Heated (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 28 (Part 1)

Heated - Chapter 28 (Part 1)

After driving around for a while with Harry, we finally stopped at our destination as we are now stood behind a big building.

I furrow my brow as I take in my surroundings and try to make out where exactly we are, but that's quite hard to do at night.

"Where are we?"

I question Harry as I unbuckle myself from the seat and look out in curiosity.

"The Museum Of Arts."

I look over at him in surprise as he flashes me a bright smile before leaning over his seat to take something.

"But isn't it only opened during the day?"

I watch as he takes out a camera and lets it dangle around his neck before opening the car door.

"It is."

My curiosity and skepticism was taking over as I watch Harry attentively and the thought kept lingering of what exactly he's planning on doing.

"Then why are we here now ?"

He turns to face me with a mutinous smile stuck to his face and I squint my eyes over at him as I listen carefully.

"We're breaking in."

"What?!" I yell out in complete horror and shock as my jaw is basically on the floor whilst Harry exits the car. I quickly get out of the car to run up to him as he was now stood in front of the car. "Harry, are you insane? You can't just break into a place like this! Do you know how many security this place has? We could go to jail if we get caught!"

Harry doesn't seem in the least scared about anything as he finds the back door and makes his way inside by picking the lock. I swear this lock picking is letting a million thoughts run through my head of who Harry really is.

I check to see if there's any camera's around whilst I chafe my arms because it was really cold outside.

"Well, aren't you coming?"

Harry questions me as I realize that he was already standing in between the doorway just waiting on me to follow in his illicit behavior.

"You're joking, right?"

"Do I look like I'm joking to you?"

He cocks his head to the side as he raises his brows and I squint my eyes over at him.

"I'm not going in there with you, Harry."

I stand my ground as I cross my arms over my chest in refusal and he seems amused as a shadow of a smile plays on his face.

"So you're seriously going to stand out here on your own?" He waits on my reply as I stay silent and show him that that's exactly what I'm going to do. No way am I going to jail because of Harry. "Suit yourself then," He shrugs at me. "Just look out for criminals, this is usually the time of night where they're lurking around just looking for victims."

"I'm not falling for that, Harry."

He's not going to try and manipulate me into going inside with him.

Nope, not me.

Just as I was ready to stay there all night, I take in my surroundings one more time and suddenly it became scary and my paranoia set in. Not to mention the words of Harry that kept on lingering inside of my head.