sorry for the short chapter lovelies but HAPPY HALLOWEEN 🎃🕸👻

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t.m.

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S C A R L E T T 💣

  A euphoric laugh escaped Harry's lips at my words. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he grinned at me. His hands cupped my cheeks as he gave my lips a firm kiss, before pulling away to speak.

   "You're something else, Scarlett," he shook his head in amusement, thumb stroking my cheek. "Let's get cleaned up."

  We got cleaned up at a leisurely pace, taking our time to scrub shower gel onto each other as well as massage shampoo into each other's hair. Once we were done, we were too caught up with making out under the water we decided to stay for a minute or two. But soon, Harry's mood turned a bit bitter, as he grew quieter and quieter while I rambled about random things that came to mind.

  My lips formed a pout at his mood, noticing he was deep in his thoughts, his gaze settling on the floor. I encircled my arms around his waist, stepping forwards to simple hug him, laying my cheek on his chest. His arms came up immediately to curl around my shoulders, holding me to him as he slowly stroked my damp hair thoughtfully.

   "Harry," I whispered lowly, relishing the feeling of his warm body against mine as he held me to him under the water. "Talk to me."

   "About what Scarlett," he responded almost immediately, his voice coming out lower than mine.

   "About earlier today, the way you snapped..." I trailed off quietly, feeling his body tense under my touch as his hand stopped stroking my hair.

  My head rose from its resting position on his chest, gazing into his eyes as he placed his hands on my lower back and sighed quietly. His gaze was averted from mine, still deep in thought as my lips formed a small pout; utterly confused with the way he was acting, even though I had a few ideas. Unwrapping my arms from around his waist, they rose up to cup his cheeks gently pushing his face upwards to meet my gaze.

   "Baby, tell me what's wrong," I murmured pleadingly, inching closer until our noses touched. He sighed against my lips.

   "I'm scared," he admitted much to my surprise, his tone uncharacteristically vulnerable as he averted his gaze once again.

   "Why are you scared?" I asked even though I already knew the answer to my own question.

   "Because, I'm paranoid. Nothing makes sense to me right now. Everything is confusing and it's giving me anxiety because Omega can strike at any time and take you away from me and I don't want to let that happen I-I can't let that happen-" Harry began to panic, his words tumbling from his mouth quickly as he soon became agitated. I reached up to gently grasp his face again, tug it forwards to capture his lips in a firm kiss.

   "Slow down Harry, it's gonna be okay," I whispered reassuringly, somewhat shocked by how anxious he was. "They're not going to take me away from you."

   "You don't know that," he hissed suddenly, his bright eyes narrowing significantly. "It's happened before-"

   "Yes but that was Black Arrow, this is Omega Harry-"

   "That's even worse because Omega makes Black Arrow look like nothing," he growled lowly in irritation, his hands quickly slipping around to grab me by my upper arms. His sudden tight grip on me had me surprised, wanting to pull away immediately.

   "You think I don't know that?" I found myself snapping back at him, pulling out of his grip to shove him back. "As soon as I got my memories back I was able to compare the torture I've endured from being Black Arrow's prisoner and Omega's fucking puppet. Trust me Harry, I know exactly how much more barbarous and merciless Omega are compared to Black Arrow."

  His eyes widened with realization, hard features softening immediately as his hands came back to touch me but I backed away with a tight frown on my face. Turning around, I exited the shower box, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my naked body before leaving the bathroom with Harry still in the shower. I could still feel the frustration sizzling in my veins as I dried off, wrapping another towel around my damp hair before proceeding with getting dressed into my nightclothes.

  Soon enough I felt my momentary frustration and anger leave me as I empathized more and thought about why Harry was acting the way he was before and during the shower. He was having anxiety because of the constant paranoia that Omega would attack and I would be taken away, and not only that, but also that everyone else could get seriously injured or even killed during the process of it. It wasn't right of me to lash out at him, but he didn't have to snap at me like that.

  Behind me, I heard the bathroom door close as Harry entered the room again. My back was facing him as I dried my hair with the towel, now dressed in my satin pajama shorts and top. With my hair semi-dried, I immediately moved to crawl under the covers before I felt fingers wrap around my wrist. I was tugged back and spun around, gaze immediately meeting Harry's soft one as he looked at me with an apologetic expression on his face. It made me feel guilty.

