I slowly opened my groggy eyes. There was sunlight streaming in through the small windows which lined the crown of the walls. The sunlight illuminated the room so I could see the dust floating around the room. I took a deep breath and rolled over only to find that the bed was completely empty except for me. I sat up and looked around while rubbing my eyes a few times. The covers where messy and thrown in every which direction so I assumed that Harry had gotten out of bed to pee or something. I raised my arms over my head and stretched. Then I shimmied over to the edge of the bed and flopped my legs onto the ground.

"Ow!!" I hear come from below me

I scream and crawl back onto the bed. Slowly I crawl back to the edge of the bed and peer over the side. There Harry is curled into fetus position with no blanket or pillow. I laugh at this and reaches his hand over and feels around for the first thing he can grab. That happens to be an old t-shirt which he throws at me. I easily deflect it and it sails over to the other side of the bed. I laugh again and he groans, sitting up and rubbing his eyes open.

"What time is it?" He says in a cute morning voice

"Time for you to get a watch that's what time it is"

He groans in response and I roll my eyes

"Fine fine I'll check" I crawl over to my iPhone sitting on the nightstand. I press the on button and the screen lights up. I notice that I have 3 missed calls from Perrie. The time says 9:34.

"It's 5:30" I say cheerily

"Ughhhh really?!? You got me up at 5:30!?!"

"Hah no I was joking it's around 9:30"

"Well I guess that's better than 5:30 but tomorrow we're not getting up until 12"

"Well what about breakfast? We'll miss it if we sleep until 12"

"News flash princess, it's the weekend. And that means, you're on your own"

"Oh we don't eat together on the weekends?"

"No we get the weekends off"

"We get the weekends off from what..." I'm slightly curious to how they make all they're money and fund this whole thing.

"You'll find out soon enough princess. But I think it's too soon for you to know"

"Oh" is all I can say in response.

All of the sudden my phone dings. I look down and see the text is from Jerry.

'There's a key in Harry's possession somewhere. Find it. It should lead to a secret room that he only knows about. Find that room. Report to me. And just remember Belle, don't screw up.'

Ok find a key. Find a room. Find the secret. Simple enough.

"Who was that from?" Harry asks curiously. A devious smile spreads across my face.

"Oh it's just Jerry sending me a good morning text"

"Ughhh can we please not talk about Jerry today?"

"Fine. But he asked me on a date tonight and I think I might go"

"Ohhhhhhh no you don't princess. You're mine for the weekend remember?"

"No I'm staying with you for the weekend. What I do during the day is completely up to me" he sighs when I say that

"Please don't go? Please?" He begs

"Why shouldn't I go?" I fire at him. I don't mean to be so mean but he needs to know that he doesn't own me.

"Because... Because... Ummm... Because you just shouldn't"

"The only way I'm not going is if something else better happens here"

"Fine. I'll do something that will dazzle you way better than Jerome ever could"

"Who?"

"Jerome you know, your little boyfriend"

"You mean Jerry?"

"Oh same thing!"

"Hah not really"

"..you know, if you want good morning texts, you could give me your number. I would send you a good morning beautiful text every morning"

"Hah, nice try Romeo. If you think I'm gonna give you my number you clearly are blind"

"Why won't you give it to me?"

"Because then you could bug me every second of every day. And that's not happening"

"We'll see princess, we'll see"

We sit there in silence for a while not really sure what to say. I try to think of conversation topics
but I'm fresh out of ideas.

"Well what do you think we head out and grab some breakfast and a cup of joe" Harry says.

"Sure I guess. But I want to ready first"

"Why? You look beautiful"

My heart skips a little

"No I don't I look like shit" I'm really getting better at this swearing thing

"No, you look like a person who doesn't give a shit"

"Well I want to look like a person who gives a shit so"

"Ok whatever. Just go up to Perrie's room and grab what you can find. She probably won't be
there so you can change in there too"

"How will I get in?"

"I've got a key to every apartment in the building"

"Oh right"

He walks over to a bulletin board filled with keys. He searches for a moment before grabbing one and tossing it to me. I look at it and see that it has a white label with Perrie's name on it.

