Top Secret - Harry Styles Spy Story

Chapter 16

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Rosalia/Helena's POV:

I woke up the next morning with Harry by my side once more.

He's never left me the whole time I was here, and honestly that means the world to me.

The last time I was in a hospital.. I woke up to my aunt.

I woke up to find out my family was dead, find out that I was being moved across the country to be trained as a spy.

At first, I didn't want this life..

Once my aunt Giavanna convinced me that vengeance and revenge was my main priority, I decided to continue.

Training was hard, I had NO idea what the hell I was doing.

I was paired with agents who were previously with the agency before, but they were ages older than me.

I was a fourteen year old girl being trained with eighteen year olds.

I had to be trained in everything possible. Everything a spy needed to know and act out. It was mental torture, it's honestly worse than high school. I would love to go back to regular school, but the C.I.A. keeps me here.

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"It's almost time to leave Helena." Harry says.

"I know." I say sadly.

"Is something wrong?" Harry asks.

"Nothing is wrong, I'm just thinking." I say giving him a reassuring smile.

"Are you sure?" He asks.

"Yes, Harry." I smile.

"Alright." He says kissing my hand.

Harry stands up, and he grabs my bag from the floor. He walks over and says "I bought you some clothing. Go put it on, and I'll wait out here. Then we can go. Okay?"

"You bought me clothes?" I ask.

"Yes, I picked up on your style, so I thought you'd appreciate some new clothes." Harry says.

"T-thank you." I say dumbfounded.

Once the nurse comes in and takes out all of my needles and machines that were attached to me, she helped me walk around the hospital for a few minutes.

After that, my doctor came in to give me some medication. He also slipped me a paper of a well known psychologist and therapist, considering my recent events.

I don't need all those things, except the medicine. I've been through a lot more than being drugged..and raped.

Well not raped.

I'll just deal with that when I'm alone, not when I'm with Harry or the boys.

After I signed a few papers, I was able to leave.

Harry gave me my bag, and kisses my cheek gently. It made me blush, but since I had bruises on my face it hurt to smile a lot.

"I'll go get changed." I say.

"See you when you get out." He says walking outside the room.

I opened the door to the bathroom, and walk in slowly.

I strip off my hospital gown. I brush out my hair, and braid it down the side.

I took a look at myself, and look at the bruises all over my body. I frown, and brush it off.

I grab the clothes out of the duffle bag he gave me. I pulled out a short floral dress, along with white wedges.

I gawked at the beautiful outfit he had bought me.

Harry also remembered my make up. He is so good to me.

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I was just about ready to open the bathroom door to leave and I came across something sticking out from the side of the door frame.

It was a note.

"Don't worry precious. I'll find you again, and put you back in a coma. Then I'll do the same to your little fake boyfriend.

Then, I'll move to the rest of your friends and do to them, what I did to your parents."

I ripped the note up into a thousand pieces and threw it into the waste bin.

I wrote in pink lipstick on the mirror,

"Try Me."

Then I left the room.

I walked out the lobby, where Harry was patiently waiting for me.

I greeted him with a hug and a smile, he kissed my forehead and then my hand. He took the bag from me and threw it over his shoulder.

"Everything okay?" He asks.

"Yes, Harry. I told you, I'm fine." I say kissing his cheek.

"Let's go home." He says lacing his fingers with mine.

I smile and nuzzle into him as we walk to the parking garage. I could hear my heels clicking against the polished floor. Creating a rhythm.

I couldn't help but feel, Harry and I weren't alone in this dark parking garage..

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