Dedication: shtyles

Hello! I HAVE UPDATED! *Fistpump* Okay so this chapter is Harry Showing abit of softness to some certain people in his life ;)

ENJOY YO!

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Harry had a lot of errands to run. Just because he was a Gang leader, didn’t mean he couldn’t visit his family, they lived about 10 km away from the Angel’s Demons mansion. He had his family under heavy security and had his mum Anne and little brother Ashton, change their last name to Irwin. He didn’t want any harm coming towards his family.  Harry might be seen as a cold-hearted murderer on the outside, but he had a soft side only his family saw.

He drove down the long winding driveway that was surrounded by trees; their leaves were turning into orange, pink, brown colours and shedding onto the road. Harry drove out, turning right and down the country road. The engine purred as he cruised along the road with ease.

Yet he was slightly uncomfortable to be alone with his subconscious thoughts. The voices in his head gave him migraines most the time, making his thoughts confused from over-thinking. So as a resolution, he turned on the radio; loud enough for the sound to block his thoughts yet soft enough not to make it sound like some obnoxious teenager. He wasn’t a teenager anymore. He was 20 going on 21 in merely 3 months.

He sang along quietly to The Beatles ‘Hey Jude’ to himself, the gentle rhythm echoing inside his Range Rover. Harry was an oldies fan, he knew more about the 80’s than today’s Pop Music. His room was full of vinyls complete with a sleek white record player, a CD/tape boom box and racks swamped with tapes. So... yes, you could say he was a fan.

40 minutes later he pulled up to a small house, which was a one of few homes in the area. Climbing out of the car, he heard a yell of happiness from the door followed by a womanly gasp.

“HAZZZZZZZY!” he heard a high voice yell. The tall boy looked up, shutting his door hiding a small present behind his back, tucking it into his back pocket and enveloped his little brother in a hug.

“Well hello there Ashy.” He chuckled, looking down at his brother. Ashton looked like a miniature 7 year old version of Harry, with the curly hair, green eyes and dimples. Yet he had light brown hair, just like Harry did before he hit puberty and slight facial structure from their father.

He straightened up, looking over to their mother who stood to was cooing at the sibling bonding time. “Mum, c’mere and give me a hug” he laughed, waving his arm over. He picked up Ashton, setting him on his hip.

“Harry! You’ve grown into such a strapping young man.” She laughed hugging him, before pulling back and hitting his arm, Harry whining out a hey! “Why haven’t you called?! Or even drop a text once in a while?” Anne scolded. He just smiled sheepishly, while Ashton giggled at his side.

Harry looked around the area in caution, before nodding over to the door, indicating for them to go inside. Even though he had patrols and cameras watching the area, you can never be too careful.

Anne nodded, trailing after Harry and Ashton inside their home. Harry walked over to the couch letting his little brother crawl over him and into his lap. Anne sat on the recliner, wearing an oversized bed shirt with pink pyjama bottoms and fuzzy bunny slippers -Harry and Ashton’s combined birthday present 3 years ago- and raised her eyebrow at him, waiting for an explanation. No one except his mother intimidated him... and that was saying something.

“Um... I’m sorry? I just got caught up with work and forgot...” he smiled at her, all dimples and wide eyes. Anne just sighed, instantly forgiving him. Harry held his hand up secretly to Ashton, who high-fived him giggling.

“So, Ashy... I got you a present today.” He announced, unwrapping one arm around him and dug into his back pocket where he hid the small package. The little boy gasped in happiness, and cheered, now sitting next to Harry on his knees. “What is it? Can I see it? Is it small? Can I eat it?” he fired out, biting on his nails. Harry just chuckled finally fishing out the small rectangular box out of his really tight jeans.

“Here bud.” He chuckled, as he timidly grabbed the box and opened it, gasping. “OMG! You got me an IPod mini?!” he squealed. He looked up at his big brother, throwing his arms around screaming. He launched off Harry and ran over to their mother who had a look of amusement on her face.

“MUM! Haz got me an IPod! Its soooo cool, see it has songs on it!” he said, giving a vivid explanation of how it worked, Anne listening intently to his every word and nodded when necessary. Harry smiled at his family, watching them talk and laugh.

Yeah. He loved his family, but he didn’t want anyone else to know.

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Spending another 4 hours with his mum and Ash, playing hide and seek, Monopoly (with Ashton not so sneakily pinching money out the bank, but Harry never called him out) watched Toy Story and eating a bunch of junk food Harry had stashed in his bedroom closet (which may or may not have sent Ashton into a sugar rush), he decided to head off.

Harry gave his mum a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and looked to his little brother who had teary eyes and a trembling lip. “Aw Ashy, don’t cry. I’ll be back soon yeah? And then we can go do whatever you like yeah?” he soothed, picking him up. Ashton just nodded with his head in his neck and sniffled out a quiet okay. Harry smiled sadly at him, kissing his forehead and handed him over to Anne.

He hopped inside his Range Rover, shutting the door and started his engine. Harry gave one last wave and pulled out and drove towards town.

“Gosh.” He sighed, rubbing his face and glanced at the rear-view mirror, seeing Ashton waving goodbye, clutching onto Anne.

Yes... Harry. You’re right... Gosh.

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Harry pulled up in front of the alley-way he was at yesterday, pulling on his Gang’s signature jacket and slid on his grey aviators. He had to meet up with someone who had info on a rivalry gang outside Wolverhampton called Hound Crawlers. Apparently their leader Daniel had plans on ‘taking Harry Out’ -that made Harry scoff- and wanted to run the area. Pah- lease. He wanted to know everything this man had, what he did, what his

The Cheshire bo- I mean man, pulled out his packet of cigarettes and picked one out, before lighting it up. He took a drag and leant against the same wall as the day before and blew out. He’s glad someone came and cleaned the area. All traces of blood and body now gone.  

