Love is War (Punk harry styles fic)

Chapter three...

A panicked feeling washed over my body and my hands started to shake. I took in a breath and picked up my phone and opened my messages. A mixed expression of excitement and fear filled me when I saw that it was from the new number. I opened it to read a very uncomfortable and creepy message. 

'Harry.'

The word sent chills down my back. It was his name. Yet how could I find such a simple thing such as a name seem so beautifully complex? Why would he tell me? Perhaps it means I somehow caught his attention too. If he's following me then that should make my part harder than anticipated. But at the same time, twice as exciting.

                                                                                 *Harry's P.O.V.*

"I'm telling you liam she was a fox." Louis said. 

I felt myself becoming annoyed as he went on and on about the girl from the cafe. Usually I wouldn't be apposed to talking about women with the lads but for some reason it didn't seem fitting about this girl. I've never had my mind so strung up on a girl before. I kept replaying our meeting at the cafe. How close I came to her. The smell of her perfume, the adorning color of her eyes that stood out so boldly from her soft skin. But all just as quickly torn away when i erased myself from her life, only to keep her safe from the danger I know. The name written on her necklace.
"Belle." A name perfectly fitting.
"What'd you say haz?"
I broke from my daze to find all the lads starring at me.
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"You were saying something...but I didn't quiet catch it." Liam said.
"Oh... well then it probably wasn't meant to be heard. Just be ready for tonight. Bring plenty of arms in case things get...messy." I stated
with a nod in assurance before getting up. I went upstairs to the third level to find Niall. He could help me keep an eye on her till I figure out why she seems so different from the others. I got to the tech room to find Niall sitting as anticipated, at his desk surrounded by computer screens.
"You're going to help me with something." I stated as I put down my phone onto his desk.
"Hello to you too."
"Oh, you're right . Where are my manners? Hello, I'm the boss here, now do your fucking job "
"Alright, alright. A please wouldn't kill you. What do you need this time?"
"I need you to track a number for me. And do some research for me."
He shook his head and took the phone. After plugging it in, he started to tap away at his keypad.
"Do I even want to ask what the story is behind this?" He asked.
"It doesn't concern you."
"Well actually right now it kinda-" he looked up at me and could instantly tell I wasn't amused or in the mood. A few moments past as he continued working away and I watched absolutely dumbfounded over his shoulder.
"It's a girl isn't it Harry?"
I gave him an annoyed glare. I don't really like people getting in my business. Especially my personal business.
"You can't get mad at me for wanting you to find somebody. If tools like Louis and Liam can do it then so can you. One day you'll put these one night adventures away and settle down."
"Look who's talking. I do believe you've brought home 9 girls just last week."
"So what. That's me. I'm not talking about me."
"Well sorry to crush your hopes but there won't be any girls for a very long time. Business is too good and I can't get distracted."
"I'd hardly call what we do business." He said while handing me back my phone.
"It's set like the others so you can track it and Yada Yada you get it." He turned his chair back around to face the screens.
"I'll need you to take a range  rover and keep an eye on her house."
"Why?"
"Because I said so. I don't want anything happening to this one. She's different."
"Oooh. Different." He said in a teasing sing song voice.
"Yeah. And you tell anybody, I'll kill you."