Alex's POV :

It has been three days of working under Harry , and I have avoided communicating with him at all points . Whenever I have to submit the paperwork to him, I just knock his door, enter the office with his permission , keep the papers on the desk and leave . I handle situations with one word answers and nods .

I pretend as if I ignore his deep stares , that I don't notice how his eyes bore into my skin , but I do . I do notice from the corner of my eyes , whenever I encounter him, that his eyes desperately try to read my face , his deep green eyes try to look for any chance to meet my own eyes . But I have successfully managed to keep myself highly professional and totally ignorant of the fact that we have ever met outside of work . As tempting as it seems to look at him, I can't give in .

Although the other day James told me that he could not find any Harry Styles related to that prick Jay's family tree , yet I do have some reservations . Because when I tried to connect the dots , there was something about Harry's reaction to my confession one month back ,that didn't seem to fit the theory . There is some loophole somewhere and I'm missing it out .

My secret project to kill the life out of Jay Styles is currently on hold because that asshole has highly raised his security , since the event last month . And as desperate as I have been to kill him , James has been the wise one here , telling me to hold myself or I'll end up getting killed . Even though I pay James to work for me, over the years he has evolved as a brotherly figure for me since everyone in my life took the ticket to heaven .

I've grown numb now, numb to the world . It seems I was born for one purpose . I really don't care what my life would be after I fulfill it , but atleast I would die with my head held high, being proud of myself.

The walk from work to home is as usual consuming .Monotony has consumed me . I walk down the street towards my home (apartment). A home just for name sake, a home which I don't look forward to go to , a home where there's nobody except my whisky to welcome me with hugs and kisses . But that's how life is . That's how it has been for a long time now . After tomorrow ,I could say ,it's been that way for precisely THREE YEARS .

Just when I am a few blocks away from my apartment , it strikes me that I had to buy some items from the store . I turn back and head towards the departmental store , just two more blocks away .

As I browse through the isle for my items , my eyes seem to land on the liquor section . Before I know, I'm standing in the queue to get the bottle of vodka in my hand billed . As I reach the exit , I pop the cap open and with one smooth swing , the bottle is attached to my mouth .

I gulp it, my throat burning from the taste of it . Little do I care .As I scurry down the street , I pretend not to notice the deep scowl plastered on the face of each and every pedestrian .Its finally getting dark and I'm happy I won't have to look at their faces anymore. The more I sip it, the less it burns . This is my way of escaping.

Harry's POV :

Three days . Three days since I joined and not even a sentence has left her mouth . Only nods and one word answers are how she communicates with me . She doesn't even meet my gaze . I cannot help but stare at her , every time she is in my office . I try to get an eyeful , try to beg her with my eyes to look at me . But deep inside ,I sometimes hope that she wouldn't , so my vulnerabilities won't be exposed to her.

She seems to be lost in a world of her own , her eyes seem to be staring nowhere, as if something is troubling her . I can feel it that she's broken , I can see the shards of past shattered in her deep blue eyes . As confident as she may try to show herself , her face sometimes lets it slip and in that rare moment , I catch a glimpse of her insecurities . When she smiles and tries to talk with her co –workers , I can see that her smiles never reach her eyes . Those eyes hold pain and a flare of revenge .

She does talk to everybody, but why not me ? I guess some questions are better unanswered . At least she has not faltered at work!

I sigh from exhaustion and keep my gaze on the road ahead , which is shrowded with a layer of darkness and illuminated only by my headlights . I loosen my tie a little and run my hand through my hair .

I decide to take the shorter way to home today. Just as I take a turn to a secluded street , I hear a high pitched shriek . My eyes snap to the source of the sound . When I hear the shriek again, I park my car near the sidewalk and walk to the corner of the street , in the direction of the source . I carefully take one step at a time , preventing my leather boots from producing any sound . As I near the corner of the street , I can make out two figures , standing at a distance and hear a bunch of profanities being hurled at the man by the woman . One step closer and now I can see that the man is forcing the woman on her knees .
I take quicker and larger steps to reach there quickly, but I stop in my tracks when I see the woman pointing an object at the man . When I squint my eyes to see , I realize that it's a gun .

The man has already fled and the woman is sitting on the ground . Now I'm standing in front of her and I quickly crouch down to her level . It comes out as a whisper when I ask her , " Are you okay ?"

She doesn't look up, instead she starts to laugh hysterically .

Between her laughs , she tries to talk , " OH NO! The hero is here ! Well you won't get the credit here . Because guess what ? " she slurs " The girl saved herself !" She raises her gun in her hands , using another hand to point at it , " This always works. " She bursts into another set of laughter .

I sigh in frustration and grab her arm, helping her to her feet . As she gets up, she stumbles and I take a step closer to her ,to prevent her from falling. When she's up , her eyes finally meet mine , hers holding a deep scowl at first ,but then they soften as we seem to stare into each other's souls . The proximity , making things worse as I feel her breath quicken . My breath seems to match the pace . Even through the thickness of the dark, I can see through her deep blue eyes and search her soul.

I am forced to snap myself out of her trance , with a light cough . I sneak another glance in her direction and she seems to be in a tranquil as she studies my face . I take a step away from her .

"Alex . " , I say and my words are enough to bring her back to reality . 

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