Harry's POV
"Where the fuck is my money," I growl as I press the guy against the brick wall of the alley we are currently occupying. His eyes dart nervously around, glancing quickly at Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam. I slam him back again once more and his eyes focus on me.
"I-I don't know," he stutters out. The fear in his eyes is palpable.
"That's a lie," I whisper threateningly before releasing him from my grasp. He falls to the ground and gets to his feet shakily as I take a step back. We surround him. He's got nowhere to run.
"Liam," I say sharply without taking my gaze away from the man. "Deal with this."
I saunter away as Liam grabs the man roughly, Louis trailing behind me while Zayn and Niall assist Liam.
"So does this mean Liam's back in your good graces?" Louis says as he catches up to me.
I roll my eyes. Of course I'm still pissed at Liam but there's no way in hell I'm ever letting him get the chance to be with Sage alone again so I might as well let go of my grudge. After all, Liam works really hard for this gang. "Taking Sage like that when he knew I was interested was extremely uncool and I'm pissed, but I have others to focus my anger on right now so he's off the hook."
"Good to know," Louis says as we get to where my range rover is parked. I went back to the house after I left Sage to switch cars, the ferrari is really obvious. "So are you seeing her tonight?" Louis quizzes, leaning against the passenger door and crossing his arms.
"I hope so," I admit and smile at the thought of her. Her smell, her soft hair, the way her lips taste like mint and strawberries.
"Don't fall too hard mate," Louis warns before leaving to go to his car.
I think I already have.

Sages POV
I collapse against my door. What a day. For the first time since last night I'm finally realizing how exhausted I am. I go to the bathroom and take a hot shower before putting on a pair of pajamas with little elephants embroidered on them. I climb into the cool sheets of my bed and stare at the dark ceiling.
My feelings for Harry are nonexistent. Or so I keep telling myself. But even though I know he's bad, I know I can't have feelings for him, even though his green eyes give me chills and his dimples make me melt.
My phone buzzes from my bedside table and I pick it up with a groan, can't a girl wallow in self pity these days?
"Hello," I answer groggily.
"Hey babe," a cheery and familiar voice says from the other line. "How's your day been?"
"Daniel what's wrong?" I say automatically on guard since not only did he call me babe, he sounded sincere about it.
"Well it's been three hours since we last talked and I missed you, I feel like I should send you flowers or something more often," he says in the same cheery tone.
Third street, send people.
"What's the actual location Danny?" I say frantically.
"No darling I don't think we should throw away some of out Tupperware." He says and laughs.
Warehouse.
"Warehouse on third street. Third street is almost entirely warehouses dan," I say with exasperation.
"Yeah I just left the office, I'll see you around four?" He says happily.
"People will be there soon, stay smart Danny," I whisper. If anything happens to him I would never forgive myself.
"Love you too babe," Daniel says before I end the call. Despite the dire situation I still feel a pang in my heart when he said he loves me.
I dial Carlos by heart and tell him to get Daniel at warehouse 4 on third street and to send backup. I know that I won't be updated on what happens and to be honest it sucks. I will only know if the whole thing fails if it's on the news. Until then I just wait and pray for the best. I wonder how Daniel got himself in a situation like that and why I was the one he called. He probably just hit the first number on his phone but a part of me says differently. A part of me says that he called me because he knew I was the only one who would understand what he was trying to say. Because I'm the only one who knows him well enough to pick up on the ridiculous hints.
I lay back in my bed and close my eyes, drifting off to sleep as the world bustles around me.

Harry's POV
"Hey man do you think you could come in and help us out with this guy?" Jake says through the phone.
"Why would I help you?" I say and scoff at the request. Jake shot Louis in the leg last time we saw him. Now jake is missing a leg. But that's another story.
"Because this guy could be a threat to all of us," jake pleads.
"Who is he?" I ask harshly. If it's an undercover cop then I'm going to have to bail jake out before he spills any secrets to the guy.
"Told us his name was Andy, actual name is Daniel," jake says, all business now that there's a chance I'll help him. "He was wearing a wire."
"Is there any way backup is going to be sent in?" I say through gritted teeth. Jake is such a dumbass I'm going to have to get rid of his other leg. When you discover a narc you don't just take them hostage. You fucking don't reveal anything and send them on their way. That way they can't incriminate you for anything. This is why jake is not a part of one Direction.
"Well I mean he was wearing a wire.." Jake trails off.
"Any other way!" I shout through the phone as I drive.
"We uh sorta let him call his girlfriend..." Jake says softly. I ball my hands into fists.
"Was the phone on speaker?" I say with forced calm.
"Should it have been?" Jake whispers in fear.
Fucking idiot.
"You're on your own for this one jake," I mutter and hang up the phone before immediately making another phone call.
"Are you busy right now?" I ask seriously.
"I was wondering when you'd call," she purrs from the other line. She gives me her address and I make an illegal u turn and head there as fast as possible.

Notes

So I finally updated yay. Anyways everyone should really check out my new story The Way We Were. It's a really cute Christmas story about love and there's also some deeper stuff in it as well and I think you guys would all like it :) anyways I only have two questions for this chapter
where is Harry going?
Is Daniel going to be okay?