Forbidden Territory (H.S) [A.U]

Chapter 15

"She wants somebody to love
To hold her.
She wants somebody to love
In the right way.

Bright lights, but she's fading.."

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HARRY'S POV

As I enter the headquarters, a wave of wind hits me, giving me goosebumps. I take off the sunglasses I'm wearing and look around as I see everyone in black attire doing their work.

How come none of them have noticed me yet?

I take a few steps inside and I feel the air shift as everyone stops doing whatever they're up to and turn to stare at me.

Okay... never mind.

Not like they don't try to stare directly in my soul every time I come here.

But something feels off.

Every time I'm here, they stare at me with more of a caution as if I'm some kind of a plague.

But this time, there is a different emotion behind those stares. An emotion I have come to know so well.

Hatred.

Their eyes are full of hatred as they put their hands on the guns placed in their waistbands.

Did something happen?

Oh my god, did someone kill Irene and they think it was me?

I feel my heart drop at the thought of something bad happening to her...

I don't want another accusation coming my way!

Straightening my denim jacket, I decide to ignore them and start walking directly towards her office.

Should I ask someone to inform her about me being here?

But that thought is wiped off my brain as soon as it appears because by the looks of it, these guys will have my head if I even try to make a move.

Just as I turn towards the hallway of her office, the door to my right opens and I feel someone grab me by my collar, yanking me into the room.

I'm pushed against a hard surface -which I'm assuming is a wall- in the dark room. My hand flies to reach my gun but the person beats me to it and throws it away from both of us.

"Don't" that's all they mutter.

I'm not able to see their face but I feel like I have heard this voice somewhere before.

I raise my fist and about to punch them but it feels like they know my moves before I can even make them. They stop my fist as they grunt, "Fuckin' stop it you dickhead!"

Okay I have definitely heard this accent somewhere before.

Suddenly, they let go of me, stepping back from me and I hear a few buttons click. The lights turn on and I have to blink twice to adjust to the brightness in the room.

I see one of Irene's bodyguards whom I met at the bar, standing in front of me, his arms crossed in front of him, eyebrows raised, giving me a look that screams you're a piece of shit.

Tom? No, it was with L I think..

He's pretty short compared to me but hell, he's strong. Gotta give him that.

"Short yet a skilled little thing, aren't you?" I can't stop myself from muttering the words.

The next thing that happens catches me off guard as he hits me straight in the balls. I crouch a bit as I groan in pain.