"Ok thanks" I say

"Yeah and incase you forgot, it's the top floor, first one on your left"

"Ok I'll find it"

"Or I could go with you and walk you up there" he smiles cheekily

"Nice try lover boy"

"Eh, it was worth a shot"

"Ok then. But you better get dressed too because I'm not going anywhere with a person who doesn't give a shit"

"As you wish princess"

"Whatever"

And with that I walk out of the room

After wandering the building for ten minutes looking for Perrie's room I finally find it. Once I get the door open I find that the room is messy with clothes and garbage strewn all over the place. I fight the urge to clean up the mess because I know if I don't hurry up now, Harry will up and get me himself. I do not want that happening. I walk over to the closet and see a couple of clothes on hangers but most of them are in a heap on the floor. I can barely see anything due to the lack of light so I walk over to Perrie's windows and open up the blinds. I see many people walking around, holding hands, swimming in the small pond out back or sun tanning. It almost looks like a normal bunch of people if it wasn't for their tattoos and piercings and bright colored hair and just scary demeanor in general.

I walk back to her closet and look around until I find a pair of light wash blue jeans. I instantly fall in love with them. I pull off Harry's large shorts and squeeze into Perrie's jeans. Her hips are so petite and mine are somewhat curvy so it was a little hard to get into the jeans but after five minutes of flopping around in them I finally got them on. When I look down I see that they're ripped all up and down in the front which instantly makes me sad. I don't like ripped jeans but I'm not going to waste another couple of minutes getting them off so these will have to do. After looking at my ass in the mirror I mentally high five myself for choosing these jeans because they are tight around my ass making it look great. I pick a white v-neck t-shirt off the hanger and put it on after taking Harry's shirt off. I open Perrie's window and realize that the wind outside chills the morning New York air. I have no idea how the sun tanners and swimmers are surviving. I look around before spotting a leather jacket that I am absolutely in love with. I glance in the mirror and find a brush, furiously combing the knots out of my hair. Finally I see some white converse and put those on. Then I shrug on the leather jacket and exit the room.

I ride down the elevator to the main level and Harry through the glass door that leads outside. He's leaning against a crumbling brick wall covered in graffiti with a cigarette hanging from his lips. He's wearing tight black skinny jeans and a black Ramones t-shirt. I walk outside and make a face.

"You smoke?" I ask. The disgust is evident in my voice

"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" He seems to not care about my judging of his smoking

"Actually I do"

"What's the problem with it then?"

Oh I don't know it's just that my father's cigarette was the reason my house caught on fire and my brother died. But I choose not to say that. I don't want him to know anything about me. The closer I am with him the harder it will be to bring him to justice

So I just stick with a simple "Smoking kills"

He laughs at this and drops his cigarette on the ground, smashing it under his foot

"All I can think about is how sexy you would look with just a bra and panties on and a cigarette in your mouth"

I gasp at his dirty thoughts "First of all, I will never ever ever ever never ever smoke. Ever. Second of all, I will never ever ever date a smoker. And lastly, I wouldn't count on you getting to see me in my bra. So good luck to ya curly"

"Haha, if you don't want me to smoke, just say the magic words princess" he smirks

"Please don't smoke Harry" I say while batting my eyelashes at him

"Fuck Belle, don't look at me like that or I'll have to fuck you here and now" I gasp yet again at his fowl mouth

"Not a chance curly" I walk over to him leaning on the ledge and put one hand on his groin and the other threaded through his hair. I bat my eyelashes at him again and I can feel his jeans getting tighter so I press my hand down a little harder and pull on his curls. His breath quickens and I lean in to whisper in his ear "besides, that would be to easy"

Then I remove my hands and walk away from him, hips swaying. I glance back and see Harry all disheveled and unguarded looking surprised. I caught him off guard and for once I got to be the tease. I honestly have no idea where that came from but I guess I have a sexy side to me. Who knew.

I glance back at him again. He's still leaning against the wall surprised. "Well come on now. I'm starving"

He gulps and looks up at me in complete disbelief "U-uh yeah. I'm c-coming"

I laugh at how he can barely get the words out. He runs up and walks slightly in front of me, leading me to his car. My breath is taken away at it. His car is a Fisker Karma sports car with a paint job that looks like the whole car is one big mirror.




