Pills //HS (COMPLETED) ✔

Ch-55 : The Guardian Angel 😇

"Someone fucking hacked my tracking device!" I start to create an outburst in the room. We are all sat on the floor with the tracker in the middle while surrounded by me, Harry, Niall, and Paul.

"How is this hacked?" Harry asks rubbing his chin.

"No. The question is, when and who hacked it?" Paul asks pushing his sunglasses further up his nose. He has a point.

Niall raises his finger to ask a question and we all look at him. "The big question is, why this guy is wearing sunglasses in the room?"

Paul looks at him and says in a bored tone, "Because I don't want to ruin my virgin eyes by looking at shit people like you." He focuses his attention back on the tracker.

"Burnnn." Harry mocks and swipes his thumb across his throat.

"Coccckk" Ken raises her head and snaps towards Niall.

Paul takes the tracker in his hand. He examines the edges by tapping those. He turns the tracker upside down and tries to remove a cover. He bites his lips in and slams the tracker on the floor.

"Oh my God!" Niall shrieks.

"Hey, why would you do that?" Harry asks.

I don't ask any questions rather look down at the now broken pieces of my tracker. Inside is another tracker that was controlling my device. I pick it up in my hand and look through it. It has some small circuit designed.

"That tracker was tracking you the whole time while showing you wrong signals." Paul points at the tracker in the hand. I nod my head and raise the tracker a bit away from me while examining it from far.

As I said, the circuit looked like it was in a design. And it is. All things start to get clear to me. It says NB.

"NB?" Paul is the first one to catch after me. I nod my head. It's nice to have someone intelligent when I'm surrounded by idiots all the time.

"Whose NB?" Niall asks, looking at me with a confused expression.

"The company Aiden used to work for," Harry says.

"But what has this to do with Aiden?" He asks shrugging his shoulder.

"Please go and make him understand. I need to discuss with Paul." I roll my eyes. Harry nods his head and walks over to his bed with Niall and whispers to him.

I turn to Paul and ask him, "You were here when I was gone. Right?" He nods his head.

"Who was here? Did they do something to Harry? Was he okay by himself? Did he have any trouble?" I bomber him with questions as trails of sweat start to form on my forehead. I can't bear Harry getting in any more trouble because of me. And the thought of someone getting here and taking my pills and hacking my tracker while I wasn't here and Harry was, really terrifies me.

"No. Nobody came here when I was here. And Harry is safe. I looked after him and stayed with him in every class, cafeteria and even when Louis wanted to talk privately with Harry." He says.

"What did they talk?" My eyes widen quickly.

"Nothing serious. Louis just asked Harry to be his girlfriend. And he agreed." Paul huffs and shakes his head.

"Oh. That has nothing to do with this. Anyway, are you sure no one was here?" I ask him.

"No. Cause, of course, someone was here. Yeah, I remember something." He says raising up his index finger.

"What?" I ask him.

"Your bags weren't here in the first place when I came here two days ago." He says. My mouth falls agape as I rub my forehead getting tensed. After I and Harry drifted off to sleep, someone actually came that night before Thomas and took my belongings. And I know Harry is a heavy sleeper and I don't expect him to sense anything. But I should have sensed it. And again, I woke up two days later! It's totally fucked up.