Annie's Hitman (Harry Styles)

Pope

" Adam open the fucking door and I won't touch a hair on your precious fucking family! Its your fucking choice don't make the wrong one again! " Harry growled, screaming at the man who owed his boss a numerous amount of unpayed money and banging on the locked door that had Adam and his family behind it. Screams were filling the house and cries of the man who pleaded for mercy's wife.

"Please just give me some more time! I just need some time Please!" Adam yelled back, though it was too late when the door was kicked opened by one of the best in this malicious business.

Harry wasted no time to get down to business and the shaky, bulky man was grabbed by his blue blouse and banged against the wall, knocking down a couple of family pictures as his gun pressed under Adam's mouth the room going silent.

"Where is the damn money?" Harry's jaw clenched, looking the man dead in the eye as he spoke, the cries erupted again, catching Harry's attention. He slowly turned to get a good look at the man's wife who held on to her daughter that looked just about his age, clenching on to her and holding her behind her. " Must be disappointing to have an ass for a father huh?" Harry smirked at the terrified girl and the man clenched on Harry's tux. "K-kill me But please d-don't hurt them I'm begging you." Harry looked back at the man, nothing but disgust showing upon his face. " You're just gonna have to hope they forgive you for this." Harry spoke in a raspy tone, tugging the man's blouse towards him and back hard against the wall, pointing the gun right at his wife and pulling the trigger just like that.

Once again, he loaded his gun and turned towards Adam ,who was in shock that the Hitman actually did what he told him he would. Eye to eye with Adam, his daughter screamed and the trigger was pulled again, with no pity held in Harry's eyes nor any sympathy for his daughter.

The poor girl sniveled and whimpered as she held her mothers body, her blonde hair covering her face and blue eyes drentched with tears. Harry came closer, standing next to her and slowly tucking his gun into his blazer, watching her weep before he slowly put his hand on her back. "DON'T TOUCH ME! GET AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed, quickly moving away and standing tall, swinging her hand to his face that he quickly gripped. His softened face quickly turned to anger and he gripped her wrist hard, looking down at her and towering above her. She tried taking a few steps back, but he only pulled her back, her eyes meeting his green fierce ones.

"You are going to pack your things; burn this house and leave your parents here. It was an accident and you were out at the pub. Your going to forget about me and if non of this is done, don't think I wont be back for you. " He winked at her and let go of her shaking hand, causing her to whimper and freeze when he came ever closer, hovering his lips over her cheek and smirking at her reaction. Her fists were clenching and her tears had stopped for the slightest moment, gulping down as he wiped her cheek and left a kiss that she knew to never forget, patting her shoulder and leaving the girl to grieve over being alive with dead parents by her feet that she had to now burn.

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Harry's Pov:

I rested my back against the door of my new car that Pope had bought for me and waited for Jake in the small alley with my money and keys to my new treat that my new boss still had to offer. Somehow he seemed to treat me too well and I was not sure if it was only an American thing or because Daniel probably told him a lot of good things, at least I hope. I did not really care, I was not complaining for sure and I loved it here already.

The only thing that really bothered me was that I could not call Pope, see pope, or even know what damn sex..it is. All that will happen is that he would call me if he needed anything or to see if I had done what he asked, and I smiled to myself when my phone rang.

"Harry, dude! How are ya?!" the cheery robot like voice said from the other end and I laughed, considering it was the first time I am speaking to him. I've only been here a week and he already had me working. So much for a first trip to America.

" Is it done?" Pope sounded rather more serious now and I knew he was smiling, as if he knew that a black Chevrolet had just pulled up next to me. " Idiot got his wife killed, which is something to grieve about considering she was a babe, and his daughter has to do a little thing for me. No biggie." I licked my lips and he, as I assumed him to be a man, clapped through the other end and chuckled. "Alright styles your in for a treat; spend your money wisely and oh.. I hope you like your new apartment." with that, Pope hung up and I put my phone back into my blazer, keeping my hand there to lightly hold my gun as a man that I assumed to be Jake stepped out of the car with a small suit case and keys.

I looked over at Jake who also wore a pair of shades and a friendly smile at me. "Annie Weston. Pope expects you to go slow with this one, make it brutal. You have three months." with that Jake stepped back and into the car, leaving me there with a name that I tried to memorize. Annie Weston..

I Fiddled with my pair of keys till I found the right one and unlocked the door to my new apartment, that nearly took my breath away. Nice modern furniture and one hell of a view. I was starting to like pope a lot more now as I explored the large apartment that held one large room, and a separate study that I'll be doing most of my research in. With that I wanted to waste no time and make these three months worth it for me. I stripped off my trench coat and threw the small suitcase of money to the side of my bed, ruffling my hair, and grabbing a beer before turning to my laptop.

Time to find out who this little "Annie" is.

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