Agents | hs (SLOW UPDATES)

11

(a/n: read my new book <3)

As I opened my eyes, I realised I was alone. Again. I groaned and stood up, steadying myself against the wall. I was so sick of these games. I just want to rewind and restart since the day my parents died. I had never even thought about what I would have changed, I've always been too caught up in my job. Maybe that's a good thing. Who knows. Who even cares.

I trudge forward, still without contact to Harry. I was starting to become worried. What if something has happened to Harry and I'm not there to help him? I shake the negative thoughts away and continue straight ahead.

I feel as though I am doing fine so far, until I turn the corner and see a familiar boy with curly hair and green eyes. I slap myself. I need to stop hallucinating. It's driving me insane.

But when the curly haired boy with his bandanna sprints towards me, and wraps me in a tight hug, I come back to my senses.

"HARRY!" I yell into his chest, and I feel him chuckle against me.

"Hey babe."

I break away from the hug and look up to him. "No."

He pretends to pout but I ignore him, too happy to get annoyed.

"So.. We still need to find a way out of this stupid maze or whatever it is." I remind him and he smirks before leaning to my ear.

"I've got that covered, but they can't know and they have cameras situated in almost every turn." He pulls away and I nod in confusion.

"Just follow my lead, ok?" He tells me and I agree quietly.

He takes me to a plain white wall, and without hesitation, pushes me right into it. I open my mouth to yell at him, but I don't have time as instead of hitting the wall, I go straight through it, and fall into a very familiar looking section. Harry appears right after me with a smug look on his face.

"Harry what the hell?" I exclaim and he shrugs,

"Found it when I was looking for you." He tells me and I get off the floor, "Anyway, the fact that we were in there makes no sense, I mean, what do they want with us?"

"Information?" I suggest and he shakes his head

"That's what I thought, but how would they know that we know anything?" He asks rhetorically and I agree with him, "But then I realised that the only man they know fore certain knows anything, Is Obama." 

My eyes widen in realization. "Shit, that was all a distraction!"

He nods, and we both begin to speed walk down the hallway. "We need to get Obama and his family the hell out of here."

"What about the citizens held in lock down?" I ask as we speed through the empty hallways 

"They're gone. Every single person is let out and the people that raided the white house in the first place have disappeared." He tells me as we near Obama's office. 

"Well they either got what they needed and left, or left out of frustration." I say and stop in my tracks as I see Obama's office. 

Bodyguards are scrawled over the floor, blood in patches around them, the office is completely trashed, and worse, not a sign of the president.

"I'm guessing they've got what they wanted." Harry said grimly and I cursed under my breath. This is exactly what we were meant to stop. 

"Well shit. We are going to have a pretty damn good cover story for all this." I exclaim and run a hand through my hair