   "I'm sorry," we both said in unison, our eyes widening with amusement before Harry went ahead and continued speaking before I could get the chance to explain myself.

   "I'm so sorry Scar, I didn't mean to snap, nor grab you like that, and assume you didn't understand anything about how dangerous Omega is," he rambled a bit, fingers tugging on his lip ring as he spoke with his under arm folded on his chest.

   "No, I'm sorry Harry. I'm sorry for snapping too, and not considering how distressed you are right now-"

   "But you did, and you were being really understanding about it, it was my fault for snapping in the first place," he cut me off immediately, his hands moving to grasp my waist and pull me closer to him. "Don't argue back," he mumbled, nose brushing mine as he leaned in close.

   "I'm sorry anyways," I whispered, touching his face before cradling his cheek and pressing my forehead against his. "I love you Harry."

   "I love you Scarlett," he murmured back immediately, pulling me even closer to him. "More than you know."

   "Same here baby," I chuckled lightly, tilting my head to kiss the tip of his nose. "I promise you we'll end all of this, we'll leave this assassin life and start a brand new one once this Omega problem is dealt with and over."

   "I really hope so," Harry murmured sadly, the misery in his tone breaking my heart as I knew he barely had any hope for that after what had happened last time.

   "I believe it'll happen, you gotta believe too. Have some hope, Harry," I said firmly.

   "I-I'll try. I've broken too many promises in the past," he whispered quietly.

   "Most of which weren't your fault or your intentions to do so. That's why I'm making the promise this time. I promise you, Harry, that once we take Omega down for good, we will run and hide from our assassin lives," I told him, watching a tiny smile grow on his lips that made my heart warm up. He parted his lips to speak, his words making me laugh as well as nod in agreement at the same time.

   "As Sami would say, inshallah."

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   "Glad you could make it, Donovan," Harry sneered much to my annoyance as I rolled my eyes at his tone, while we approached Donovan.

  A few more days have passed by after we had asked Donovan to spy on Viola more and get her to trust him. The plan was working luckily enough; she had begun to tell him a few details about the plan while making him do her dirty work for her. Now we were meeting him in an empty parking lot.

  We had managed to control the tracking device that was installed in his arm, after Niall had figure out how to do so while using my old one. Now if Viola tried to see if he was going to the correct place instead of sneaking off to meet The Organization, Donovan going to the places where he needed to be would show up as Niall figured out a way to control it. 

   "Harry Styles," Donovan greeted with a sarcastic tight smile, while I felt like suffocating in the cloud of tension that had settled upon us as these two men stood in front of each other.

  Harry and Donovan hadn't seen each other ever since we abducted Donovan. We thought it'd be safer to keep him away from Donovan just in case Harry wanted to strike him again. But this time, Harry wouldn't allow me to go alone as there was still that possibility of Omega abducting me again.

   "So, what news do you have this time?" Harry asked in a dry tone, as Donovan set his helmet down and leaned against his motorcycle.

   "Viola has been trusting me more and more surprisingly enough, so she told me a couple of things. But I think I gave her mixed signals," Donovan muttered hesitantly, making both Harry and I frown.

   "What kind of mixed signals?" I arched a brow at Donovan in confusion.

   "She thought I wanted to hook up with her," he rolled his eyes, making me widen my eyes.

   "So did you?" Harry asked with a chuckle making Donovan narrow his eyes.

   "She's a 60 year-old woman with a sexual sadism disorder," Donovan snapped back, making my jaw drop.

   "What the fuck! Did you sleep with her though?" I questioned immediately, my eyes widening when Donovan nodded slightly.

   "Only to get the information out of her," Donovan made a face, as I pressed my lips together feeling guilty.

   "Donovan you didn't have to do that, really," I said quietly. Donovan had sex with someone he completely despised just to get information that would benefit The Organization.

   "So let me guess, you were the masochist?" Harry continued to chuckle, finding all of this amusing until I smacked his bicep with a cross frown etched upon my face.

   "We haven't done anything...intense so far, she says she's 'taking it slow' just for my sake," Donovan pulled a face once again, indicating that he clearly wasn't enjoying being a masochist. I just really hoped it wasn't affecting him mentally, but as he said Viola was taking it slow, therefore it wouldn't affect him as much. He was a tough guy.

