Finding Him // h.s.

Chapter Twelve // Boss Business

~emma~
I walk into the kitchenette, tying my short strings tighter. Then I adjust my plaid pink shorts so they comfortably rest on my hips.

I almost scream when I see Harry and Zayn in my kitchen. They are both sitting down round the table, sipping on what looks like to be my red wine.

I smile over to Zayn who returns the friendly gesture. I then stomp over to Harry and drag him out of the kitchen. "What—Harry—this is my flat, you can't just invite people over without my permission.", I push his chest, although he doesn't budge, "And it's seven in the morning for the love of God, stop drinking my wine. Go home.".

He smirks and ruffles my hair before going back to Zayn. I groan, running my hands through my hair. Well if Zayn and Harry aren't going anywhere, might as well bring up the Cobras.

I adjust my light pink tank top, making sure my big boobs are covered up. Why me God, why was I born with these big balls of fat on my chest.

I take a deep breath and enter my kitchenette. Zayn and Harry don't seem to acknowledge me whilst they begin talking.

I evasdrop into their conversation whilst I make myself tea. "Do you know who shot you?", Zayn questions Harry.

"There was a couple of 'em.", Harry answers.

"How'd you find out?", Zayn takes a swig of the wine, leaning back into the chair.

"Connections from the Strip Club were the Boss goes to.", Harry says.

"Paradise?", Zayn rubs his temples, obviously stressed out.

"Yeah, Paradise. Well, a couple of the Cobras stoner customers leaked a plan about attacking Valley.", Harry grabs the wine bottle, drinking straight from it. Ew, please don't ever drink straight from my friggin bottle.

"Why?", I speak up. Damnit Emma, I scowl myself, it's obvious now that I've been listening to them. But for some reason I don't think they even care I know.

"We're millionaires.", Zayn turns toward me, taking a good long look at my body.

I get uncomfortable a fidget, "They want your money..?".

"Our money, our drugs, our weapons, our best men, our territory.", Harry adds.

I bite the inside of my cheek, half of me wants me to conquer the Cobras whilst the other half of me is scared to death to even get into this. I guess I'm doing this for Ciara, she's all I really had left.

"She wants to meet the Boss.", Harry tells Zayn making him raise his eyebrows.

"Well, that's what the little lady wants right?", Zayn stands up, "Let's give the girl what she wants.".

•••

Liam pulls up behind an old, dirty building. Zayn and Harry hop out of the fancy car and for some reason, look round like they're making sure the coast is clear. Liam puts the vehicle into park and nods to the two other men.

Louis helps me out of the car and we quickly walk round the building to the front.

Harry and Zayn exchange a few words with the bodyguard in front of the entrance. I don't pay attention, all I'm thinking about is what I'm getting myself into.

Suddenly, the bodyguard looks over toward us, briefly making eye contact with me before he bursts into laughter. "Her?", says the bodyguard, crossing his arms over his chest.

Harry nods, frowning at the bodyguard. What are they talking about..?

Finally, the bodyguard stops talking and were allowed to enter. As soon as Zayn cracks open the door, I can hear faint music.