OFF GUARD ||H.S|| (COMPLETED)

87. Boate Kiss

This chapter contains some Portuguese interactions and the translation for each dialogue will be available at the end of the chapter. I'm sorry for the confusion but bear with me for this chapter alone. Sorry guys :(

Song for the (lap) dance :
Sabrina Carpenter - Almost Love
Jonas Brothers - Trust

Third person's POV:

"Are we still doing 'Operation Strip that down' ?" Liam questions and Evelyn rolls her eyes as they all walked inside the club in pairs , Harry and Evelyn walking in first followed by the others.

"That's plan B. We try and execute Plan A for now" Harry presses the ear piece against his ear and mumbles , leaning into Evey's ears after stopping at the bar.

"Meet me back here when you spot him. Be careful" he whispers , pecking her cheek and watches her leave after a nod of her head.

Harry looks around the place that was literally filled with sin , tearing his eyes away from the almost naked women dancing up on the tables - a lot of men cheering and shoving money into their boots and other parts of their bodies as the girls danced.

"No sign of him at the bar. Delta team , got anything?" Harry enquires , twirling around in his stool and facing the bartender , signalling him for a drink.

"Other than the girl who's trying to hit on my boyfriend right here and shove her arse up on our faces , there's no one here" Millie chuckles nervously , both of them hiding their faces away from the stripper in front of them.

"Atleast try to blend in guys , seriously. Don't wanna raise any suspicions" Niall chuckles , walking down the hallways of the private rooms along with Zayn and Liam.

"Try and enjoy this. Like how we are" Zayn sniggers and Evey rolls her eyes , making her way back to Harry after taking a look around the entire club.

"Yeah yeah. Three single guys in a strip club full of hot South American women. Things are definitely easy for you guys" Evelyn comments , patting Harry's back as she takes the bar stool next to him.

"Here he comes" Zayn mutters , spotting the Doctor stepping out of one of the private rooms with a cigar inbetween his fingers.

"Can you tag him?" Harry questions , taking a sip of his martini and sliding it to Evey.

"I think we can. Stand by" Liam mutters , taking faster steps towards the guy , a frown appearing on all three of their faces when they see a tall , bulky guard step in front of them.

"Delta team , we missed our mark. He's heading your way. Make it count" Niall mumbles , the three of them heading towards the bar and taking their seats a few feet away from Evey and Harry.

"Working on it" Millie stands up , smiling at the stripper on the table above them , Louis throwing a euro bill at her and standing up along with Millie.

"Oh Deus, me desculpe. Didn't mean for that to happen" she fakes an accent and puts on an apologetic smile after turning around at the right time and pretending to accidentally spill her drink on the target while Louis prepares a tissue for him with a tracker hidden inside it and quickly hands it to Millie behind her back.

"Fique atrás. Nós vamos cuidar disso" another guy snaps at Millie after two more emerge from the dance floor and push Millie off when she reaches for the target's expensive attire with a tissue in her hands.

"Suit yourself. Was just trying to help" Millie shrugs , letting out a disappointed sigh when she sees him turn around and walk inside the restroom.

"Sorry guys. I tried" Millie shakes her head and both of them return to their seats after letting out a sigh.

"You're up, handsome" Evey lets her tongue out and wraps her lips around the straw in her drink ,looking at Harry who just stands up and fixes his suit , turning around to follow the target inside the men's room.