Remedy (H.S.)

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Harry Styles

"Are you going to see him today?"Kennedy asked before taking a sip of her coffee. "Yeah. I'll ask him a few questions."

We were forced to return earlier from France because we had finally caught him! Noah Graham, the second name on my list, the person who had hurt my Alexa, was finally in the basement of my club.

We were currently in a café. I had skipped my morning duties because today she had an afternoon-night shift and I didn't want to spend the day without actually spending time with her. She had insisted on going out because according to her August 1st was an important day for some mysterious reason.

"Are you going to kill him?" There was bitterness in her voice but not because she didn't want me to hurt him. I couldn't tell what exactly she was thinking but I had a feeling that asking would be a terrible idea.

"That's the plan. Why? Do you want to talk to him?" She shook her head. "Nah. But can you do me a favour? Tell him to send my greetings to his brother."

For a moment I was confused because I was going to kill him and she knew it but then I remembered that his brother was also dead.

She was cruel but it was justified. Those two men had scarred her forever.

The bell on the door was heard. Just out of habit, I turned around only to see a young man entering. He was around twenty-one years old. His hair was brown just like his eyes. He was tall and slim but with a decent amount of muscles. He could easily be considered good-looking but...

There was something about him that caught my attention and it wasn't only the fact that he looked so familiar even this I was sure I had never seen him before. I doubt I would forget his face if I had come across him even once.

As he walked closer to take a seat on the table that was a few meters away from us I got the chance to see his face more clearly.

It was then that I realised that he looked exactly like him!

Holly fucking shit!

How could this be possible?

Kennedy may not have noticed him since she was too occupied playing with the towel paper but he definitely noticed her. His eyes didn't move from her for even one split second.

The way he was looking at her wasn't threatening but it wasn't flirty either. He didn't seem interested in her at all. At least in this way. Either way, his stare was intense.

Too intense.

He seemed to want something but I had no idea what exactly.

"Harry, are you listening to me?" I quickly turned my attention back to her and decided to ignore that man as long as all he did was stare but if he tried to even approach her I would remove his organs at that very moment.

"Sorry. What were you saying, my baby?" I gave her hand a soft squeeze. The tiniest smile appeared on her face and that made my heart beat faster than before. The effect that woman had on me was crazy and as the days passed I became more and more sure that I was madly in love with her.

"Dustin decided that he wanted to become a racer too. Lincoln will take him karting and I was thinking that maybe we could join them sometime and even try it too. Think about it. It can be fun!"

I didn't even need to think about it. If it would make her happy then I was up for it. Also, Dustin was a cool kid and I didn't mind spending time with him at all. He kinda reminded me of myself when I was his age, but he was a way more non-problematic version of me.