Dark Times

By musicnotes

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[complete]When agent Katerina Wild is hired to kill the most vicious criminal of the time, she meets the noto... More

Character Aesthetics
I: Angioletto
II: Cretino
III: Trapped
IV: Birds
V: Chamber
VI: Hand, Head, Heart
VII: Stuck
VIII: Scissors
IX: Eloise
X: Fuckarella
XI: Hallucinate
XII: Kiss with a Fist
XIII: Stockholm
XIV: Red Light
XV: The Orphanage
XVII: Unspoken
XVIII: Papรก
XIX: Niall
XIX(ii): Heat
XX: Noon
XXI: Two Ghosts
XXII: Stella
XXIII: Dinner
XXIV: Wonderland
XXV: Walk Alone
XXVI: Ready
XXVII: Gasoline
XXVIII: Arrival
XXIX: Arthur
XXX: Katerina
XXXI: Nervous
XXXII: Amore
XXXIII: Before the Storm
XXXIV: Sรฌ, Yes
XXXV: Silence
XXXVI: Crash
XXXVII: Control
Epilogue: Bright Times

XVI: Forest

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By musicnotes

Chapter 16.

                It wasn't long until we had made it to our next destination. And when we I looked outside I was surprised, yet again, to see that we had stopped in the middle of nowhere. All I could see around me were trees, beautiful, green trees.

   It had been a while since I had seen an imagine like this.

   Last time I was home. With my parents.

I know I may seem like a completely insensitive bitch.. I barely even mention them. But that's only because it hurts too much to speak of them. They are my world, and I miss them. But I know my occupation would do no good to them.

   I can't afford to miss them.

   "You okay?" Harry asked me, snapping me out of my trance. "You've been staring at the trees for a while."

   I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry.. this place just reminds me of..." He looked at me, waiting for me to continue. He showed me a part of him I had never seen before... maybe I could.. "Nothing." I smiled, taking off my seat belt.

     I knew he wasn't really satisfied with my answer, but after giving me a weird look he let it go and opened the car door.

"Where are we going anyway? I'm not really dressed for hiking." I told him, following him into the woods.

   "It's not so far." He replied, looking back at me and sending me a smirk.

"You're not planning on killing me and dumping my body out here, are you?" I joked, but part of me was slightly serious.

   He turned around and winked at me. "I don't know, not killing, maybe fucking."

    I hit his arm and laughed, and he winked yet again before holding his hand out, offering me to take it. I looked at it for a second, and the words no, don't... passed through my head but I ignored it and took his arm hand, his fingers immediately wrapped around mine.

"This doesn't make us friends." I told him with a look.

"Of course not, Angioletto, I aspire to be much more than friends with you." He chuckled, and I brushed off his joke.

"Why do you call me Angioletto?" I finally asked while we walked. I know I called him that first but it's weird to call your nemesis such an innocent nickname.

He shrugged. "Because you are."

"Care to elaborate."

We stopped in the middle of the Forrest, and he looked around as if he was trying to figure out which way to go, before he pointed west and lead us that way.

"You're naive, fiery, definitely fiery, but naive." He said, shaking his head.

I couldn't help but laugh. "You can't be serious?"

But he never replied, instead he ignored the question. "Well you're the Italian one here, why am I, the Englishman, speaking more Italian than you?"

"Because, stronzo, like you told me once before, it turns you on. Apparently. And I don't really wish to do so."

He bit his lip and sent me a look.

"We're here."  He said, passing through some bushes and I looked up.

  There was a river in tho middle of a field, a big, gigantic filed covered in flowers. There were mostly lilacs, but you could tell the war hadn't affected this area at all.

  The edge of the river was covered in dirt and tiny rocks but all around that, everything that touched the light was grass. Beautiful green grass and gorgeous flowers.

   I could even hear birds around.

    "Whoa." I couldn't help but gasp.

   He came around behind me, and leaned towards my ear. "I know."

   I moved to walk forward, but his hand held grabbed my wrist, and I felt his breath on my neck. "You turn me on, just by existing, tesoro." (It's like roughly translated into treasure but it can also mean "honey")

"Non credo Louis vorrebbe si parla di me in questo modo..." (I don't think Louis would like you speaking to me that way) I winked slyly

He looked extremely confused for a few seconds. "All I understood from that was Louis..."

"Good." I replied, and took a seat on the grass. It was as soft as I imagined, but when I looked up at Harry, I noticed he was just looking ahead.

"So what about Louis?" He asked me, turning his head towards me.

I picked at the grass, my fingers slowly sinking into the dirt. "It's been a while since I've seen a scene like this. Felt the grass on my fingers... and heard the sounds of nature. It's relaxing."

I wasn't really ignoring his question. It was obvious Harry had no idea Louis had feelings for him, and I didn't want to start problems. He's better off not knowing.

"Was your home like this?"

He sat next to me and waited for my answer.


"Katerina run! They're burning the farmhouse!! We need to get out of here!"

"No, I've lived in the city my whole life." I lied.

