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Guns n' Roses

♥ Chapter 6 ♥

As I approached this brunette beauty, I got to see more of her close-up features. Her heavenly curves, her perfectly round breasts, her lips, holy shit those lips could drive a man crazy...well I guess that's already happened.

"Welcome love." I said as I was right next to her handing her a glass of wine.

"Oh, thank you." She said flashing her perfectly white pearls at me and accepting my wine offering.

"I'm Harry Styles, you are?" I asked giving her a small smirk, but not too much to seem too cocky.

"Jane, Jane Stevenson." She said giving the ever so slightest smirk that I just happened to catch.

"Nice to meet you love." I said catching her hand and placing a small delicate kiss to it. "Would you care to dance?" I asked my hand still holding hers.

"Of course." She said as she let me lead her into the middle of all the couples dancing. As we found a spot to dance, I turned and carefully placed my hand on her waist then held her other hand in my significantly larger one.

"So are you planning on donating?" I asked trying to create some kind of conversation.

"Depends if I support the cause." She said as I swung her quickly yet carefully.

"Well I think you should because it's a great cause. Young children's lives matter." I said as I tried to sound stern, but it came out more jokingly.

"True." She said as I pulled her closer into my body as we danced.


*****Peight's P.O.V.*****

"True." I replied. Suddenly he moved his body closer to mine so that not one part of his chest
wasn't touching me.

"I'll be in room 246." He whispered as he leant down to my ear then pressed a soft delicate kiss below it. I nodded then he let me go and walked away. After he left I quickly walked back over to DeadStroke who was hitting on some tall blonde model.

"I have to use the ladies room." I covered as I grabbed my purse.

"Should I wait outside for you miss Stevenson." He said sarcastically clearly annoyed that I interrupted his little 'conversation'.

"Oh no, that won't be nessecary." I said as I walked away. I walked into the elevator and pressed the floor '7' button as the doors closed. I breathed through my mouth and adjusted my dress to go a bit higher on my thighs. Just as I finished fixing my appearance, the doors opened signaling that I had arrived at my floor.

I walked down the long hall, until I saw room 246. I took a deep breath before I opened the door, to reveal Harry with his jacket off and his shirt unbuttoned rather far down. I smiled before I walked in and closed the door behind me.

"You actually came." He said getting up off the couch with a drink in his hand.

"How could I resist such a tempting offer." I smirked as I accepted the glass.

"Please, sit." He said as he held his hand open to escort me to the couch. Hot? Check. Built? Double check. Gentleman? Check. I sat down on the couch with me drink as he came and sat down practically on top of me he was so close. I smiled as he looked at me and took my small hand in his.

"So I'm guessing your originally from the US?" He asked as he created small invisible circles with his thumb on my hand.

"Oh actually I'm originally from Australia but I moved to the US right after I was born; hence why I don't have an accent."

"I would've never thought you to be Australian." He said a little shocked.

"I get that a lot." I joked. "What about you, I'm guessing originally the UK?" I said moving impossibly closer to him.

"What gave it away?" He asked as put his hand on my thigh that was curled up underneath me on the couch.

"Hmmm, probably the accent." I said as I put my hand on his outside shoulder.

"That's usually what it is." He said as he pulled my thigh over his lap so I was straddling him.

"I figured." I said as he kept looking down to my lips. Fuck it, I thought as I gave into my conscience and kissed him straight on the lips. He smirked as I took control to do what he didn't, then put both his hands on my thighs, right below my waist.

"What the hell is this?" He asked as he unattached himself from my lips.

"What's wha- Oh, um that's for emergency." I lied as he held the small killing machine in his hand.

"Do I look stupid to you?" He asked raising his voice a little.

"I-I don't know." I said trying to seem innocent as I got off of his lap and started crawling to the other end of the couch.

"Here, I knew this was a bad idea anyway. Try to have a good time at your own party and look at what happens." He said handing me back my gun.

"Wait, your party?" I asked as I looked at him with wide eyes.

"That's what it said on the invitation." He said still clearly annoyed.

