Am I Safe?

Chapter 8:
*Harry’s POV*
I turned leaving her dumbstruck in the break room. When is she going to realize who I am? I’ll have to take matters further if it isn’t soon. They will probably make their move this week, even though that asshole Drake already got a warning. They must have someone on the inside, and I have a feeling I know exactly who it is.
-Next Morning-
*Alana’s POV*
I dragged my feet all the way to work. I had no sleep last night, thanks to “HS”, what does he want from me anyway? I have made up my mind to head to the police station after work, this creep needs to leave me the hell alone.
I make my way to the next table, grabbing my notepad ready to take their order.
“Hello gentlemen, what do we want to start off with for drinks?” The men sitting at the table look kind of ruffed up, the one sitting to my left had a piercing on his lower lip, along with greasy black hair, and tattoos almost everywhere although one stuck out the most, a large number two on his forearm, he has cuts on his knuckles, around his right eye and nose. He looked about twenty-five. The guy to my right looked a few years older with blond shaggy hair dangling slightly over his eyes. He shared the same amount of tattoos, but no piercings.
“I see the price for the drinks and food but nowhere does it tell me how much a sweet thing like yourself would cost.” The black haired man said. I was shocked to say the least but I wouldn’t let them fluster me. I sarcastically gasp causing a smirk to appear on each of their faces.
“I’m sorry sir, but that was only featured in last month’s menu.” I smile sweetly
“So what would you boys like from this menu?” I say tapping the top of his menu. Their smirks vanished replaced by surprise, I think. They look back at one another having a conversation with their eyes, how hard is it to decide on a drink? Finally the blonde speaks up.
“We’ll just have water, doll”
“Any appetizers?”
“No that will be all.” I nod and make my way to the back to retrieve their drinks, I then realize I haven’t seen Harry all day. My mind goes back to the conversation we had in the break room yesterday. He’s so mysterious. Hopefully I’ll see him today so I can ask him what he meant. I figure out what I will say as I walk back to their table, drinks in hand. They are deep in conversation when I come back, I only hear a few words exchanged before they see me coming and stop talking.
“It doesn’t seem like she suspects anything” the blonde one muttered, the man with black hair shushed him as he met my curious gaze. I place their drinks on the table.
“Are we ready to order?” I ask.
“Not quite, but could you show my friend to the bathroom?” I look at them quaintly.
“Uh sure no problem” I smile at them, the dark haired man stood waiting for me to lead the way. Before I turn to do so I see another look pass between the two, this one more mischievous. I choose to ignore it as I lead him down the confusing maze of a restaurant. I pass the kitchen on my way down the hall, I glance inside surprised to see Harry eyeing me. He turns pale as if he’s seen a ghost when his eyes fall upon the black haired man behind me. I keep walking though, what the heck was that about? After walking a bit, nearing the restrooms I turn to see if the man was still following me.
“The restroom is right around thi--..” I stop midway confused to only see an empty hall.
“Hello, Sir?” I call going back the way I came. I find myself parallel with the kitchen again, I expect to see Harry but am left empty-handed as the place he was standing is now vacant. The dining room is pretty empty when I go in search of the man. He’s not in here. I head back into the hallway, brushing it off. He probably found the bathroom, right? I am ripped out of my thoughts when I feel a hand clamp over my mouth and another hand drag me into the supply closet. I let out a muffled scream before the door shuts leaving me in the dark with the person behind me. They still had their hands on my mouth and waist not letting go. I try focusing on steadying my shallow uneven breaths. The light above us is suddenly switched on. It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust.
I attempt breaking from my captors grip, now letting everything sink in. They are too strong though, I try to look down at the arm wrapped around my waist. I can feel myself pale when the same number two I saw on the black-haired man. I tense even more, if that’s even possible.
“Okay doll, listen to me carefully. You will walk out of this closet and act like nothing happened, then go to the parking lot out back to take out the trash. Wait there, my partner and I need to speak to you.” His breath fans over my neck the stench of beer and cigarettes so strong I gag. I squirm again trying to break free.
“Do as I say or we’ll kill everyone in this fucking building. Do you understand?” His voice is rough and demanding. I don’t doubt his threat but am too afraid to say anything. A beat later I feel his finger nails dig into my skin, causing me to wince.
“Do. You. Understand?” I could only hear anger in his voice as each syllable slips off his tongue. I nod my head feeling so many different emotions.
“Go and don’t tell anyone, if they ask your taking out the trash or taking a call.” With that he shoved me out of the closet. I stumble forward nearly losing my balance. I don’t want to bring anyone else into this so I head into the kitchen to empty one of the trashcans.
I see Liam passing through the kitchen as I make my way to the back door a bag of trash in hand.
“Hey Alana ,.. is everything alright?” The concern in his voice is so sweet.
“oh yeah, just tired” My voice doesn’t sound like my normal confident happy self. It is shaky and hoarse.
“Well I am here for you if you need anything. All of us are” He reassures me smiling. I nod my head, thank him and continue to the back door, my nerves are sky-rocketing. I reach for the door but am turned around from behind. I drop the trash bag from my trembling hands in surprise.
“Jesus w-what” I stuttered staring up at Harry. His expression gives nothing away as he stares me hard in the eye. I turn my gaze away not having the will to hold Harry’s stare.
“Where are you going?” he demands not missing a beat. His voice is rough and serious.
“Outside, I am taking out the trash.” I say so quietly I am not even sure he heard me.
“Why?” I can still feel his piercing green eyes bore into me. What kind of question is that, why do I need a reason to take out the trash? Why does he care anyway?
“Because its trash, it’s supposed to be thrown away.” I turn on my heel and pick up the trash bag about to storm outside I don’t need to get anyone involved especially Harry. My hand doesn’t quite reach the door because Harry decides to turn me around again. I am shocked when he slams me into the wall, his hands hold mine at my sides forcing me to release the bag. His breathing is ragged making it seem like he is trying not to blow up his face give the same impression. I was paralyzed standing there.
“Why are you going outside Alana, and don’t lie to me again.” His voice is a little louder making my flinch.
“You don’t even know me, get off!” I raise my voice too. He only presses his body harder against mine assuring that I won’t go anywhere. I have never been this close to someone like this before. I feel his breath fan over my face, the fruity smell oddly calms me a bit. I try to push against his chest, finally looking up into his eyes. Suddenly a wave of déjà vu slams into me. My vision flashes between the present and the night I was confronted by “HS” It all fit how had she not seen it before. Harry is “HS” Oh my gosh those are his initials HS Harry Styles. It was right in front of her the whole time. His grip on me loosens probably knowing I realized who he was. I push back further against the wall letting out a small squeak.
“Y-your him, your H-HS” I stutter pointing at him. I meet his eyes once again to check if it was really true. Sure enough he had the same green eyes but now he had a knowing smirk smothered across his face.
“It’s about time, I was wondering when you would finally realize.” I just stand there and gap at him not knowing what else to do.

Notes

Hey guys i hope this chapter is good:) i tried to make it a little longer then the others :) i hope your week has been okay thanks for reading. Love you so much


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