Chapter 9

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Addie's point of view

I woke up to a sudden contact of lips against my cheek. I was about to open my eyes, but I know better than to do that so I kept them closed. Who kissed my cheek? Just as the person backed away I got the scent of cologne and shampoo. I recognize that mixture of smells. Curiosity won me over and as the person backed away I opened one of my eyes and tried to focus on what was I front of me.

I almost gasped as I saw the person, 

Harry.

What is he doing here?

After that one question a whole bunch of other ones came to mind.

What was happening? What happened when I blacked out? Why wasn't I dead?

I closed my eyes quickly so Harry wouldn't see that I was awake. I heard the door open then close quietly. I opened my eyes saw that he left. As much as I wanted to stay in bed and not get up too any problems, I also needed to know what Harry and the rest were up too. 

I slid off the bed and silently followed Harry. As I followed him I kept count of which hallways I went through, whn Harry finally got to the place he was looking for he stopped outside the door. I hid behind a corner of a hallway. I observed too see what he was trying to do, it took me a while to find out but then I could tell by his movements that he was eavesdropping, who was inside? After about a minute he stopped and stood up straight and stepped inside the room. 

I ran silently to the door he entered through, and tried to eavesdrop the same way he was. But I couldn't, the room was completely silent. I jumped when I heard Harry's voice broke the silent.

"What's going on?"

"Boss we meant to tell you this earler but we were interrupted by the alarm." One of the twins said.

"What did you want to tell me?" Harry asked curiously. 

"Harry they're on their way here, they are coming for the girl." 

I almost fainted at what he said, but I stopped myself. I already blacked out two times, I can't have another distraction. I kept listening to their conversation but all I heard was something punching the wall. 

"Crap!" Harry yelled. But with his very heavy British accent it sounded more like crop. 

"Sir, what do want us to do?" Ivan asked. 

All I heard in response to Ivan was another punch in the wall. 

"Ivan you start the car, spence, jack take all the maps and gps's. Sky you bring as many guns as you can. I'll get Addison." Harry said in a confident voice. And that it was my cue to leave and go back to room. I ran through the hallways and entered my room. I slid back Into the bed and put the covers over me. Minutes later I heard Harry come in the door.

"Get up. It's time to go." Harry said to me from the door. But I didn't move, i pretended I was asleep. But Harry didn't let me stay in bed much longer, the next thing I know was that I was taken by waist and slouched  over his shoulders. Instantly I was my eyes were open I and I was 'awake'. 

"What do you think your doing?" I screamed at him.

"We're leaving." He responded.

I didn't say anything else, nothing else needed to be said. He didn't let go of me as he ran down the hallways with me dangling on his back. As he turned to make the last curve to the exit, he put me back in the ground. As I started to get my balance back I felt a sudden pressure put on my back throwing me forward. Seconds later I hear an enormous bang behind me. Harry acted a bit late,

"Get down!" He yelled.

I look back to see what just happened, only to find the prison crumbling to the ground. There was an explosion.

"ADDIE! Get down!" Harry screamed at me.

I ducked down and covered my head. The sky was raining parts of metal that were parts from the building. I got up to see where Harry was. I had so many questions like, why did Harry call me--

I was interrupted by an arm pushing me down to the ground, I tried to look up but there was so much dust from the building In the air that it stung to open my eyes. After what felt like forever the arm let go of me.

Harry, it was Harry. 

Why is he even wasting his breath on me? Why did he rescue me? 

I didn't have time to ask questions, Harry helped me up and put his arm around me in a protective way. He pulled me close too him as we ran to the van. We got inside, everybody else was already in there. Harry got in and stayed in the back with me and the twins. Harry didn't let go of me.

I could feel him breathing in and out. His warmth and respiration calmed my racing heart. I looked up to see the twins. They were obviously gettimg uncomfortable at our physical contact. As soon as Harry spotted them staring at us he took his arm off of me and moved next to spencer and Jackson. Leaving me on the opposite side from were he was sitting now. Coldness started to come back too me. I couldn't keep myself from shivering.  I closed my eyes as I hugged myself. Spencer's sudden movement made me jump, he  grabbed a blanket from under the seat and put it over my shoulders. I couldnt bring myself to say anything. As I started to look up at Harry's eyes the appearance of his hands made me stop. He had layers of bandages with blood seeping though them. I looked up to Harry's gaze with a slightly confused expression. He was looking at spencer and I thought I saw a hint of jealousy. But that couldn't be. He caught that I was observing him and quickly broke eye contact and moved to the front seat were Ivan and skylin sat. I was left with both boys, one that was suddenly very generous and the other one that kept giving me uncomfortable stares. I finally got the courage to speak up. 

"Who is after us?" I asked, making all the heads turn towards me. There was a long awkward silence until skylin decided to break it. 

"That is something for us to know, and for you to find out." And with that everybody broke the eye contact with me and continued on doing whatever they were doing. 

Why are they acting like this? And who were the people that tried to kill us?

I only sighed because I knew I wasn't going to get an answer out of these people. looked at the window from behind. There was a car, a black one. 

And it was following us. 
















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