amelia alright? 

Why do you even care about her? my inner voice asked me. 

I didn't know myself.

I walked to her room and placed my hand on the doorknob, opening the door. The sight in front of me made me freeze in my spot. Louis and Amelia were sitting on the bed really close to each other, almost ready to kiss. I started boiling with anger as I looked at them. Was I jealous? No...no. I'd never be jealous of her. She had gotten on my nerves.

Louis started leaning in and that's when I snapped. I had to do something to stop them from... kissing. I cleared my throat and that caught their attention. They quickly pulled away and Amelia stood up, scared, as she realised that I was standing there. I looked at both of them and when I saw Louis' triumphant smirk, I tightened my grip on the doorknob, trying to control myself.

"Am I interrupting something?" I asked, feeling really angry.

  ~ A m e l i a ~

I was about to speak, but Louis was faster and didn't let me talk to Harry.

"In fact, Harry... Yes, you are interrupting something." Louis said as he stood up and walked towards Harry. Harry let go of the doorknob and took a step closer to Louis.