Smooth Criminal

XI

The car ride back with Harry was complete silence, it made me feel a little uncomfortable, his grip on the steering wheel was tight and his jaw were clenched the whole time.

"Did you love that job?" the words blurted out of my mouth and I mentally face palmed and patiently waited  for his answer which he took so long to reply.

"Yeah I did actually." He said dryly sounded like there is no problem in that when intact it's the worst thing someone can do!

"What even made you do this?" I asked again a bit too rudely and I could tell he notice because his eyebrows arched down and his nostrils flared.

"That's none of your damn business"

"None of my business?! you clearly want it to be my business if you practically kidnapped me and showed me all that"

"Don't flatter yourself kid! I just wanted to give you a little scare and by the way you're over reacting I guess it worked" he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"You're mad" I let out a sarcastic huff and looked the other direction.

"Being a mad man is a compliment compared to your horrid personality" he muttered but little did he know I heard him loud and clear.

"Stop the car!" I demanded but he just ignored me. "I said stop the god damn car, Harry!" I screamed and felt my body jolt forward as he slammed the breaks hard and unlocked the doors.
He didn't bother to look over at me instead just waited for me to get out which I did, making it a little dramatic.

I slammed the door shut and started walking away. I kept walking even though I didn't even know where we were and which direction my house was. A few minutes later Harry's car zoomed passed me. I can't believe he actually left me.

In anger I kicked the ground only to throw up dust. I looked up and noticed Harry his car on the side and get out.

"Grace get over here!!" He yelled but I used our distance as an advantage and pretend I didn't hear him.

"For fuck sakes Grace, come here!" His voice now getting closer so I turned the other way and picked up my paces but I was too slow because my arm was soon yanked back and I was furiously spun around.

"You're really starting to get on my nerves you know that." He growled.

"Dido" I muttered refusing to make eye contact.
He let out a deep breath of air and loosened his grip on me.

"Please just get in the car, Grace" 

"Like I said, I'm fine walking" I said before turning around and took a step before I was once again spun around but this time I bumped right into his hard chest.

"What the hell Harry!" I yelled whipping my head up to look him dead in the face but I noticed his angry expression turned warm and his eyes were locked on mine.

"You're cute when you're angry" he chuckled, is he serious? Just a second ago he was annoyed with me. Am I really that funny?

"Yeah whatever" I rolled my eyes turning my head to the side. I felt a soft touch on my chin as he gently moved my head to look at him again. His hand not leaving my face as the soft skin of his thumb grazed my jawline almost like he was tracing how prominent it was. His eyes now looking down at my pink shaky lips. His thumb stopped on my chin again this time pulling my face closer to his, close enough that our breaths were colliding together. His head moving closer to mine once more, now his lips brushing my cheeks moving up to my ear giving me a tickle sensation.

"Are you ready to listen to me now, love?" His husky voice softly whispered. And all in one swift motion he pulled away and intertwined our hands and started pulling me towards the car. Was this all apart of his trick to get me back in the car? How cruel could this guy get?

As he put me safely back into the car and about to slam the door shut but his phone suddenly started ringing. As he reach for it from his back pocket as also closed the door and then brought the phone to his ear.

"What?" He spoke calmly into the phone. That was all I heard him say before he started wandering further away from the car, one hand in his jeans pocket and the other loosely holding the phone to his ear. His long mop of curls bouncing a slight bit as he walked around kicking a few pebbles around as his mouth moved, hard to make out what he was saying.

As  I watched him have a long conversation with the person on he other line, his face goes blank and his body freezes in its spot. His blank expression then turns angry as his eyebrows farrow and his nostrils.

"What do you mean they're looking for me?!" He voice booms through the slits of the doors.

"Well make sure they are gone and completely out of fucking sight!" He paced around.

"I cant risk being caught again!" What is he talking about?

"Okay, I'm on my way" With that he hung up, shoved his phone into his back pocket and stormed over to the car.

He aggressively buckled his belt and stepped on the gas peddle making the car race down the empty road.

"Harry, what's wrong?" I asked hi calmly but really I was freaking out at how fast he was driving,my hands automatically gripped the sides on the seat.

"You'll find out when we get back to my flat" He told me. Really?! Why can he never tell me anything?! And what made him think I'm going to his house with him? This 'British lad' is really some work.

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A/N

Hi! I am so sorry I haven't updated in months! But hey at least I got another chapter up, I just procrastinate a lot plus I have really bad writers block. I never really end up finishing any of my stories but I will try my best to finish this one because of all the views getting on it, I already hit 1.1K!! Thank you so much guys! I'm proud of this story but I felt like I am making the chapters a little boring, I'll try to add more energy to the story but Harry's character is very mysterious and dry. Thank you to everyone who read this story! I will try my best to update very soon.

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