Sacrifices ☆H.S☆

9

Davina○

-"You really got the store closed for us to shop?"- I asked as we walked into the shop. "what exclusivity!"

-"Why your expression always sounds funny? in a good way tho"

-"Because they're in Spanish I just translate them in my mind and say it"

-"Mr. Styles?... Everything's ready, you just need to pick what you want, I'll keep it for you until you're ready to pay"- One of the store workers said to Harry, looking at her hands and slightly blushing. Not that I blame her, with his look that day.

-"Exclusivity"- I whispered in his ear making him chuckle.

-"So Mrs. Styles, it's all yours"- He said, offering me the entire shop with a movement of his hand. 

For three hours I got crazy choosing everything I needed and liked. Jeans, skirts, long ones, short ones, blouses, t-shirts, dresses, underwear, shoes, and more and more. Like heaven.

Harry as well got himself a lot, as he said he's not like other guys, taking everything and trying it on, the store workers sighing every time he came out of the changing room with a new outfit, and everything just looked so good on him, even women clothes.

-"ok let's go" - He said as I came out of the changing room, dressed whit new jeans and t-shirt.

-"ok, just let me pay"- I said, looking for my purse. 

-"I paid already"

-"Why? I was going to pay for my things, you don't have to, don't worry. Really"

-"I wanted to...-

-"But I also want to...-

-"Take it as payment for the goddamn trip to Hawaii you keep bragging about"

-"I just said it once"- I said rolling my eyes.

Even tho I could pay for all my stuff, the idea of payment for not being in a hot paradise but in this cold hell sounded good to my ears.

-"Thank you, let's go"- I finally said and started to walk out of the store while yelling "Thank you" to all of the workers inside it.

Harry walked behind me, both of us with our hand full of bags.

-"You're just like your father"- He said while putting the bags in the car.

-"How?"- I asked while doing the same.

-"You don't even look at the price"

-"You don't either"- I pointed out. He smiled, knowing the irony of his comment. 

-"He just shows how much he has, like "look at me"- He said, deciding to keep shitting on my dad. 

-"We used to look at the price tag before when I had to use the clothes that my older sister couldn't use anymore but we couldn't afford to throw them away, they bought her new clothes, and I inherited the already used ones"- I said with a pout, decided to make him feel bad about his comment. He looked at me almost concerned and I had to stop myself from smirking so bad. 

-"Styles"- an unknown voice got my attention. 

Harry's expression changed completely and his body tensed up. The change in his attitude made me tense up as well. Whoever was behind that voice was not good. And if he doesn't like it, me neither.

All of the sensors in my body screamed alert as the owners of the voice approached us.

-"Styles, nice to see you" - A middle-aged, tall man approached us, stretching his hand towards Harry for a handshake. Harry looked at his hand and then at his face, closing the car door with a hard slam and leaning to it with his arms crossed on his chest.

-"I differ from that"- He said as I walked to his side to look at the man in front of us. He was in his early forties and a malicious smile on his face didn't disappear since he arrived.

-"Oh come on, I just wanned to say hi to an old friend that's all... I couldn't contain the desire to greet you when I saw you accompanied by such beauty"- Harry's uncomfortable expression changed to a disgusted one and put his arm around my waist in a protective way getting me closer to his body.

-"You could have kept your desire to yourself"

-"You're so rude. But anyway...who is she, I think I've seen her before"

-"My wife"- Harry answered, starting to walk toward this guy.- "Stay away from u..."-

-"Harry"- I said grabbing his arm to make him notice the people around us.

At least 3 or 4 men surreptitiously walked toward us and looked around.

-"And you didn't invite me?"- The man said whit his hand on his chest.

-"We just invited important people"- I jumped in. Harry's hand squeezed mine and his teeth so clenched that I thought they would break.

-" And I'm not important?"

-"I don't even know who you are"

-"Oh! My manners... I'm Christopher Anderson, but you can call me Chris, nice to meet you"- He said reaching for a handshake that I, as Harry, ignored.

-"You trained her well"- He commented, Putting his attention back on Harry.

-"What do you want?" Harry stated carefully looking at the other men around, me as well doing so, taking in all of their movements.

-"What?"- Christopher said, looking at his men-"oh them?... they're just company"

-"Uhum"

-"Why do you never go out with security? That's the question, if you're gonna be in this type of situation I mean..."-

-"I think I can defend myself, I don't need anybody to do my job"- Harry stated.

-"You can call me lazy but why do something if someone else can do it for you?"

-"The satisfaction of knowing that you can do at least 1 thing right in your miserable life or getting rid of your inept, useless reputation...I don't know, maybe"- Harry answered, getting closer to his face while saying so. Chris's face turned into an angry one and the malicious smile appeared on Harry's face now.

-"I'm here, do it"- Harry said getting even closer to him and challenging him with his eyes. The mining of his words made me the one squeezing his hand but showing calm.-"Do it now, because if you don't kill me, I will kill you, and it won't be pretty"

The stare-off lasted a few seconds while I analyzed the possibilities for us if the battle started. His gun was in the car and I had literally nothing useful in my hands, and the anguish started to take over me. But I pushed it back, and letting go of Harry's hand started to get close to the car's front door in case I needed to take the gun.

Both of them just looked at each other with hate until Christopher looked away to his men and took a step back.

-"We'll solve this another time... we don't want to scare the girl"- his comment made me and Harry chuckle a little and Chris made his way out.

-"Get in the car"- Harry ordered me, but I stayed there watching Christopher get in his car. -"Now"

I got in the car and seconds later Harry did so. Quickly looking for his gun. Christopher's car was in the same place as if waiting for us to go first. Harry as well in front of the wheel but not starting the car, just looking through the rearview mirror, the grip on his gun tightening.

I placed my hand on him, trying to calm him down. The anger and fierceness in his eyes made me fear what could happen. I had never seen him like that, not even in our worst fights until now. But outside were 6 men and we were just two.