I'm Broken but I'm fine

Part 8

"What do you say about coming to work with us for a while hey?" He asks me.

"Will......will Harry get mad?" I ask quietly.

Niall, Zayn and Liam all laugh.

"No babes, he won't and if he does he will have us to deal with alright" Zayn replies.

I nod my head and we get up off the floor. Zayn tells me to go change so I head to my room and change into my black skinny jeans and a baby blue sweater. It's one of the only coloured pieces of clothing I own. I go back into the bathroom and suck up the pain and put my bracelets back on, I can't go out without them on. All it would take was one wrong move and my wrists would be exposed.

The car ride over to the station is filled with Liam, Zayn and Niall discussing a case about the dead body they found. To me it sounds really creepy and not something I want to think about. Apparently the body was found mutilated and I know London is big but the thought of a killer out there doing this is scary.

"Do you ever worry that you will get killed?" I ask suddenly, when the talk has died down.

"You mean on the job?" Liam asks.

"I mean like.....the killer, if they know who you and Zayn are, know that you are onto them and getting close to solving the case, aren't you worried they will kill you or....or someone you love so they won't get caught?" I ask genuinely.

"Well, I guess but it's a big risk going after a cop. We have been threatened a few times but nothing has ever happened. We trust our ranking enough to keep us safe" Liam says.

I hum in response and continue looking out the window. When we pull up at the station, we see Harry's Rover in the parking lot and I sigh as I get out of the car. Surely he won't yell at me here, in front of his co workers.

We head inside and I trail behind the boys, when we enter the station it's like the boys are celebrity's, everyone greeting them and high giving and fist pumping. Telling them they are all glad to have them back. The amount of male testosterone and muscle in the room is apparent and I've never seen so many good looking fit people in one room. To say police are fat and eat doughnuts all day is a big fat lie. These guys are something else, maybe it's because they are detectives and higher ranking cops. Whatever it is I'm bloody intimidated. I shrink back on myself and follow the boys through to the office at the back of the station. There are several curious eyes on me but I don't get introduced to anyone. We make it to a carpeted hallway and I see two offices with glass doors at the end. One says super intendant B. Winston and the other says detectives Styles,Malik,Payne and Horan. So they all share the same office. I wonder if they requested that, they are in different departments after all.

When we enter the office, I see four desks two on either side of the room facing the middle of the room. Harry is sat in his with his feet on the desk talking to someone in front of him in a clean cut suit. He has dark brown hair and seems like a nice guy.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Harry says sharply and stands up in his spot.

The guy he is talking too spins around at Harry's outburst and sees the boys, he smiles and they all hug hello and greet each other. I stand by the door, my bottom lip between my teeth and fight the hurt in my chest at Harry's reaction.

"Aghhhhh and who do we have here?, this must be the infamous Louis!" The suit guy asks.

I look towards him and nod my head a little.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Louis, I'm Ben. These guys boss for all intensive purposes" he says holding out his had. For me to shake.

"Um, it's nice to meet you too" I say back, shaking his hand.