He looked at me for a couple of seconds. I don't know if he could read me, but if he had, he chose to ignore it.

"Now tell me about Louis? Anything happen?" He frowned. "He's not flirting with you, is he?"

I couldn't help but laugh at that one.

"El esta loco por ti.." (He's crazy about you) I answered. This time, in Spanish.

   He rolled his eyes, not telling the difference. "English please."

   "Que diriez-vous d'apprendre d'autres langues?"  (How about you learn some other languages) I grinned, and he groaned loudly.

   "That's it miss, you're getting what's yours!" He grinned malevolently, and stood up quickly, hovering above me.

  Before he could try anything, I grabbed his ankles and pulled him towards me, successfully making him trip in front of me. 

   "Kat!" He grumbled, getting up and cleaning up his pants. 

    I stuck my tongue out. "You want me? Come get me." And then I proceeded to take my shoes and dress off, leaving me in my simple underwear.

  He looked at me for a small, very small second, his eyes traveling from my head to my feet. I could see the lust fill his eyes but he masked it with anger.

   "I'm not getting in the damn river Kat! I shouldn't have brought you here, you child, come on." He walked towards me, but I stood at the edge, my back facing the water.

  The fall wouldn't be long, but I could tell the water was deep so there wasn't any danger of getting hurt. Not that I cared anyway.

  Harry reached out of me, but before he could I blew him a kiss and fell back and into the water, the cold enveloping me immediately.

   When I swam up, I realized Harry had been yelling for me, his shirt was half off and he was undoing his trousers. "Jesus woman!  You could've died! What is wrong with you." He angrily scolded me, coming closer to the edge.

   The water felt amazing around me. I had really miss this type of thing. I felt free, even though I was literally a prisoner.

   "Come on? You can't tell me big bad drug and guns lord Harry Styles is scared of a river!" I teased. "It's not even that cold."

   He studied me for a second, his eyes alternating between me and the water around me before he groaned, and finished undressing.

  If I hadn't mentioned this before, which I probably have, Harry was probably one of the most attractive men I've ever seen. And when he undressed, I could tell exactly why most of the female agents had trouble ever getting to him. He was a walking, living, beautiful distraction.

   "Cat's got your tongue, Kat?" He smirked once he noticed I had been staring.

  I scoffed. "Hardly. I'm just judging here."

   He was down to just his boxers, and he slowly walked towards the edge.

   I almost drooled. Almost.

"So, did I pass?" 

    I pretended to be in deep thought. "Hmm... six out of ten."

    His eyes focused on mine, and he had that little boy grin in his face again. It almost melted me. "You're going to regret that, miss Katerina Wild." He announced, before running towards the river and jumping in.

  I barely had time to squeal and run away when he hit the water, and as if my survival skills knew what was going on, I went underwater and swam away.

  What no research ever told me though, was that Harry was an amazing swimmer. Way better than I expected because before I knew it had grabbed onto my leg and pulled me towards him.

  I came out of the surface and met his green eyes. "Ready to tell me about Louis?" He once again touched the subject.

   I groaned. "I shouldn't have said anything."

  He began swimming in circles around me. "No. I want to know. He's been acting really weird with me lately. Maybe he has a crush on you or something. I wouldn't be surprised." He told me, rolling his eyes.

   I held my breath. "I don't think he's angry at you. I think he's angry at me." I finally said, slightly biting my tongue.

   "I was low key expecting you to speak in some other different language. So thanks. But... why would Louis be angry with you?" He asked, bewildered.

    "Did you know there might be up to nine hundred different species of sea creatures in here?" I informed him, looking genuinely interested in the water.

   I was about to swim away when his hand grabbed my wrist, and he pulled me towards his naked chest. I ignored the feeling in my stomach and the warmth of his torso and tore my hand away.

   "Jesus, let me be, why don't you ask him?" I protested.

    His hands grabbed both my arms and he held me still from wiggling against him. "Just tell me! Are you like... in love with him? Is that why you don't want to tell me anything.. when did you guys ev-"

   "That's not it you jealous baboon." I groaned, pushing against him but he held me still.

   "Then what is it?" He demanded angrily.

  "He's in love with you! Jesus! You wanted to know? He's in love with you!"

  There was a moment of silence between us, and all I could feel was his erratic beating against mine and the warmth of his body.

   "What...?"

"He's in love with you, Harry." I repeated, and he looked confused again for a second, but before he could reply, we heard the sound of a gun going off, and on instinct we both sprinted to the edge.

  "Fuck! Someone must've followed us in here."

  Harry was first to be out, and then he helped me and we both hurriedly grabbed our belongings.

   "I thought this was privately yours!" I groaned, grabbing my dress and shoes.

   "It is. But if anyone can pull some shit like this, it's D. That fucking asshole." He spat, and we ran towards his car. His guns were in the glove compartment and that's where we went before even getting in the car.

  But when our hands grabbed the guns, there was two pointed at both our heads.

  "Fucking drop them! Now!" A masked man yelled, and Harry and I both looked at each other before dropping them.

   a/n

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