AN: hi! I really hope you're enjoying Heist. We're only two chapters in now but I decided that a book without authors notes just isn't what I'm going for so here we are. Anyway I thought it would be fun to put songs before each chapter so you'll be seeing that. Thanks again, and without further ado I give you the songs for chapter two, drumroll please,
Runaway by Ed Sheeran, and Gold Rush by Ed Sheeran as well :) I hope you like it - Katie
Harry's POV
Flashback
God was she beautiful. I was Eleven and didn't know much about the true meaning of beauty, but from what I knew, she had it. In every way possible . I was probably too thoughtful for just a young boy but as time went on, I learned to just go with it.
After our great Walmart heist I knew Emerson was nervous. We weren't usually up to these kind of things, but while we ran it gave me a rush, and I could tell it gave her the exactly same feeling.
It was right then I knew that her and I, we were like Bonnie and Clyde. Bound for danger, and each other.
Emerson's POV
I awoke startled as a continuous harsh knocks were put to my door.
At first I was confused, but it all became clear as I groggily answered the door.
"Honey I'm home", He joked as I swung the door open, "How are you doing this fine morning?" My shirtless stumbling idiot.
"Harry, it's 2am", I sighed, "Why are you here?" I questioned while walking back to lay on my bed.
"Can I not visit my girl in her not at all messy bedroom in the wee morning hours?" Harry said and plopped on the bed pulling me to him. He was ridiculous.
"It's 2am", I reminded him for the second time.
"2am is just a state of mind baby", he stated smiling.
"A state of mind? If 2am is state of mind in going to need some brain washing", I grinned poking his stomach.
"I've corrupted you enough by now don't you agree?" He teased back.
"Midnight Hershey-bar heists don't count I'm afraid", I informed him while snuggling into his side as I closed my eyes.
"Sure they don't"he said as he turned my body so we were spooning and snuggled his face into the crook of my neck. He was warm just like always. Alright, maybe 2am was a state of mind when I was with him.
"But listen", Harry said after a few moments of silence, "remember when we were kids?", he reminisced,"remember how fun that was?" I smiled thinking back to all our memories, they seemed like a lifetime ago.
"Of course I remember", I laughed while I thought back to eleven year old Emerson and Harry making their great robbery.
"And I was thinking, since we've got a bit smarter, and a bit faster, we could do it again but kick it up a notch. One last hoorah for old times sake?" His words tempted me more by the second as I remember the rush we got, even from just a silly little candy bar.
"So are you in?" Harry whispered into my hair. He sounded uneasy.
"Absolutely", I whispered back smiling excitedly. This was crazy, but one final run for old times sake? Why not?
