The Boy Next Door. (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 6

"Trying to kill you? What the fuck is going on Harry?" I put my head in my hands and cried.
He sat down next to me and sighed, our bodies touching slightly.
"I'm on the run." He said ever so quietly while fiddling with his fingers.
"Can you explain detail what exactly is going on please?" I looked at him with worried eyes, begging for a decent explanation.
He sat up straight, focusing his green eyes on mine.
"For about 2 years now, I've been on the run from the dark brotherhood. I was in it once, but I left. The reason that was because I got a contract to kill my friend.. And I didn't do it. How the dark brother hood works is when you join, you say an oath that bounds you to dedicate most of your life to the services it offers. They're Assassins, they kill people for money. Say if your best friend got shot by a person you knew and they passed away and you wanted to avenge them, you could contact the dark brother hood to murder the person that killed your best friend without the blood being on your hands. I joined it to avenge my brother who got beaten to death 6 years ago by some low life wankers outside a pub. I wanted to help demolish the scum from the planet."

I had no idea what to say. I didn't even know things like this existed.
"And they are after you because you declined a contract to kill your friend?"
"Yes.. when I ran away from them, they tracked me down and told me that if I didn't fufil the contract there would be consequences. But I ran off, and the consequences were them killing my best friend to fulfil the contract, and death for me. I've been on the run for 2 years, every month I'm in a new town in a new house with new neighbours.. Usually I'm lucky enough to get out without them being harmed, a few couples have lost their lives due to this mess but 2 days is a record. I don't know how they do it. I try my hardest to blend in with society as much as I can." His face was as pale as a ghost, and his breathing was heavy as he looked at me, his brown curls flicked to the side.
"You're the first person I've ever talked to about this.." Harry's put his face is his hands, the room was filled with silence for about 2 minutes until I finally brang myself to say something.
"We need to find my parents.." I couldn't keep the tears back, and in a moment I was crying. His head arose from his hands and he pulled me close to his chest and nestled his head in my hair. His large hands stroked up and down my back as i cried into his white shirt, my arms around his neck.
"I'm leaving tonight for a new town, and your coming with me." I looked up at him and he wiped one of the tears from my face.
"And i will do everything in my power to find your parents."

(Chapter 7 will be up soon! xx)