fire | harry styles

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>> the prettiest face is just a mask<<

[ANGEL]

As my eyes flutter open I'm immediately awoken with a pain in my wrists. I look around the unfamiliar room, trying to remember what happened.

The room is quite large as I notice the wall in front of me is all glass giving me a perfect view of the New York skyline. In all my years of living here, I've never seen the city this beautiful in the morning. In front of the glass wall is a large, black desk adorned with office supplies. The rest of the room consists of a black, white and grey theme, very simple with not much furniture but still giving an intimidating vibe.

I find myself seated in one of the chairs in front of the desk and look down to see that my hands are now tied in front of me. I furrow my eyebrows as I hear two chuckles enter the air. I look up to find two large men standing in front me, Josh and Grayson. My eyes widen in fear as all the horrid memories from the night before come rushing into my mind.

"Well look who's finally awake..." this is the first time I've heard Grayson talk. His voice seemed a bit more husky compared to Josh's.

Before anything else is able to happen, I hear large footsteps approach the door behind me. My breathing starts to pick as I notice the smirk on Josh and Grayson's faces widen. I hear the door creak open behind me as I turn my head to meet a pair of green eyes.

He stops at the door and looks at me for a couple seconds, giving me a good chance to take in his appearance.

His brown, curly hair fell delicately down onto his shoulders. I couldn't help but think at how soft his hair must feel. His eyebrows were knitted together above those emerald green eyes, oh those eyes. Hypnotic is what they are. I lower my eyes to meet his plump, pink lips.

I catch myself from staring for too long and quickly look away when he closes the door and starts walking towards me. I turn back around in my seat but I'm still able to feel his gaze burn through me. When I tilt my head back up he's already standing behind his desk and still hasn't taken his deathly stare off of me. I part my lips as tears form and threaten to leave my eyes. Looks can be very deceiving.

He clears his throat causing Josh and Grayson to turn around and face him.

"What went wrong?" The green eyed man growled at the other two. Still I was able to make out his thick english accent. I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me jump a bit.

Josh and Grayson stiffened in place and give each other a look of hesitation before taking.

"Well... everything was going according to plan expect that missy over here saw what happened. Luckily I was able to stop her." Josh tried to sound confident but I don't think it worked as well as he would've wanted.

I thought to myself, Is this the man he called on the phone? ... Harry Styles? My palms were starting to get sweaty and I tried wiping them on my jeans.

Harry let out a sigh filled with frustration. He clenched his fists till his knuckles turned white. My eyes widen at the sight, I've never seen anyone this mad. He quickly dismissed both men so that it was now only the two of us left in the room. It was dead silent but I was convinced that he could hear how fast my heat was beating.

I looked back up for my eyes to meet his, wanting to get lost in them but I refused to. I had to act tough around him even though we both know I'm not. He slowly made his way around the desk to the front and leaned on it, never losing eye contact.

He broke the silence, "Name?" It was meant as a question but came out more like a command.

I gathered up the very little confidence I had left and answered, "Angel...Solis." My voice was softer than I had hoped. His face remained expressionless and I wasn't sure what to think. I didn't know anything about this man and now I'm tied up in front of him in his office within 24 hours.

He narrowed his eyes while pressing his lips into a fine line making me more worried about what he could be thinking. He soon parted his lips to speak but hesitated, searching for what to say.

"Do you know who I am? Angel?" A smirk formed along his lips as he said my name. I mentally cringed at his reaction.

I thought about his question. I had never heard his name before in my life nor have I seen him. I lightly shook my head as an answer, too scared that my voice would give up on me if I tried speaking.

His smirk disappeared and formed into a frown. "Use your words Angel." He emphasized each word through gritted teeth.

I sucked in a breath and gulped, "N-no" my voice was shaky like I had feared. I hated myself for looking weak in front of him. My answered had caused him to chuckle and look down at his shoes.

"Well, Angel, you saw something that you weren't supposed to and now I'll have to do something about it." His voice was and evil lingered in his tone.

He came closer to me, towering over me making me more nervous which I didn't think was possible at this point. He put his hands on the arm rests of the chair and brought his face closer, in front of mine. His eyes went slowly back and forth between my eyes and lips.

It took me a couple seconds to process what had just happened and realize that I had been holding in a breath. Now that his face was so close to mine I was able to see how flawless his skin is except for a small scar on his jawline.

My vision started to get slightly blurry from a couple years forming in my eyes. He slowly lifted his right hand from the arm rest and hovered it over my thigh. I looked down, fearful of what his hand might do. But his hand never made contact with my thigh. He hesitantly moved it away as he stood back up in front of me. If he was trying to scare me, he had succeeded.

"I'm not going to hurt you Angel." I sighed too soon. "Instead... I'm taking you away." He said casually.

My eyes widen.

"You're coming with me back to England."

A/N :

heyy guys!
it took me wayyy too long to update this chapter but tbh i didn't have much inspiration and i'm still not sure if i'm completely happy with it but oh whale.

leave me some comments and tell me what you think is gonna happen heheh

- n.a.