Danger, Love, and F.B.I

Chapter Eight - Bursting with fear.

Ashley Brooks.

I woke up to the bright sun shinning through Harry's window.

When I to realize Harry's warmth was no longer next to me, I sprung out of the bed and looked around the room for him.

"Morgan, Harry is missing!!" I shouted running down the stairs.

My heart pumped, loudly, in my chest. I was so worried, what if Matt took him while I was asleep? I failed Harry and now he could be in danger.

"Ashley calm dow-

"Calm down!? The person we're suppose to be protecting is missing, how can you tell me to calm down?!" I shouted irritated at how calm Morgan was.

After the incident that happened yesterday, you would think I'd make sure the place was secure and I'd stay more a alert. Obviously, my stupid heart got in the way of that and allowed me to let my guard down. Now Harry could possibly be in danger because of my carelessness.

"Harry is missing and I'm going after the bastard that has him!" I shouted walking towards the front door.

As soon as I walked out, I noticed Harry signing autographs to screaming fans.

"Ashley, what's wrong?" he asked facing me.

"Oh Harry, you scared me!" I shouted bringing him into an embrace.

I realized I made a mistake hugging him in front of all these fans and paparazzi. I got worried at first, but the worry went away when Harry wrapped his arms around me.

"I didn't know where you were and I thought Matt had come and taken you back and I thought I lost you." I whispered into his ear still in an embrace.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just thought you should have some rest for a while, so I didn't wake you." He explained hugging me really tight.

As relieved as I was, I knew he shouldn't be outside alone... I'll have to get after Morgan for allowing that, but that's not the point. I have to make sure he understand he can't be doing these things.

"It's okay, just be carful. Matt could be anywhere." I whispered into his ear before pecking it.

"Harry, who's that?" asked the paps.

Both Harry and I turned to face the man who looked about in his late thirties.

"This is my-

"I'm Harry's body guard. Now please step back." I said acting stern.

"I don't think body guards can hug the person they're protectig." chuckled another pap.

"She is if she was worried about him. She's only doing her job!" a fan shouted angrily.

I liked how the fans would defend their idol at any cost. It made me feel like we could trust them to take care of the boys when someone would bad mouth them.

"At least I don't stalk celebrities for a living, I protect them." I scowled.

These guys are always causing trouble. I remember Parker had to deal with three of these guys that wouldn't stop following Zac Efron. Obviously, I wanted to help one of Hollywood's most beautiful men, but I wasn't able to. Still, these paparazzi can't be trusted.

"I think she's a girlfriend." smirked another pap.

"Please, everyone knows I'm not his girlfriend." I snapped.

"So what? You don't think Harry is handsome?" asked the pap.

I knew they were only trying to rile me up, especially since they had their cameras ready for any sort of reaction I could possibly give. I just have to make sure to put my agent face on and prevent them from seeing through me.