I looked at the blood coming from Harry's face then stood up looking at Louis. He looked so worried and scared but I at that moment shifted gears from scared to completely mad.

"WHAT THE HELL LOUIS!" I yelled then pushed him against the wall. "WHAT THE F**K IS WRONG WITH YOU, JERK?!" My voice then whispered angry at him,still, "you take his girlfriend then beat the boy for being mad? You are a sad excuse of life Louis. Leave me the hell alone or I promise you you will never forget your punishment." My teeth were so clinched I'm surprised they didnt go further down into my gums and out my chin. My face was closer to his than I would have ever allowed for it to be in normal circumstances but soon I felt two hands pull me away. I looked at the hands with small drops of blood on them then the person's face. The once flawless face matched his hands. It had blood up and down and I was completely shocked. I never thought Louis could take Harry. I always assumed that Harry was the biggest baddest one of the bunch. I looked back at Louis noticing something. He dosnt look like he was touched at all. Why?

I took Harry into the bathroom and grabbed a rag. I cleaned Harry's face with it after holding the rag under water long enough to dampen it. He winced every now and again at open cuts then held my hand when it rested on a spot. I looked past the cuts and small amount of blood still drying to his face and saw his eyes meet with mine. I moved my eyes away from getting caught in his gaze. I was taken by suprise by the way he gently touched my hand with his. I blinked looking once more into his eyes. Thise green eyes had my heart stuck in my throat and pumping 1,000 miles an hour. I gulped but his stare stayed on my hazel eyes. He moved closer to me taking his hand off of mine and moving with his other hand to cup my face. My breathing hastened and his eyes flickered down to my lips then back up to my eyes. I wasnt sure what to do but before I had the chance to make a decision I felt soft lips touch mine. It felt wonderful and scary all at once. His lips were placed perfectly to mine while his hands held to my face. One of my hands stayed on his as we kissed. He pulled away and my eyes opened. I felt my face turn a bright red while he smiled at me. I'm sure he was not only smiling because we kissed but because my face had a striking resembelance to a tomato.

I turned to the rag that was on the ground then walked to the sink and dampened it with water again before coming back to him. I stayed focused on his cuts and cleaned him up before looking to his eyes and smiling. He smiled also then stood up taking my hand in his. He rubbed his thumb over my knuckles then kissed my cheek. I remained quiet but red as we left the room to find the others. I let go of his hand as we approached Louis' room. I knocked three times like before then the door opened. Louis sat on the end of the bed and Tiffany opened the door. His hands were covering his face while he looked deep in thought. Tiffany gave us a worried look then turned to look at Louis before coming out and shutting the door.

"Harry... I'm sorry. I'm sorry about Louis, what happened and I'm sorry about-"
"Us." He caught her off guard and her eyes widened.
"Us?"
Harry nodded his head yes then spoke, "I just can't do this to you anymore Tiffany. I've been a di*k to you all along and I still dont see why you were with me other than maybe you were too afraid not to be. I'm sorry that I blew up on you and Louis."
She shook her head no, "You didnt hit anyone, he did. I'm sorry."

He didnt hit anyone? Did he just stand there and take it? Why would he do that? I stood kind of shocked because I know I'd punch someone in the face if they were making a move on my girlfriend if I were in his postition. I just listened and her eyes moved from Harry to me. She gave a smart smile and I looked to the ground avoiding eye contact.

"I think I figured you out Harry Styles. God, it took me three years to finally get you."
He looked at her confused.
"Why you didnt throw a punch. Louis was fighting for me but you had no one to fight for. You were just making a scene so you could have an excuse to break up with me, weren't you?"
He opened his mouth to speak then closed it with a baffled look on his face, still. She laughed slightly.
"I can not believe this, you like the girl you were forced to make like you. You went out to do a job and came back with a crush. You wernt suppose to like her, you know. You were suppose to get her trust and that's it. You would be the one to fancy her. I was so stupid to let you do that mission."
"It isnt your decision what missions I do Tiffany. You arent my boss and never were."
She raised her eyebrow, "You dont think I could talk to my best friend to have a little chat with her daddy Simon? Really, Harold?"
He got more angry and took a step closer to her.
"I might just tell him that she's still alive and see what he says about that."
My eyes widened and looked to Harry.
"St-still alive?" I choked out.
"Tiffany." Harry growled at her.
"Yeah, Katherine told me not to worry about you because you were suppose to be killed any day by one of the lads so your dad would be too buisy always looking for you to bother with Simon and his plans."
"I'm sorry but why would my father even mess with whatever this Simon guy is doing?"
"You really have no idea about anything do you?" She asked losing the grin she once had. She looked concerned for me and opened her arms to hug me.
"Hun, do you know who your father is outside of your home?"
I pulled out of the hug and replied, "no."
"Tiffany, that's enouh." Harry said.
She glared at him then shrugged her shoulders.
"Fine, Harry. Go take your girlfriend and you tell her what you're suppose to do before Simon's visit next week?"
Harry stepped to her, his tall strong body towered over her small frame.
"Tiffany, dont say another word or I promise you that i'll do much worse to you than Louis did to me."
"Sure, you would." She whispered trying to make him mad. I grabbed onto Harry's arm holding him back and trying to calm him down.
"Harry, come on. I'm fine, lets go."
"I was jst trying to warn her, if you wont then who will?" She said back to us while we walked away.

I knew her intentions were good toward me but I could also tell how she enjoyed making him mad. I suspected that she had always liked doing that. We walked downstairs and he looked at the door. I turned to see what his eyes were fixed on then turned back to him.

"Harry... don't even go there. I know we would both end up hurt if we tried to run."
He nodded his head yes and looked at the ground.
"I'll be fine, you'll be fine. Don't worry." I smiled at him.

He looked around then picked up someone's cell phone on the table infront of us. I watched his thumb scroll the screen to find a name. I waited as the phone sat on his ear.

"Cassandra, we need hair dye any anything else to help change the way she looks."
I looked at him confused.
"Blond?".... "Are you okay with being blonde Scarlet?"
"Um... I guess so?"
"Yeah, we need contacts any color but blue or hazel."

He finished the conversation with the talk of clothes and a goodbye. He sighed and looked around tapping the side of his phone. I was confused by everything at that time.

"Harry, what's going on?" I asked and his head turned sharply to look at me.
"I'm not going to have you killed or any of the boys either."
"So you're going to change the way I look?"
He nodded his head yes, "You dont have to wear the contacts unless he comes or we go somewhere."
"And you really think this will work?"
"Cassanda can do anything, I trust her."
I nodded my head then looked down feeling slightly overwhelmed. Harry put his hand on my back and I looked back at him with red worried eyes.
"I'm not going to let anything happen to you." He said.
"But why, Harry? Why does it matter if I'm alive or not."
"Because I need you to be alive, Scarlet."
I still didnt see why he needed me alive, all I did was endanger him and the boys.
"I need you Scarlet." His deep voice spoke to me with care.

I looked at him shocked that he said that. That he liked me enough to go through all this trouble. I leaned to him and kissed him quickly before saying thank you. He smiled and held me in his arms. I took in the moment waiting nervously for the day their boss came to see what they had done with me.