The Unfinished Business (BOOK 2)

Chapter Twenty-Nine: "I don't even care that my d*ck is gonna get cut off"

Chapter 29: "I don't even care that my d*ck is gonna get cut off"

Amelia's P.O.V

"Melon-whore" I confirm as the code, if we're in trouble.

"Erm..no dipsh*t" says Harry slapping my head, making me growl at him. "I don't like melons"

"Mango-monkeys" I say, excitedly.

Harry gives me a look but then laughs, "I do like mangos... AND monkeys"

"It's done then" I say with a clap

"I didn't hurriedly wake you up for that you know." he grins

I cross my arms, "Yeah I got that from the three guys chasing us down the street. I'm telling you, I refuse to stay there anymore"

Harry chuckles, "Don't worry Jaws, after tonight you won't need to"

I lean forward, moving the piece of paper that is in his hands away from his face. "And what's happening tonight?" I say, eye-brows raised.

His eyes dance over my face for a moment, with a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. "Business" he smirks.

"Care to tell me?"

"Yeah I will" he pauses. "But we need to get out of this suicidal zone" he continues, grabbing the rucksack and dragging me up off the floor.

"Hey, watch it. I'm fragile!" I protest, which just makes him burst out laughing.

"Yeah right" he scoffs.

"God" I huff, "How are we even a couple? It's meant to be 'opposites attract' yet we're so f*cking similar"

Harry turns his head to me and gives a sarcastic smile, "That's probably why we're one love"

"No..BUT" I shout, "We can't agree on anything, we're so arrogant and stubborn so-"

"Shh, shh, shh" hushes Harry, crouching behind a bush. "Can you just zip it for a minute?"

I narrow my eyes at his head and he continues to peak up through the bush. "I hate you" I mouth.

Harry pulls me closer towards him so we're less visible.

"Why are they after us?" I whisper, "They have nothing to do with Bl-"

"It doesn't have to do with Blaze" cuts off Harry, "These men are like gangsters here. No-one and I mean no-one is allowed in this area but them"

"Maybe a compromise?" says a deep voice, which Harry and I know so very well.

"It can't be him" I breathe out, still not turning around. I don't know what to feel. I feel a whole rush of emotions. Am I happy that he's here? Annoyed that he didn't listen? Angry that I don't hear other familiar voices?

Harry finally swivels around and laughs. I slowly turn around, as I know exactly who it is.

"Couldn't wait could you?" grins Harry, as they pull each other into a man hug.

I smile but don't have enough guts to look him in the eyes.

"Please you know that you wouldn't be alone for that long"

"I wasn't alone". Harry pauses. "I was with this one"

And that's my cue to stop being such a wimp and actually get into a conversation. I stand up and take in his messy look.

"Carter" I breathe out as we automatically hug each other.

"I am so angry with you" he murmurs, "I f*cking hate you"