He was 10 minutes early, so he pulled out his IPhone, texting to Zayn that he had arrived, and he was going to place a tracker/microphone on the message carrier. He wanted to know what this man’s motives were, and the carrier was the perfect person to obtain the information.

Seconds later, a man with a -totally not suspicious, had this guy have no sense in class? - Trench coat, fedora like hat and sunglasses walk into the alley. He was dressed like the stereotypical spy, which Harry scoffed at and threw his cigarette to the ground.

“Okay I wanna know what this guy wants okay?” he snapped, walking up to the carrier all tall, muscles and a dark vicious aura. The man simply nodded, sliding his sunglasses off revealing grey eyes. “Okay, here” he replied simply, reaching into his coat and pulled out a cream manila folder.

Harry glared at him with cold eyes -but received only a blank gaze- and snatched the folder out. The boy opened it up, flicking through the pages, scanning through all the information.

Name: Daniel Roland Seram
Age: 37. DOB: 13/4/1977

Daniel Seram, born in Glasgow Hospital, 1977.
Parents: Both Deceased.
Siblings: Carlo Seram aged 32.

Achievements: Leader of Hound Crawlers . Majored in Pyshcology. Co-owner of mechanics shop in early 20's. Graduated from London academy, 1999. Weaponary expert. Won National Shooting Challenge, 2001. Wealthy man.

Divorced man. 2 kids: Tyler and Kimberly.
Ex- wife: Tania Peters, divorced Daniel who was caught cheating on several occasions. Now lives in the US.

Has connections to North Yorkshire's Crowkers. 

Daniel Seram is a smart, cunning and sadistic man. Will not take mercy on enemy or enemies aquaintenses. 

Harry finished reading, then looked up to the carrier. "Okay, this is good enough." he stated simply, reaching his hand out for the man to shake. Shake as in a deal for no backing down and ratting out. As they both shook hands, Harry subtly placed the microchip on the man's hand, the device latching on without any pain and could hard be noticed. 

The men pulled back from eachother and the carrier nodded his head, turned around and walked out of the alley.

The Cheshire boy sighed, stuffing the manilla folder at the back of his jeans, and covered it up with the leather jacket.

Harry, strutted out and turned the corner, hearing excited voices but didn't think much of it, (What's to be excited for? It was a bloodly Sunday, for crying out loud.) as he texted Zayn to activated the tracker.

Fast footsteps were heard, and Harry looked up to see a small -very familiarly curvy- body, dragging another very familiar blonde. Harry braced himself, seeing that he didn't have much time to move, and Blue eyes finally turned around and hit his body into Harry's.

A high squeak was heard as they made impact, and small dainty hands clasped at his chest. Harry grunted, the second time in 2 days he was ran into... by the same boy.

He heard a very strong Irish asking if Louis and himself if they were okay, mixed in with Louis' own rush apologies. Harry started chuckling after 30 seconds, effectively stopping the two. The small boy looked up, wearing a new crown and had the aura of innocence basically screaming off of him, as Harry gazed down at him with an amused smirk.

"Two days in a row Lou, I thought you learnt your lesson yesterday" he scolded. The blonde boy beside them, who was watching their interaction with confusion. Louis blushed as he glanced over at his friend who now was firing questions and then looked up at Harry.

"Um" he squeaked.

Harry chuckled, his hands slowly sliding off his waist and stepped back. "Now I thought I told you to watch where you go, didn't I?" he asked sternly. Louis bit his lip and turned a darker shade of pink.

"I'm sorry, but L-Lion King is going to be on... I-I just d-didn't want to m-miss it" he stuttered, his eyes turning glassy. Harry's stern gaze softened, and sighed. 

"Watch what you are doing okay Louis? I don't want you to get hurt. Such a beautiful boy as yourself shouldn't get hurt" He mumbled. Lou's friend gawked at the two of them, as Louis giggled and nodded as he played with the hem of his sweater.

Harry looked down at his Rolex seeing it was nearly 5, and sighed. "I better go, it was nice to see you again, Lou. Lou's friend" he nodded at the wide eyed blonde, before walking off.

Harry was nearly at his car, when he heard Louis call him back with a Curly! Wait! and stopped and turned on his heal to see the flower-boy jogging up to him. 

"Can- can I know your name? I- it just seems weird not knowing it with you k-knowing mine" he ask shyly, as he looked up at Harry with Bambi eyes.

"Harry" he replied. The taller boy sighed again and mentally face-palmed himself because he couldnt believe he was actually going to ask for this boy's number.

"Harry"  Louis tested, rolling off his tongue easily and grinned. "I like it" he giggled. And no. No, Harry did not melt. His heart doesn't melt. His heart is as cold as ice. 

"Can I have your number?" Harry mumbled, scratching the back of his neck as he looked behind them to see Louis friend watch them suspiously. Harry wondered momentarily if he'd heard of Angels' Demons, but shook it off.

Louis nodded, and grabbed at Harry's phone, and typed it in. The small boy handed it back, waving with a shy smile and a soft bye Harry, before turning around and caught up to his friend.

Harry watched them until they both turned the corner, and walked to his car. He hopped in starting the engine, but not before seeing Louis number programmed into his phone with a : Loubearxxx :)

And No. Harry did not smile the rest of the way home. He most certainly did not.

His ice heart is not warming up.

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Okay. I hoped ya'll liked this chapter. This is just shoing a few other sides to Harry... hence the title ^ 

AND SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED, but i had school and assignments -.

And yes I did use Ashton Irwin for Harry's younger brother, but I think its awesome I hope you think that aswell. 

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