CIA || Larry

8- Peace and war

Harry was joined by another boy. Dark skin, black and afro hair, a black suit and an intimidating look. It didn't take long for Smith to enter the room again as well "did he say the password?" He asked the man as he approached Harry.

The latter shook his head, hands behind his back "he didn't want to talk" he replied "can't we just hack the stupid computer?"

"We tried, but it doesn't work. You have a very secure computer, Agent Tomlinson," he said then looking at Louis.

He smiled and shrugged "I do what I can" he replied sarcastically, the hatred he was feeling at that moment was immense and he had no problem showing it.

"Your computer password, agent"

"Go fuck yourself, Agent."

The man then smiled and nodded "Sasha?" He then looked towards the third boy "will you take care of it?" He nodded and walked over to Louis, punching him in the face. Louis' head turned towards the direction of the punch, a red mark already appearing on his cheek.

"Julian!" Harry called him, approaching Agent Smith "You promised me you wouldn't touch him"

Louis laughed, turning up his nose so he could ease even just a little the pain he felt in his face "said the one who shot me" he whispered sarcastically.

"I said if he told us the password I wouldn't touch him, Harry" the man replied, tilting his head "he's part of the CIA, he's an agent, one of those who works for Liam. You don't want to back out, right?"

Harry gritted his teeth and shook his head "no, I don't want to"

"So what's the problem?"

The curly one closed his eyes and sat back in his place, shaking his head "I just- there's no problem" he replied with his head down.

Smith smiled and nodded "Very good then" he looked at Louis again, hands behind his back as always, it seems like a mania, apparently "the password, Mr Tomlinson"

"If Harry had access to my house, why did you wait so long to try and take that pendrive?" Louis asked instead, deciding not to answer the question. He already knew that he would be there for some time, taking a few minutes to ask questions himself wouldn't hurt anyone.

"There was one of our people watching over you," Harry replied, "he followed you wherever you went. It was too risky for me to look for the pen. If you saw me the entire plan would have just fell off. He tried to get in, but everytime there was a different allarm i had no idea it existsed. Though today, when I got into your house and you used the pin to disconnect temporary all the security systems and you didn't cover the pin while digiting it cause you trusted me, I finally understood how to have fully access to your house" 

"Of course, stupid me for not thinking of it and trusting you" Louis muttered, sighing and looking down "you know" he looked up again, returning it to the younger "if you didn't want to go on a date with me, all you had to do was tell me. Shoot me and lock me up in here seems a little exaggerated to me-"

"The password," Smith interrupted.

Louis looked at the man and shook his head "we both know very well that I won't tell you shit"

"Oh, yes, you will" laughed the man, approaching Louis and placing himself a few centimeters from his face, looking him in the eyes "I know exactly how to make you talk, and I know that you have been trained to resist under torture"

"Then why would you let him beat me if you know it won't accomplish anything?"

Smith smiled and leaned close to Louis' ear "because it's funny, and a person's screams are like my drug, Agent Tomlinson" he whispered, Louis got shivers hearing his tone so happy and calm when saying a sentence like that. Agent Smith moved away from his ear and took a few steps back "Sasha" he called the boy "he's all yours" he smiled smugly "Shall we go, Harry?" He then looked towards the younger, approaching the door.