Top Secret - Harry Styles Spy Story

Chapter 9

Hellooooo!

How did everyone like that last chapter? Did you like the stunt scene I added in? That scene was pretty hard, since I tried to make it thrilling and dramatic. I could definitely feel it writing it, especially in my head, it's just hard putting it in words.

Do you think Harry is slowly catching on to her big secret yet?

By the way, anyone who votes, NEEDS to comment, because I couldn't see anyone who voted, and I really want to give you the recognition you all deserve. Since you guys are so awesome.

I remember how big the Dark fanfic was because the author had such a great idea, and it was her own. I have never come across one like mine, so I figure mine is pretty unique in some way aha. I just hope that this fanfic will be big or as big as dark was and still is.

I'm really happy with how much this story has taken off in such a short amount of time, I am really grateful for that. Thank you soooooo much.

Much love,

Sarah!

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Harry's POV:

I had gotten back home with Helena, and holy crap this day was eventful. She and I had returned to out rooms a bit awkwardly after coming inside, and I could tell the boys were confused. I know I was.

Helena just saved my life, but it was like she knew she what was going on. She had pulled her phone out and said a bunch of words I had no time to register because I was in shock. I was too scared to make sure of anything at that moment.

Whatever she did, worked.

I know she told me her dad took her to training courses when she was 16, but for some reason, I feel like she isn't being completely honest with me.

No, no. Don't be dumb Harry, she is obviously telling you the truth. She has nothing to hide from you. I mean, she's been completely honest with you for the month that she's been here. You would know if she was lying.

I pace around my room, running my fingers through my hair. I walk back and forth, around and around. Just creating rutts inside my carpet.

Why am I so stressed?

Maybe I should try taking a nap.

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I wake up about three hours later, and I see that night has fallen through. My window is open, letting a small breeze through and making it a bit chilly in here.

The chilled air is comforting, since I'm all warm from being burried underneath the covers for three hours. I take my phone off of the charger and see my lock screen full of missed messages.

Helena<3: Hey, Harry are you alright?

Helena<3: I hope you're okay. I know you were pretty shaken up.

Helena<3: Please, tell me if you need anything tonight, I know what I did today might've scared you.

Helena<3: I'm sorry. :(

Lou: I see you've fallen asleep, dinner is in the fridge, the boys and I are out. Helena is home still, have fun you two. (;

I read through the messages Helena sent me and I smile, because I know she cares. She cares a little too much about everyone around her. That's what I noticed at least.

I hear a voice coming from across the hall.

Must be Helena.

I open my door quietly and walk across the hallway and stand next to her door. I listen quietly. I know I seem a little eavesdroppish, but I want to make sure she is okay too. She seems a little stressed.

"No! I am most certainly not doing that Jay."

"I barely even know him!"

What is she talking about? Talking to a friend?

"I have other people I want to, and have to be with. Isn't that part of the deal?'

"I realize I wasn't supposed to get attached! What was I supposed to do!? Act like he doesn't mean jack shit to me?"

"I will give you all the attitude I want, I am not using him to do that!"

Who is she talking about?

"You wanna know what Jay? I had to bust my ass and protect the one guy in my life, who has actually talked to me who wasn't forced. I could've lost him, and I realize you initiated the operation, but I did it all on my own. I wasn't going to lose him, and I don't plan on losing him, not now, not ever."

Me?

"Fine, but I swear to god if this messes everything up, I won't be happy and you can find someone else to do the job as well as me. Goodbye."

I hear her slam the phone onto her desk and her stomp around her room. She sighs out in stress and I am afraid to go in.

What job is she doing? Why is it part of a deal? What does she mean by operation? I want to ask, but she told me she'd tell me everything when she was emotionally ready.

Wait, only boy who talked to her without being forced?

Has she never even associated with a boy?

Am I the only one?

I turn around and stand in front of her door. After taking ten minutes to decide whether I wanted to see if she was okay or not.

I knock on her door and slowly open it.

I walk in quietly, and see that she is already sound asleep on her bed. Her covers are at the bottom of the bed, and she was asleep in her undergarments. I observed her peaceful body as it rose and fell to the rhythm of sleep. She looked so beautiful when she slept, that's why I loved sleeping next to her when I could.

I walked over and put the covers over her cold feeling body, and watched her snuggle up to them. I tucked her in and kissed her forehead, I saw her eyelashes flutter and watched a smile spread acoss her dainty lips.

I turned around and began to walk away when I felt a slight tug on my shirt.

I turned back to her, and saw her holding my shirt.

"Come sleep with me..please.." she whimpers.

I walk back to her, and take off my shirt and pants. Since I don't sleep with anything on, I figured I'd better leave my boxers on.

I lifted the covers and layed next to her. I placed my left arm under her and she wrapped her left arm around my neck and snuggled her face between my shoulder and chest. She's never slept with me life this, ever. Something must be bothering her tonight.

"Thank..you.." she whimpers once more.

I stroke her hair and run my fingers down her back, helping her fall back to sleep.

I want her.

I want her all, everything, I want her to be mine.

I just know it's not the right time for this.