Animal I have become (Harry Styles)

Chapter nine

Harry's POV

 "If we get out of here alive you owe me some fucking explanation, boss." I sarcastically said the last word turning to face Primrose, before shooting another man in the heart, using my very last bullet.

"Not if, when. We'll make it out alive, trust me." She said shooting something, or someone right behind me, using her last bullet as well.

-2 hours earlier-

I've always loved Sundays. But not this one, definitely not this one. I've been having a hard time trying to decide if I should tell Chris or not my theory about Primrose's parents' death. I could be wrong, after all, it was just a theory.

Also, I couldn't stop thinking about how wrong I've been. I can't believe, even thought I found out, that Niklaus is the true leader of The Wolfs. How am I supposed to become part of the fucking gang if he's in charge? The man can't stand me and I can't stand him. This is even more complicated that I first thought. Maybe if I buy him ice cream he'll stop being a dick? Nah, I don't think that would work.

In the past two days I've been thinking about the whole saving thing. Who the fuck were those men? Well, they definitely worked for someone, most likely for Luke Marshall. But did I really kill them? And why the hell did Niklaus and Primrose let their guards down, they're supposed to be fucking gang leaders? 

"Fuck it." I said to no one while getting off the couch. I was about to make a big cup of coffee when my phone started ringing. 

"This is Patrick." I said into the phone imitating the cartoon's voice.

"I'm really doubting my decision of hiring you right now, Patrick." said the voice on the other end.

"Primrose, h-hi." I awkwardly said recognizing her voice.

"Hi." she laughed  "Listen, I know it's Sunday, but I really need to get somewhere and Nik isn't answering his phone. Could you pick me up?" she hopefully asked.

"Yeah, sure. Where?" I asked her.

"I'm in front of the LP." she said.

"I'll be there in  ten minutes." I said ending the call after hearing a soft "bye". On my way out I saw the gun Niklaus gave me on the counter.

"Hmm," I said picking it up and taking it with me. Ten minutes later I was in front of the LP.

"You're fast." she said as soon as I got out of the car. She was dressed in a grey t-shirt, some black skinny jeans and a pair of white Nike air force. Who would have thought Primrose Lancas didn't own only expansive dresses and heels?

"You car is fast." I said opening the door for her, making her smile. "Now, where to?"

"To the old parking lot next to the abandoned brick factory. Nik's car broke while he was passing the factory and he forgot some important documents there." she explained. "So, were you enjoying your Sunday before I called?" Primrose asked out of curiosity.

"Well, I was making coffee and thinking about life's mysteries if that's what you're asking," I said making her laugh.

"How would have thought Patrick was such a philosopher?" 

"Ha ha, very funny," I said trying to fight a smile. "We're here." I said getting out and opening the Range Rover's door for her. "What's his car?" I asked looking around. Every single car looked way too old to be Niklaus'.

"It's a white Lamborghini Aventador. I think I saw it, come on." she said making her way past the old trucks. 

"Are you sure it's here, because I don't really-" I started said before she silenced me by putting her hand over my chest, still with her back facing me. "What-"