"Where is my briefcase?" I ask while going through under my bed. It's empty. My laptop, my tracker and my briefcase all are gone.
"You need to-" I cut Harry off by yelling at him. "Where the fuck did you put away my briefcase?" I ask him, raising my voice.
"Calm down-" Harry raises his hand and rests them on my shoulder. I can't calm down. They don't make those expensive pills always. It's once in a month thing.
"I can't. Now tell me where are they?" I ask him, glaring right into his eyes. He gulps and says slowly, "They're under my bed."
I push him away, get down on my knees quickly and search under his bed. I find my briefcase, my laptop, and my tracker. I open my tracker quickly and check on it. The signals are showing perfectly. I open my laptop and quickly put in the password while watching it open. The password is correct and the laptop looks fine.
"Are you okay?" Harry asks. I shake my head in the negative and pull the briefcase on my lap. I open the briefcase and put my hand under my clothes for the boxes of pills.
My eyebrows furrow when I don't feel the boxes under the clothes. I frown and throw all the clothes away from the briefcase. It's empty.
I clench my jaw and turn my head towards Harry. "Where are my pills?" I ask him.
He furrows his eyebrows and asks me, "What pills?" I glare at him but his expression looks confused. Then he raises his eyebrows and asks, "Oh you mean your sleeping pills? I don't know. I just shifted your belongings under my bed to clear the room. I swear I didn't look through your things."
I drop my head in my hand and run my fingers through my hair. Why am I doubting Harry? He's the first person I trust. I can't go angry on him without any reason. "Sorry for doubting you," I mumble and look up at him.
He nods his head and looks away from me but doesn't say anything. A minute passes and he decided to ask, "Who hurt you?"
I get up on my feet and slump down in his bed. I play with my fingers and clear my throat. "I had to escape. I broke the rule of an assassin by getting into a relationship with you. And Thomas punished me with ending this assignment. I had to fight my way through here."
He nods his head and sits down beside me. "I'm sorry for the trouble I put you through." He says.
I shake my head. I take his hand in mine. "It's fine. It's just I can't stop worrying about you. I don't trust anyone near you."
He doesn't say anything. He just nods his head. He looks down at me before asking, "What are those pills?"
I freeze. I cross my legs on the bed and think of a reply. I can feel his unusual intense stare on me which is demanding answers. I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out.
"Say something." He takes my hand in his and strokes my knuckle softly.
"Uh...Harry..I'm not who you think I'm-"
I get cut off when someone knocks on the door. I look away from Harry and stare at the door. Harry gets up on his feet and opens the door.
Niall bursts in and shuts the door close before leaning his head on the door. His chest rising up and down rapidly and his breath out of control. "What happened?" Harry asks him. He gulps and walks to me before sitting on the bed in front of me.
"I got scared in the darkroom so I came up here. But I gotta tell you something," Niall says in between his breaths. Harry gives him a glass of water. Within a second, he finishes the whole glass of water and hands it back to Harry.
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Pills //HS (COMPLETED) ✔
Fanfiction"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips. "What about six months?" He asks, breakin...