"Well then this makes my job so much easier." I said ripping off my skirt and throwing my fist at his face. He suddenly caught my wrist and laughed as his other hand gripped my waist hard.

"I knew you didn't have that gun for protection." He said as I actually hit him with a blow to his face. He suddenly snapped his head towards me and ran towards me knocking my feet out from underneath me. I groaned then attacked his legs pinning him to the ground with his hands above his head.

"I always like the girl on top." He said as he suddenly flipped us over so I was underneath him and his dominant weight. "But I much rather prefer to be the dominant one." He said as he held me in place with his strong hands.

I suddenly lifted my head up and hit it hard with his which made him let go of my hands and grab his head in pain. I started running to the coffee table where I'd dropped my gun when his arms snaked around my waist pulling me back so I couldn't reach my only chance of surviving.

"So what is it? CIA? Marines? FBI?" He asked as I was pressed up against the front of his body. When he said FBI I tensed up and I know he noticed because he chuckled and started rubbing his free hand that wasn't holding both my wrists on my waist up and down. "Well, well, well, a secret agent here. And you were going to have sex with me on the job? Tisk Tisk, I'm sure your boss wouldn't like to hear about that. I wonder what your real mission was here." He said seductively.

I quickly used my leg and kicked it up kicking his ankle which made him let go of me. I suddenly ran to my gun and picked my gun up and pointed it towards me. When he first saw me pointing at him, for a split second a look of surprise flashed over his face, but then was quickly replaced with an annoyingly sexy smirk.

"You're not going to shoot me." He stated as he slowly walked towards me.

"What makes you think that?" I asked as I scoffed.

"Because." He said as he was getting closer and closer. "I know you're attracted to me." He was almost touching me he was so close. "Don't worry love, I'm attracted to you too." He said as he crashed his lips onto mine. When he did that I started to melt, but then I remembered that I was on a mission, and my conscience was repeatedly telling me to stop. But, of course I didn't listen.

"Jump." He said through the kiss as I jumped into his arms so my legs were wrapped around his waist. He pushed me up against a wall, and it was like his kisses were magic as he started kissing down my neck. Then I heard a knock come from the door.

"Haz we're here."

"Come right in." Harry said as he stopped kissing me and smirked in my face. Suddenly in a flash I was out of Harry's strong arms and was being restrained by two strong other men.

"You set me up." I growled as I glared up at Harry.

"Well actually, I was planning to have an amazing one night stand with a sexy hot women. But then I realized she worked for the FBI. So I called my little friends for some help." He said as he looked at the two men who restrained me. "Oh how rude of me, I should introduce you to them. Peight, meet little friends Zayn and Niall. Boys meet my hot date." He said as he smirked down at me.

"How do you know my name, I never told you." I said as I glared at him through the hair that was in my face.

"Oh I didn't tell you." He said crouching down to my level and pushing some of the hair out of my face. "I'm a mind reader darling." He said as he put his hand on my cheek softly. Then his eyes suddenly turned black and he grabbed the hair on the back of my neck, yanking it which made me close my eyes as his face grew closer to mine.

"So don't you ever lie to me." He said pulling my hair even harder. I started breathing from my nose rapidly and one of the men holding me seemed to notice because his hold on me started to loosen a bit and he spoke up to the demon.

"Haz, you're hurting her." He said as the Zayn fellow started to loosen his grip a bit as well. He suddenly harshly released my hair pushing my head back a bit too, causing me to fall back on the ground without the support from the two muscular men.

"Sedate her." Harry said as he looked at me on the ground. My eyes suddenly went wide and I looked at Harry.

"No." I said getting up but pushed back down by Harry by my shoulders.

"Shhh, it'll be over before you know it love." He said as he straddled me and started kissing my neck again.

"Go to hell." Was the last thing I said before drifting off into a long sleep...

Notes

Okay this ones a long one for y'all!


#tb to the good days :/ Eh, I still love her more then I love myself, so

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Zayn looks like Michael Jackson in that pic. I Love the story.