Harry sleeping was something I could watch for hours. The way his chest slowly rises and falls with every little snore and the way he mumbles in his sleep.

His eyes flickered open as I started kissing his face.

‘Hmmm I could wake up to this every morning’ Harry’s morning voice was amazing.

I smiled at him. I felt like we needed to talk about Louis and Niall and this fight they were supposed to have and I had so many questions.

‘Harry. Why doesn’t Niall fight anymore?’

Harry looked at me with a furrowed brow, like he was trying to decide how to answer my question.

‘About a year or so ago Niall was in a fight, he was winning and doing really well but the other guy managed to glass him in the thigh. It really knocked him down and has only just started walking properly again.’

I looked up at Harry; his eyes were searching my face for any reaction. I didn’t know what to say to him.

‘How did you get into fighting?’ I was sceptical about asking at first. Scared for the answer.

‘I met the lads a few years back and Louis was doing it so I just started boxing’ Harry said staring at the ceiling.

‘When’s your next fight?’

‘Tonight against Tom. It’s bare knuckle.’

I groaned into my pillow, why did he always have to be in dangerous situations. I wasn’t scared for Harry, I was scared for Tom. Harry was a good fighter and knew how to cause harm to someone.

‘Will you be there tonight?’

‘I’m sorry, I have work’ Harrys eyes dropped.

‘I’ll come see you after then’ He stood and walked to the shower.

---

*Harry’s P.O.V*
I was sat in the changing room getting ready with Liam until someone knocked on the door. Liam stood up and opened it revealing Tom smirking. I automatically stood up.

‘I need a word with Styles, privately’ Liam looked at me for approval.

I searched Tom’s face for any clues as to what he wanted. I slowly nodded my head and Liam left the room.

‘Are you with Samii?’ Tom said flatly.

I didn’t know the answer; I knew what I wanted the answer to be.

‘What’s it to you?’

‘Because you need to back off my bird or bad things will start to happen’ Tom said forcefully.

I laughed loudly. ‘You’re kidding right? I’m more then capable of looking after both of us from someone like you’

‘Just watch yourself’ Tom walked out of the room.

Liam walked back into the room as I was wrapping my hands in white tape.

‘What was that about?’ Liam asked concerned.

‘Just trying to scare me before the fight’ I lied.

There were a few fights before mine that night but finally it was my turn, I was ready to get into the ring and pound Tom’s face in for his comment earlier and the way he spoke about Samii.

My thoughts were interrupted by Ian walking in my room.

‘Sorry mate fights off. Tom’s gone’

‘You’re kidding me! For fuck sake.’ I said hitting my hands on the table. I needed to get my hands on him.

*Samii’s P.O.V*
I had gotten a text from Harry telling me his fight was cancelled so he would come pick me and Grace up after work. Grace was better then yesterday, she was smiling at the customers and serving them. She missed Niall though, I could tell.

Grace and I were waiting outside the club for Harry, our coats wound tightly around us trying to keep the cold British night out.

‘I’ve talked to Niall’ Grace’s voice startled me.

I didn’t say anything so she could talk.

‘He says he wants to be with me but he can’t with this whole Louis thing going on. He doesn’t want to lose his best friend.’ Grace said looking forward.

I nodded slowly taking in what she was saying.

‘What about the fight?’

‘Niall said it still has to happen. It’s a matter of principle now.’ Grace let out a weak laugh.

I shook my head, who had we gotten ourselves involved with.

Harry’s horn startled both of us as he pulled up in his range rover.

‘Fancy a lift ladies?’

‘I don’t know, my parents always told me not to accept lifts from strange looking men’ Grace said with a serious face.

‘Ooooh ouch’ Harry laughed back.

I sat in the back with Grace, I slowly drifted to sleep as we both snuggled together in the back.

---

I panicked at the loud noise filling the car. Harry had beeped his horn again to wake us up.

‘You’re an arse’ I tried to act annoyed but I couldn’t help but laugh.

Harry jumped out the car opening the door for us. Grace walked up to the door and unlocked it stepping in while I walked behind with Harry. We reached our door and Harry place his hands on my cheeks looking into my eyes.

‘Samii’ Harry stuttered for a few seconds. ‘I want to be able to protect you, I want you to be my…’

‘HARRY’ Grace’s voice filled the silent night air.

Harry stopped what he was saying and ran into the flat pulling me behind him.

I looked at Grace standing in our hallway, surrounded by our belongings scattered at her feet. Someone had broken in and raided the place. Our little flat.

I forced my hand out of Harry’s and ran to my bedroom praying they hadn’t taken anything worth any value. My bedroom had been turned upside down as well. I ran to my bed side drawer looking for my little brown chest I always kept near. I found it on my bed open but nothing was missing. My mother’s jewellery was still in there and my father’s necklace he bought me. It’s all I had left of them, holding the chest close to me I walked back to find Grace still in the same position.

I looked around our little flat, everything was destroyed but nothing was missing.

‘Nothing’s missing’ Grace mumbled what I was thinking.

‘This was a message, not a robbery’ I looked over at were the voice was coming from.

Harry was rubbing his forehead like he always did when he was angry.

‘We need to leave. Samii you can come to mine and Grace can go to Niall’s. Quickly pack a bag’ Harry said tapping a number into his phone and stepping outside.

Grace and I didn’t say anything. We both just nodded and followed his orders.

What did he mean a message?

Notes

I am so sorry for not updating yesterday, I was really busy with work and didn't have time so I'm updating twice tonight.

As always thank you for your continuing support.