Chapter 15

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--Harry's POV--
"No I know something is wrong and I don't like it." I say pacing Michael's living room.

"Well what do you want me to do?" He asks sipping his drink.

"I don't know but you're the only person I can think of to talk to about this." I sigh.

"Bring her here." He says.

"Here? It's to far from our house." I say.

"So?" He raises an eyebrow.

"She could get hurt on the way here." I say.

"It'll just get worse, bring her here." He says and I know I won't win this argument.

I groan and head home. I take my time, I don't need to rush anything.

*

"But, I don't want to go." Alex says.

"You need to, you don't have a choice." I tell her.

"Someone could hurt me." She looks terrified.

"I'll protect you." I say.

"How do I know that?" She asks.

"Come on Alex." I sigh pretending that she didn't just rip my heart from my chest.

I hold her arm as we head to Michael's. I get a few stares as I walk. I would fly but I don't want to freak out Alex.

"What is this place?" Alex asks once we get to the woods.

"This is Michael's house." I say and continue to walk.

"Oh, you've um, you've told me about him." She stutters.

"You okay?" I look down at her.

She does not speak, she simply nods and we continue to walk.

--Alex's POV--
I don't know what this place is but I don't like it. I noticed Harry's grip on my arm tighten as we reached Michael's house.

The door is opened by a boy. But by the looks of it it's not Michael. He must be some sort of servant. He had light brown hair that was curly almost like Harry. His eyes were a hazel color.

"It's Styles sir." The boy calls.

"Well don't just stand there. Let them in!" Michael yells scaring the boy.

But the boy quickly moves to allow us entrance. Harry lets go as Michael enters. His hair is black and red and he has a little bit of stubble. Though the one thing that stuck out was the piece of metal in his eyebrow.

"Hello Alex." He leans down to my height and the stench of vodka leaves his lips.

"Hi." I mutter.

"Juliet!" Michael yells causing me to jump.

"Yes dear?" A female voice responds sounding annoyed.

"Check her, see if something is wrong." He says.

"Ok, Alex come with me." She offers her hand.

I follow behind her but I don't take her hand. I do now know her, she could hurt me. She brings me to a bathroom.

"What happened here?" She almost immediately ask.

"My hand, oh I um- I broke some glass." I say.

"Well that's a really thick bandage, I'm going to check it out." She says almost as a warning.

She flinch as she begins to peel off the bandage. We soon came to find out that the bandage wasn't really that thick.

"Oh my-" I stare down at my hand.

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