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.


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When the door opened, I gulped. A shiver went up my back. I saw Demi in a bathtub full of blood. Her own blood. I cringed. Someone I actually knew was in Malena’s tub dead. I guess she wasn’t trying to murder us after all. I looked at the body quickly and realized that she was killed recently. Like now. Someone in this house had murdered her. But who?  I shut the door quickly and grabbed Malena’s arm. It was time to play a game of Seven minutes in Heaven but my version. I run into the living room with Malena still in my grip. “Ok everyone let’s play Seven Minutes in Heaven,” I suggested. “I hate that game. All you do is sit around and…” Lauren started. “Shut up. We are going to play,” I demanded. “Ok then,” she responded. We all sat around the dining room table. “Place something in the hat,” I instructed. “What hat?” Louis questioned. “Niall give me your hat.. Thanks,” I said grabbing it from his head. “I guess that hat,” Louis mumbled. “Ok, what should I put in?” Malena started to question. “This,” I said grabbing a bracelet from her wrist. “In a hurry there?” Zayn questioned. “No time,” I stated. “I still can’t believe we are playing a game when..” Malena started. “ALALLALALALALA!” I shouted. “I think your girlfriend is cray cray,” Louis muttered to Harry. Harry just made a face at my craziness. It was for a purpose of course but if I think about it I did sound crazy.

            “Ok everything put something in. Good,” I said quickly. I grabbed the hat and picked out something from it. It was a pen. “Whose this?” I questioned. “Mine,” Harry said standing up. “Ooo love birds,” everyone cheered. “Come on Harry,” I said grabbing his arm and walking into the closet. “I’ll set the clock,” Liam stated as I shut the door behind me. “So what’s up babe? Clearly you are not acting yourself,” Harry started. “Just because you are my boyfriend doesn’t mean that you aren’t guilty,” I started. “Guilty of what?” Harry questioned. “Guilty of murder,” I started. “I would never kill someone,” Harry said appalled that I would ever blame him. “Look, I don’t think you did it but I need to talk to everyone. It’s a part of regulation,” I mentioned. “I understand. Who died anyway?” Harry asked. “Demi,” I whispered. “So I guess she isn’t trying to kill us after all,” Harry whispered back. “No, but whoever killed her is the real killer. She was just blamed for it,” I stated. “But who would do something like that?” Harry asked. “I don’t know but I do know that I need to speak with the others and fast,” I responded. I opened the door and walked out. Harry was still on my suspect list but he didn’t need to know that. For all I know, my boyfriend could be a murder and a liar.

            “Umm that wasn’t seven minutes,” Liam started. “Shut up. It’s house rules,” I stated. He just looked at me. “Did the two love birds make out?” Malena questioned in a babish tone. I ignored her. I picked up the hat from the table and picked out the next thing. It was the bracelet I put in for Malena. “Come on Malena,” I insisted walking back over to the closet. “Um…. I don’t think you can take two turns,” Niall started. “House rules,” I responded. “This isn’t even your house!” Malena screamed at me. “Ok calm your brows,” I said place my hand out as if I was saying stop. Before anything else could be said, I felt cold heavy hand on my shoulders. A chill went through my body.  

            I was too afraid to turn around. Everyone looking behind me was shaking in fear. Was this the end for me? The thing/person shoved me forward into Harry’s arms. I turned around to see that it was my American stalker. “What do you want?” I shouted at it as I trembled in fear. “You,” he muttered. I stood there and gulped. “You killed Demi?” Malena shouted at him bravely. “Demi is dead?” Niall asked. Harry, Malena, and I nodded. “Yes, I did,” he admitted. I peered at his hand with had a bloody knife in it. I licked my lips and jumped back a little. I heard another deep scary voice behind me. Oh crap. It was my British stalker too. 

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