Danger, Love, and F.B.I

Chapter Thirteen - Intruders and Questioning.

*Ashley'sPOV*

I woke up to a huge thump coming from the living room.

I looked over to Harry and noticed he was still sound asleep. Good, he didn't hear it. I looked over at the clock and noticed it was 2:30 in the morning. What could possibly making a loud thump downstairs at 2:30 in the morning?

I had my suspicions and figured I should check it out, especially with what happened earlier today.

I slowly slipped out of Harry's hold. The moment I tried to stand was the moment I regretted even getting out of bed. I know it's different for everyone, but I guess my body couldn't handle last night's... events. I did my bet to hold it in and grabbed a pair of underwear from my suit car along with Harry's t-shirt and slipped it on, since it was up to my thighs I didn't bother getting any shorts.

Grabbing my gun I quietly opened the door and walked towards the stairs. My legs were practically shouting at me to stop walking, I never thought I'd be this sore.

I heard some glass falling on the ground and someone curse. This averted my attention from myself to the living room.  Ignoring the pain on my thighs, I quickly stepped into the kitchen pointing my gun at the intruder.

"FBI! Hands where I can see them!" I shouted pointing my gun at the shadow standing in front of me.

The shadow quickly jumped up and threw his hands in the air for me to see. I flicked the light on revealing Niall holding a glass of water in his hand.

"Niall, what the hell?!" I whispered.

I was actually relieved to see Niall standing there. I really didn't feel like getting into a fight while I'm like this.

"Me?! What's up with you and pointing a gun at me?!" He whisper-yelled.

I quickly lowered my gun and rolled my eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm the one that's suppose to protect you and make sure there's no one intruding the house. What's your excuse?" I teased.

"... I got hungry." He muttered.

"At 2:30 in the morning?" I asked a bit taken back.

Is this guy serious?

"Yeah, I eat a lot." He chuckled

"I can tell." I chuckled.

I immediately regretted laughing because the pain on my... lower area came back. I did my best to recover from it, especially since I didn't want Niall to know yet. Unfortunately, Niall took notice and scanned his eyes down the length of my body.

A big fat smirk appeared on his face.

"What?" I mumbled, avoiding his gaze.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

I sighed and knew I couldn't hide it. He's one of Harry's best friends, it's not like he's going to run out of the house and tell the world. I can trust him and I know that.

"A little sore." I sighed.

"Guess you had a little too much Harry, huh?" He laughed.

"Shut up Niall." I blushed, hiding my face in my hands.

"Hey, I'm just stating the facts, here." He chuckled as he placed the glass down the sink.

Suddenly the lights went out.

This isn't right, I'm more than sure Harry isn't behind on his light payment. We didn't get a call on any possible weather storms that could cause a power outage, so how could the lights have gone out.