The Stalker

When a stalker is chasing you and you end up in a box with your friends hiding from him and you accidentally jumped into one of the One Direction's shipments, things get crazy and people start to get killed off.


22. Chapter 22

The next day I accidentally fell asleep in the chair I was sitting in when I felt hands on my shoulders. “I’m up! I’m up!” I shouted opening my eyes. “Shhhh… love it’s just me,” Harry said. “Harry what are you doing up so early?” I asked. “I needed to talk to you about something,” Harry started. “What about?” I asked. “About Danielle,” Harry answered. “Go on,” I encouraged. “I know who killed her,” Harry stated out of the blue. “Who? Don’t tell me you?” I questioned interested. “No, I would never do something like that but Liam did,” Harry informed. “Liam? The nicest guy ever?” I questioned. “I think so ya,” Harry continued. “I don’t know about that,” I refused his opinion. “Well whatever you think but watch your back from him. You might be next,” Harry mentioned. “Just go get some breakfast,” I insisted smiling. He smiled back too. He walked to the kitchen and started cooking some food. “What do you want, cupcake?” Harry shouted. “Food!” I yelled back. He laughed and smiled. Just then Eleanor walked out of her room and said, “Hey Harry, why aren’t you with the other boys? I think they are recording today.” “Oh shot! Sorry love, next time we will do breakfast!” Harry exclaimed grabbing his coat and heading out.

            I smiled and laughed. “Harry is a good catch,” Eleanor mentioned as she sat down next to me. “I know,” I answered winking. Just then Malena and Lauren walked out. I was surprised to see them up so early but I think there were just scare of the murder. “Hey, where are the lads?” Malena asked rubbing her eyes. “Recording with Ross,” Eleanor answered. “What about Demi?” Lauren questioned. “Honesty, I don’t know,” Eleanor answered. “Probably dead,” Malena mumbled. “That or killing someone,” Lauren muttered winking. “I’m hungry!” Malena shouted. “Get some food,” I instructed. “I am afraid that the murder poisoned the milk!” Malena shouted at me. “Relax he didn’t,” I encouraged. “I don’t know,”  Malena said unsurely. “I would know,” I answered. “How?” Malena asked. “Cause I am the killer!” I shouted. “What?” everyone exclaimed.

I wasn’t really the killer but I knew that the killer was in our mist. Even if he/she was a killer I still had to protect him/her just in case if she/he was the special one. I had to pretend to be the killer to protect everyone.“I killed Danielle!” I acted. “No!” Malena shouted shocked. Just then I heard lights and sirens going off around the trailer. We all walked out and saw that Niall, Ross, Liam, Zayn, Harry who was grinning, and Louis were standing out there with the police. “Babe, I told you I would get him!” Harry exclaimed as I walked out with Malena, Lauren and Eleanor at my side. “Him? But you did it?” Malena blurted out. “Makie? You killed Danielle? You know she is not… um… a fugitive,” Eric the police guy said to me. “I did,” I had to admit. I never killed her but I couldn’t let Liam go to jail! After all I was suppose to be protecting him. “Makie?” Harry looked at me with sad eyes. I nodded. “hands behind your back!” Eric demanded. I did so and the put the handcuffs around my hands. I gulped as they put me into the car.

When I arrived at the station, I saw Thomas and Howard in their cell. “Look who is on the other side now?” Thomas teased as he stuck his tongue out. I ignored him as we walked back his cell. I asked the policeman who was holding my handcuffs, “Can I have one call?” “Yes, but only one,” the policeman explained. “Ok I will take that call now,” I insisted. He nodded and lead me to the payphone. I dialed Harry’s number. He didn’t pick up so I left him a message. “Hey Harry. I am not really the killer to be honest. I said that because I need to protect who the real killer is at the moment. They told me that my punishment is death tomorrow morning so I wanted to let you know that I really like you and I’m so sorry it had to end this way. I don’t want you to hand on to me forever. Move on, Harry. Thanks for the best time of my life. By the way, I did get into Oxford.” The phone buzzed. “That was the end of your call,” the policeman explained. The policeman pushed my into my dark and damp cell. My stomach ached and turn as   I sat there waiting for an answer even though I have a feeling I am going to die tomorrow.  

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