Angel's POV
I woke up in the theatre room, after having the best sleep of my life. A strong arm was wrapped around my waist, and I turned around to meet its owner. Harry was sleeping peacefully beside me. I yawned, and snuggled into him, to try get a few more minutes of sleep.
"Morning love." Harry's deep voice said.
"Morning Harry." I mumbled. He pecked me on the lips and I grinned.
"I'm going to go make breakfast." Harry said, standing up.
"No! Lie with me for five more minutes."
"But Angel, I have to go eat breakfast. We're both hungry."
"I'm not." I pouted. My stomach chose that second to let out a growl. Harry laughed and pecked my lips.
"Yes you are. Now go shower, while I cook."
"Fine." I huffed, before walking to my bag. I grabbed a pair of red skinny jeans, a white floaty top and my tan leather jacket and a pair of black ankle boots.I also picked up a towel from the cupboard in the hallway, and I headed towards the bathroom.
After a five minute shower I walked to the kitchen, expecting to see my boyfriend cooking breakfast. Instead, I saw my boyfriend sitting in a chair, eating cereal.
"I thought you were cooking?"
"No eggs or bacon." Harry pouted.
"Aw, poor baby."
"You're really mean. You know that right?"
"Yup!" I grinned, grabbing myself a spoon and eating some of Harry's cereal.
"Hey!"
"Hay is for horses Harry. We already went over this Harry." He pouted. And damn, was that adorable.
I lent over and kissed him, and he eagerly responded. But sadly humans need to breathe, so we pulled apart. I grinned at him and he returned my smile. I scooped another spoon of his cereal.
"So how long do we stay here?" he asked.
"We leave tomorrow. We need to keep running."
"Okay. Wait... I thought you brought a motorbike. Where will we put our stuff?" He asked.
"Hmm. Maybe we can buy a side car!"
"Angel, there is no way that I will sit in a side car."
"Fine." I pouted. "I'll trade my bike for a car."
"Okay!" Harry chirped. "I mean okay."
"Why are you so excited?"
"Well I kind of, maybe, sort of..."
"Harry..."
"I'mscaredofmotorbikes." He rushed. He actually looked quite frightened as he said it. I gave him a hug.
"We'll get a car. How about we do that today?"
"Okay. Do I have to come?"
"You can stay on one condition."
"What?"
"You keep a gun and my freeze ray with you."
"Okay."
"And you stay in the movie room all day."
"Oh. Why?"
"Because it's the only room with a locked door."
"Fine. When are you leaving?"
"Right now would be good." I said. Walking out of the room I grabbed my freeze ray and when I came back, I handed it to him. "Now go lock yourself up."
"Sir, yes, sir." He grinned cheekily. I slapped his arm and pecked his lips.
"Bye Harry."
Grabbing my keys, I walked out the door, and towards my motorbike. The drive to the auto shop was a good 15 minutes, so I put my helmet on and began to drive. As soon as I arrived I walked to the front desk to find a young girl, chewing on gum. She used her fake nails to type something on a computer.
"Hello?" I asked.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Um, to trade my bike in for a car?"
"Sorry, we only do motorized vehicles."
"It's a motorbike?"
"Oh. Okay. John! Some chick here wants to sell her motorbike!" The girl shrieked.
"Coming!" A male voice cried.
"Hi, so is this a sell, or a trade? A trade. My motorbike, and a fair amount of cash, for a new Black Toyota Prius please."
"Sure. we just need you to sign here please." He said, pulling out some paperwork. I made sure to sign the fine print, and then I signed in the places needed. The man pulled out a set of keys and handed them to me. In return I handed over my motorbike and a large wad of $50 bills.
"Pleasure doing business. I'll show you to your car." he lead me to the knew car and I drove of, arriving home in 15 minutes.
As soon as I got there, I realized something was wrong. Several of the plants that littered the front lawn were flattened and the door was open. I rushed inside, grabbing my pocket knife. Suddenly I was grabbed from behind. I kicked out and knocked my attacker to the ground, before whipping out my taser and electrocuted him.
I ran upstairs to where Harry was. The door was closed, and a large man stood in front of it. I ran up to him.
"What are you doing agent?" I snapped.
"Um, excuse me?"
"Mr Shive called me an hour ago. No-one is supposed to be guarding this door." Suddenly a shout of pain came from the room. "What's going on in there?"
"They are dealing with the little brat, Styles. Roughing him up a bit first. You know. Just so when the little girl ex-agent gets back she can see him, before we leave. Speaking of her, I need to check where she is." He whipped out a phone, and from what I could tell, was looking at the GPS. He must have connected the dots.
"Wait... There is no female agent on this case and it says that Angel is in the building." I tasered him and then burst into the room.
Harry was lying on the floor, bruised and battered, with tears streaming down his face. "Angel." He croaked.
I ran to him.
"Harry, baby, who did this to you?" I asked.
"Angel, be-behind you." he hissed in pain. Suddenly I was grabbed by my hair and yanked up.
"Ah, look, the little devil is back." The man hissed. I gasped as I recognized the voice. Mr Shive. He slapped me, and threw me across the room. "We've been tracking you Angel." He walked up to me and kicked me in the stomach. I groaned, and he kicked me in the side of my head.
"Get up little girl." I brought out my taser, and tried to zap him, but he grabbed it and electrocuted me. The last thing I saw was Harry being dragged out the door.
"Angel!" I heard. And then I was consumed by blackness.
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