"You're in for a world of pain, terror, and illegal situations," Zayn warned.
"I don't care. I need to know."
"Don't say I didn't warn you," he sighed.
"Start from the beginning."
"Well, it all started when he killed his twin brother Marcel..."
Laila's POV
"Oh god he had a twin?! Why wasn't it mentioned in the reports I read?" I asked, quite shocked to say the least.
"He made Niall burn the reports. He was so ashamed that he killed his own brother and never wanted to be reminded of it. It was a very dark time for him," Zayn replied.
"But why would he do that? Did his family know?"
"They never found out. Marcel had always lived with Harry's aunt and uncle. Harry's mum didn't think she could handle two twins on her own and so Marcel was adopted by the aunt and uncle. She never spoke of him but Harry was searching for his birth certificate one day to apply for a passport since the gang was growing so rapidly. He grabbed the first one he saw and never realized it was Marcel's until the person clearing him for a passport mentioned that the birth certificate had a different name on it."
"So he found out on his own?"
"That's precisely what happened. Harry went off in search of Marcel and eventually, he found him. At first, he told me he just wanted to talk to him and find out if he knew about Harry but it got pretty messy after that."
"What happened?"
"Well Marcel wasn't exactly the golden boy and Harry found out first hand. He rarely saw his aunt and uncle, but they always hid Marcel when the rest of the family came to visit. When he told them he knew, they were pretty shocked but eventually pointed him in the direction of his twin."
"It must've been shocking for them time confirm Marcel actually existed," I sighed while rubbing my eyes.
"I bet it was. Harry happened to find him at the worst time possible, when he was sealing a deal."
"What kind of deal?"
"You're kidding, right?" Zayn snorted.
"A drug deal?"
"Not just any drug deal. Marcel had just landed the biggest deal of his life. He had just roped in the head of Camio. Camio was a huge distributing company that specifically distributed illegal dugs and chemical substances."
"Jaysus. Where was Marcel even getting all of this stuff?"
"He grew and cooked it."
"Shite. But how could he when he lived with his aunt and uncle? They definitely would have found out."
"He rented a house in the woods. Harry just happened to follow him back to it. After Marcel entered the house, Harry burst into it. It startled Marcel and so he reached for his gun. Harry shouted at him to stop but he didn't listen. Before he knew what he was doing, Harry had drawn his own and pulled the trigger."
"Oh my god. So he killed him just like that?"
"Just like that."
"But I thought Harry's first murder was later. He said he enjoyed it." I shuddered at the memory of reading that terrifying journal entry.
"He blocked it out. Tried to forget about it. I'm pretty sure he told himself it didn't count."
"So how did he get out of it? How did the aunt and uncle react?"
"As far as they know, Marcel moved out and fled the country. Harry can write pretty convincing letters."
"But Marcel was only, what? 16? How could they have just let him go?"
"They knew Marcel was dealing and they wanted nothing to do with it. If he was forgotten they wouldn't have to worry about his messes he left behind."
"So how did they find out Harry killed him?"
"They never found out Harry killed him, they thought the killer was John Waters."
"Harry's criminal identity."
"Exactly. Whenever his fingerprints were found at a crime scene, they registered as Waters. Since he joined the gang, he was given a second identity. It saved his ass more times than he could count."
"So what happened after that?"
"I'm surprised you're so eager to find out. Most people would be running for the hills by now," Zayn laughed.
"Well I've already heard a lot so I might as welll get the full story," I answered honestly.
"I guess that's good to know. Harry is gonna be back soon and if he finds me in here alone with you we'll both be dead."
"Yeah it's probably best if you go. But I'd like to know more about him."
"You'll learn more soon enough. Make sure Harry gets good rest before tomorrow he has a big fight he needs to prepare for," he said and walked out of the room.
Now that I know Harry killed his twin, the roughness of his childhood was starting to make more sense. It still put me off that I didn't know everything yet. I'm afraid that what I find out really will send me running for the hills.
The door slammed open causing me to jump slightly and Harry jogged into the room. Sweat was dripping from his forehead and his hair was slightly damp. He immediately discarded his shirt on the floor revealing his toned abdomen and yelled a quick "Hi love!" before heading into the bathroom.
After about 20 minutes he emerged again with a towel wrapped around his waist. He smiled at me when he saw me laying on the bed and walked over towards me.
"How was your workout?"
"Great, but not as good as the one I'm gonna give you," he smirked.
"Oh... Um, that's ok," I awkwardly replied causing him to grin.
"You haven't done it before, have you?"
"Well that's kind of personal information and I'd rather not-"
"So no," he grinned.
"Well no-"
"Say no more. I've got you covered love."
"Harry, I'm not-"
"Don't worry darling, the deal isn't going to be sealed tonight. But I can offer a small portion of what it would be like," he interrupted while standing right in front of me.
"I-I don't know-"
"It'll be alright love, I'm not going to hurt you," he said and lifted my chin up to look at him.
He pushed lightly at my shoulders causing me to lay down completely on the bed and crawled on top so he was hovering slightly above me. His head dipped down to meet my lips and his hand tugged lightly at my hair.
Warmth spread throughout me as his kisses descended down my front only to linger right above the waistband of my shorts. I felt my breaths becoming short and ragged the lower he went and he smirked, knowing the effect he had on me in the current state. His free hand carefully unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts while pulling them further down my body.
I flinched when I heard them drop onto the floor leaving me in my knickers. Harry chuckled deeply and tugged at the elastic band before slowly easing them off. No one had ever seen me like this and I was starting to feel slightly frightened.
"Don't worry about a thing love, I'll keep you safe," he rasped and began to lead a trail of kisses up to the most sensitive part of my body. I gasped when I felt his tongue flick my cl*t and gripped the sheets tightly while waves of pleasure shot through my veins.
He had me hooked, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get away.
Author's Note
Not gonna lie, that little steamy scene was not planned when writing this chapter haha. I was also a little nervous to post this chapter due to that so I hope it was good! I can't believe I have reached over 1k votes! Thank you so much!
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