I am instantly in love with it seeing as how when I was younger my dad used to own a car repair shop. I know to take apart a car and put it back together again. If I hadn't gone into police business, I probably would've become a mechanic. I remember my first high school job. I had to paint the logos on motorcycles and occasionally fix them up if they came back broken. I click on my phone and see that my back round is of me when I used to work there. I remember my best friend Scott took that of me and told me that I could be a model because I looked so sexy in that photo. I had just laughed at him. Then he stole my phone and made that my back round. I haven't changed it since.



(A/N forget the fact that it is Megan Fox ok? Haha just pretend it's Lily Collins)

I was a lot sluttier back then. That was when my father was basically controlling me and setting me up to be a hooker and work at his strip club that he opened up a few years later. So much for a great role model.

"Woah Belle is that you?" Harry asks while peering over my shoulder to look at my phone

"Well yeah. But haven't you seen this photo already? I mean you did go through my phone"

"I must have missed it. You should dress like that again" he says while practically drooling over the photo

"Yeah no. I was a stupid high schooler back then and I will never be that girl again"

"Well sometime when it's just us, you should break out those clothes again and wear them for me" He whispers in my ear

"Why can't I wear them in public? Hmm?"

"Because that would be for my eyes, and my eyes only"

I smirk at him already planning my outfit tomorrow. I click my phone off and get into his car. He gets into the driver's side and turns on the engine. I close my eyes, loving the way the engine purrs. We drive to breakfast in silence. I am fully enjoying the ride and the way the car hums and purrs when it comes to a stop.

"We're here" Harry announces

"Oh" I say sadly

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing I was just really loving the car ride"

"Yeah she's a real beauty isn't she"

"You got that right. It's a Fisker Karma right?" I ask him

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"I used to be a real grease monkey back in high school" I say, trying to give him the least amount of information about myself as possible

To my relief, he does't push the topic about my past

"Well you are welcome to work on my car anytime you'd like sweetheart. I always enjoy a female mechanic. They're great with cars but even better in bed" He smirks

I can't help but feel a little bit jealous. I push back the feeling

"Well I like my men athletic" I say and smirk back

"You know, I do play football. Or as americans say, soccer"

"Hmm I 'm more of a hockey player type girl. Hockey players are just so sexy"

"You know the lads and I were thinking about playing a little hockey this winter" He says while we get out of his car and walk towards the entrance of the bar. I can tell that he's lying but I play along anyway

"Were you now?" I can't help but smile at his attempt to impress me

"Yep" he responds and we walk into the place. It's a musky bar. Great. Despite the early morning hour, people are smoking, drinking, and playing pool as if it were ten o' clock. I see many people from the gang. Even Whitney (who luckily is too busy sitting on some random guy's lap to notice me) and Perrie and Zayn who are making out in a corner booth. Harry leads me to a booth and I sit down across from him while he whistles for a waiter

"Well I will definitely have to come and witness one of your games" I say and he just chuckles in response

Harry and I make eye contact and for a moment I'm lost in his emerald eyes when a waiter slams down two beers and a two menus.

"Belle?" I hear my name and look up, realizing that the waiter had said it

It's him. No it can't be him. I haven't seen him in years. He should be in college or somewhere else. Anywhere but here. He can't be here. He could blow my cover. But it's unmistakably him. I would recognize that face anywhere. I can barely choke out his name

"Scott?"

Notes

Woahhhhhhh daddy! I just want to say I'm so sorry to the people who read my other fanfic Just A Cook. I know I said that I's update but there just isn't enough hours in the day. I will update soon don't worry :) On a happier note I'm home from my cabin and leaving for Chicago tomorrow yayyyyyyy!! Big shout out to @EmilySueL for making both of my banners for both of my fanfics! Read her story The Fighter. I absolutely love it!! Also comment your fanfics below so I can read them! I would love to see what you guys have been writing! Anyway, enjoy and I'll talk to you guys soon!

-T