Taking the Wrong, But Right Risk (1D fanfic)

Chapter 16

*Chapter 16

*Charlie's POV* 

We decided on staying at a small, unknown hotel on the other side of London. Harry and I were sitting ont the bed, idian style, facing each other.

'Harry, we need to talk," I said breaking the silence.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I need to leave," I said quitely.

"No you don't. We can sort this out. I can help you!" Harry pleaded, grabbing my hand and not letting go.

"You can't help me. If you get caught up in all of this, your future, Niall's future, Zayn's future, Liam's future, Louis' future and the band's future will be destroyed and you know that."

"I just want to help."

"You can help. You can tell Simon and everbody that I've decided to go a different way in life. You tell them that I left for a while. You can cover this mess up and make sure that they don't find out. Right now, that is what you can do for me," I said before leaning in and kissing him.

"How long will you be gone?" He asked.

"I wish I knew.... Harry there is something that I have to tell you," I said moving closer to him.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I.. Nick and Sam aren't regular boxers. They work under cover for the cops and they're trying to bring down a ring a fight clubs that are linked to much worse crimes. When the boys told me this, they gave me the option to have my memory wiped, or join them. I chose to help them and the police agents and detectives. I know this sounds crazy, but please believe me. After I stopped fighting in the ring they told me I was done, but now that this has come up, I've got to go. It'll be keeping you safe. I promise that you won't be hurt and neither will the other boys. Tomorrow, we're going back and I've got to pack some stuff before I leave," I sighed after explaining everything.

"So that's why you were so heart broken about being kicked out? Because all along you were helping, not being outrageous, but your family couldn't know," Harry said. I nodded and he gave me a huge hug.

"Harry.. what ever happens.. I want you to know that I love you."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

Before I could answer my phone started to ring. I looked down and I recognized Sam's number. I knew it had to do with today's events.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Charlie. It's Sam. I heard what happened today. Are you alright?" He asked through the phone. I got off of the bed and walked towards the window.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"Is Harry alright?" he asked.

"Yes, he's fine, too."

"Where was your gun?" Sam questioned. I turned around and saw Harry behind me standing wide eyed. I figured he heard what Sam asked.

"I gave it back to you. I think I'll be needing it after today. Are you and Nick joining me again?"

"I suppose we will. For old times sake, I guess. I'll pick you up tomorrow so you can get a car from head quarters. See you at 10 AM sharp," Sam said before hanging up. I turned around to face Harry.

"I'm sorry, but the fact that you have a gun is really sexy," Harry said winking. I tried to smile, but failed, knowing that I would be leaving tomorrow.

"I can't believe this is happening. Things have been so great lately. I've started a promising future in music, I got a great boyfriend, and my life was finally starting to turn around," I said sitting down on the edge of the bed. "What happens if I don't make it back? What if I get shot again, but you're not there to save me. What if-"