Chapter three

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*three weeks ago*

*Gena's P.O.V.*

"So when exactly are you going to let me go home?" Harry asked. "When Levvin stops targeting you." Mike said. "And when will that happen?" he asked. "I don't know, okay?" I snapped. it had been a week and a half since I'd met Harry, and every time I was near him I found myself feeling flustered. It being Mike was my best friend, I told him about it. After that he'd been very edgy around Harry, though he wouldn't say why. "Sorry, Gena." Harry said. "I know you're doing everything you can." my heart skipped a beat. Great. Not what I needed now. "It's fine, sorry I got irritated." I said. Mike gave me a wild look. I knew why. I, Gena Leanne Lauren, never apologized unless it was something extreme. Being irritated was not one of those things. Harry didn't notice that, but Mike sure did. Now my partner looked a little pissed, but again I didn't know why. Shocked? Sure. Made perfect sense. But angry? No. So what was Mike's deal? Harry was eyeing him suspiciously now, and you could cut the tension with a knife. "Harry, are you hungry?" I asked. He looked at me and nodded. "Let's go get some food then." I said. I turned back to Mike. "Coming?" I asked. He shook his head. "Well okay, we'll see you later Mike." I said. Harry and I walked towards the door. "Gena," Mike's voice stopped me. I looked at him. "Be careful." he warned. "I can handle Levvin." I snapped. Then I turned and walked out. Though I couldn't put my finger on it, I had and odd feeling about Mike. A feeling that told me it might not be John Levvin he was worried about.

It was Harry Styles.

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