   "Let's just get all the information we need as quickly as possible so that you don't have to go through with this anymore," I said with a sigh.

   "Right, so I found out that they're definitely going to bomb both branches of The Organization in three days time," Donovan said firmly, making Harry speak up.

   "Both branches? The one in England too?"

   "Yes I just said that didn't I?" Donovan rolled his eyes, making Harry growl, but with a grasp of his hand by mine he held back from saying something witty.

   "How are they going to plant the bombs?" I questioned.

   "I asked about that, and she didn't tell me much except that there are spies in The Organization who're going to plant it in locations even your leader wouldn't know of," he said, making my face pale.

   "When is this going to happen?" Harry demanded.

   "During the next two days leading up to the bombing. So today's Saturday: Sunday and Monday will be the days they plant the bombs and I think the bomb will be set to blow off at 12 AM on Tuesday," he said with a grim expression. "I don't know who the spies are, she wouldn't tell me the names because she thought there'd be no point in it since I've never met those people."

   "For fuck's sake," Harry cursed loudly, the volume of his tone surprising me for a bit. "It could be anybody!"

   "I'll try my best to find out who, but you've gotta start looking for those spies and search for the bombs. There's gonna be three in the warehouse and three in the apartment building," he added, the new information making me feel a bit overwhelmed as Harry continued to curse next to me.

   "We need to talk to Vlad about this," Harry muttered under his breath, hands on his hips as he stared at the ground.

   "You should. Time's running out. That's all the information I've got so far," Donovan said, grabbing his helmet again. "I won't be able to go out and meet you as often like this again because Viola will get suspicious."

   "It's okay, we'll figure out another way to stay in contact," I nodded slowly, swallowing thickly as Donovan got ready to leave. Without thinking, I moved forwards to hug him, feeling his body tense up in surprise before he wrapped his arms around me. "Thank you Donovan, for everything."

   "You're welcome, Scarlett," he murmured back, squeezing me gently in response before pulling away. "Take care."

  Harry simply nodded curtly at Donovan as a goodbye while I pulled away. Harry's arm immediately came to wrap around my waist, tugging me closer to him as Donovan hopped onto his motorbike and sped off. Once he was out of sight, Harry tugged me closer to him, circling his arms around my waist and pulling me into his body.

   "Did you have to hug him?" His voice came out in a small whine that had me chuckling and rolling my eyes.

   "Harry..."

   "I'm kidding," Harry pressed a kiss to my nose before pulling back and noticing my still grim look. "We need to do something about this," he said lowly, referring to the whole spy situation.

   "Let's talk to the whole of Valkyrie first, and Zia too since she has to inform the branch in England about this as well," I nodded in response, wrapping my arms around his waist tightly and sighing heavily. "I wish this Omega problem could just go away."

   "Me too," Harry rested his chin on my head, my cheek pressed against his firm chest as he exhaled loudly. "I hope everything works out at the end and nobody gets hurt."

   "I hope so too," I murmured in response, tilting up head up for him to duck down and kiss me.

  We made our way back to the car where we waited for a few minutes because Vlad had suddenly called Harry, questioning him about the meeting with Donovan. Harry ended up telling Vlad everything through the phone, as I watched him grow more and more agitated and frustrated with the situation. His fist banged against the steering wheel as he cussed out loud at Vlad through the phone, his dark eyebrows pulled tightly over his gleaming eyes as his lips formed a straight line, strong jaw clenching. I wasn't sure about what Vlad had said to get him more agitated, but I really wanted Harry to relax for a second and to stop worrying so much.

  It was hard for me to understand what exactly was going through his mind because lately he hasn't said much about it. Most of the time he seemed fine around me, happy and relaxed, but that must've been during the time we rekindled our relationship and Vlad took care of the problem. Now that we had our relationship established, the Omega problem soon became ours, and it was affecting Harry dramatically. The reason for that was something unknown to me, but I will find out soon enough.

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💀 sorry for the kinda lame short chapter. the next one will be gr9 (hopefully)

💀 idk if you guys understand how Harry is feeling. I try to explain it as much as possible in the coming chapters, there'll be a Harry pov soon so hopefully that would help.

Until we meet again...

t.m.