Over Again (Harry Styles/One Direction)

Emily Rose was just your normal 17 year old with a lot of responsibilities. She went to school and worked at a coffee shop to earn money for her ill father, a retired cop. Lately she's been feeling like her life was boring and repetitive this was until one day former gang member Harry Styles came into the shop. They had an instant connection, but what happens when gang members, sickness, death, and drugs are doing everything they can to tear them apart?


15. The call

Over Again

Chapter 15:

Harry's P.O.V

Loud ringing. That's what woke me up. I reached over Emily's sleeping body and grabbed the phone. I'm not sure if it was my sixth or just because it woke me up but I sensed when I picked up the phone that there was something off.


"Hello Harry" The man on the other line said. His voice was hoarse and unfamiliar

"Who is this?"

"Well well well It seems you have forgotten about me... Shame I thought I made a some sort of impression that night in the alley"

I couldn't believe what I just heard. Why the fuck after all this time would he call me? What could he possibly want? I avoided his turf for the longest time. I had no trouble at all with him or his clan of minions.

"Why are you calling me Carlos?" I said harshly.

"Oh now you remember! Good well we have a bit of a problem you and I. It seems like one of my men, Marcus has been found murdered near 21st street. Would you and your gang have anything to do with that?"

He knew. We were fucked. But I couldn't let him know that. I just have to play it off.

"I have no fucking idea what your talking about"

"Really? So your telling me that When James came up to me telling me that right before Marcus died he called him saying that one of the Styles boys clogged him in the head after he tried to rape some bitch was a lie? Hmmm? "

I was silent then. I knew I should have went to that alley and killed him off when I had the chance to.

"Silent aren't you boy? Well let me tell you what's going to happen in the next few months we will be watching you. Everyday of every hour and when you least expect it we will kill one of your own. And since one of your guys was defending that girl I suppose she is some sort of significance to your gang."

"She has nothing to do with this!" I yelled in a whisper trying my best not to wake Emily up.

"So she is special. Is she the gang whore of just your personal slut?" He asked teasingly trying to bring the anger out of me. And let me say it was definitely working. I hated how he knows how to get under my skin.

"Don't fucking talk about her like that."

I heard him laugh on the other line and whisper to some one he was with before coming back to the phone.

"Sorry Styles I have to cut this interesting conversation short but don't be alarmed we'll be in touch."

And the line cut off.

Emily stirred a bit on the bed before she stretched her arms over her head with a yawn and looked over at me with tired eyes and a sly smile on her face.

"Hi" she said in a small voice. I didn't respond though too fixated on the situation I had at hand. If I didn't fix this I could get killed, the guys could get killed, and Emily might be in danger. And I can't have that.

She moved up in a sitting position before she brought both of her hands up to my cheeks moving my face towards hers. Her sky blue eyes piercing mine filled with concern. Her cheeks a bit flushed and her lips looking so soft and pink. She was so beautiful.... I could just forget everything when I'm with her.

"What's wrong?" She whispered running her fingers through my curls. I just shook my head and kissed her on the lips lightly. I couldn't let her know bout this part of my life. She can't know about the other side of Harry Styles. The side that could evidently kill us both.

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