Two can't keep a secret.

old friends.

Harry’s POV;

It’s been a week since she started here and a week since I found out who her family is, well was. Finding out that she was adopted and her biological father was my boss isn’t very comforting, he killed her adopted parents along with Brooke’s parents and anyone she was close to except Brooke; which is strange but I never looked into it. My main concern is Emelia, I’ve been keeping an eye on her around school and I’m glad that she and Niall are friends because I know he won’t let anything happen to her. But there’s an hour each day where she disappears and I can never seem to find her, I don’t want to pester Niall about it because I’m sure he will tell Emelia that I have been asking about her.

I woke up at 6:30AM from my fucking annoying alarm. I can hear no movement in the house which means Niall and Liam are asleep still and they need waking up and I know a good way of doing that. I chucked the covers off my practically bare body and sat up, carelessly swinging my long legs off the side of the bed and standing up stretching my arms above my head and yawning. I went to my draws and pulled out a pair of sweaters and put them on, I looked into the mirror and my hair was dishevelled but oh well. I walked out of my room and down the stairs, I was just about to go to the kitchen when I saw a shadow walk past the living room. It’s too quiet to be the lads so I cautiously walked into the living room but there was no one there, I went to walk back out but there was something on the table. I walked up to it and it was an English penny on top of a folded piece of paper, I picked up the paper and opened it.

 See you soon lads, M.

Fuck, either Michael’s back or there’s someone fucking with us who knows who Michael is but either way it won’t end well!

“Harry! You’re awake early.” Said a yawning Liam from behind me, I turned and help up the note to him he took it and I saw his eyes widen while reading it. “Where was this?” He asked with his eyebrows furrowed and his jaw clenched.

“I found it on the coffee table but whoever the fuck put it there was here just a minute ago!” I replied crossing my arms over my chest.

“Have you stayed away from Emelia?!” He questioned with his eyebrow raised.

“Have you stayed away from Brooke?!” I barked back, by the way his jaw clenched and he avoided eye contact with me means he hasn’t even though I know that he’s with her most of the time. “Exactly, at least I stayed away from her and not been attached to her by the fucking hip! At least I stayed away from Emelia! Do you know how hard that is?!” I snapped through my teeth while stepping towards him with my fists clenched.

“Don’t even start this Harry! You’ve known her for a week and you’ve only really spoke to her one day! You’re probably going to get in her knickers then dump her like you do to every girl!” he fired back, who the fuck does he think he is? He knows fucking nothing. I stepped closer to him with barley any space between us. My eyes narrowed at him and jaw tightly clenched, my hands by my side and my fist clenched so hard my knuckles were turning white.

“What the fuck did you just say?” I said through my teeth, my nose flared in anger and my chest rising up and down rapidly.

“whoa, whoa, whoa! Lads calm down!” Niall said nervously laughing while coming up to us, looking from Liam to me with a confused face and he brows furrowed together. “what’s going-“ He started to say but a glass smashing came from the kitchen, all of us turned our gazes to the direction of the noise. Niall slowly started to walk into the kitchen and Liam followed behind I heard something outside so I went to the front window and saw a black BMW sat outside the house with tinted windows.

“HARRY!!” Liam’s voice echoed through the house, my head snapped to his voice and I ran to the kitchen. I stopped dead when I saw it – him – Jack.