The killer in him

News: "The serial killer's still free. Police are powerless and don't have many clues to go by. It comes in tips from around the country and maybe someone out there knows who he is or if this just the beginning?"


9. The park

We showered and I just laughed. 
"I don't believe you. Please Niall, it's not funny to joke about such a thing." 
He sighed and made sure that the shampoo disappeared from my hair. 
"I can prove it." 
I laughed. 
"Really? And how can you do that?" 
He grunted and looked into my eyes. 
"I'll prove it tonight." 
I was amused. 


We were dressed and Niall retrieved his backpack. He reached out his hand to me and smiled. 
"Come on then?" 
I hesitated. 
"We shouldn't go late at night?" 
He laughed a little bit. 
"And how else am I going to prove anything?" 
I hesitated again and looked at him for a long time. In the end, I took his hand in mine and followed him out. 
"If we are persecuted, it may be the real killer." I mumbled. Niall just laughed and he pulled me towards the park. We ended up in the middle of the park and Niall laid out a blanket under a tree. 
"Sit here and wait!" 
I sighed. 
"Not alone!" 
Niall kissed me quickly. 
"Give me five minutes."
I sighed and sat down on the blanket. I sat in the shade from all the lights and I was quite invisible. 
"Okay, but hurry up." 
Niall smiled and nodded. He disappeared off and I wondered immediately how he could prove something that was untrue?


I was about to get up to go. I had almost lost hope to see Niall again. Right as it was, he came walking with a girl. He went up on the grass with her ​​and he set down his backpack. She giggled and I saw that Niall was concentrated. Right as it was, he bent down and rummaging in the bag. He looked up at her and she giggled lightly. He said something and immediately she pulled off her shirt. I was about to get up again, only to go away to them and ask what happened. Just in that second looked Niall away at me and I saw a different face. He looked cold out and he didn't look like Niall. I got scared. My whole body went numb. I watched as she began to undress naked and in the end she was completely without clothes in front of him. Niall stood up and he was holding something. He said something to her and she stood in a sexy position. Niall forced her to stand in different ways and in the end she lay down on the ground. She spread her legs and he sat on her knees beneath her. What happened next made ​​me lose my breath. He lifted his hand up in the air and I saw he was holding a knife. I panicked. I stood up and started running towards them. Niall didn't notice me and he stabbed her repeatedly, straight down into her body. 
"NO!" I screamed but realized it was too late. I stopped and just stared at him. He stabbed her several times and I saw the pleasure on his face.


Niall was cold. He wiped the knife against her clothes, put it down in the bag and took up some napkins. He wiped his hands and then smiled at me. 
"I told you I was the murderer?" 
I just gaped. I was scared, I was cold and I couldn't run away from the spot, I was standing at. I saw her dead body and I just wanted to scream. Niall took the backpack and came up to me with a smile. 
"She was just a whore that I found. She had no heart, so why bother?" 
I looked at him, I let my eyes drift back to the body. She was dead, she was thus completely dead? I hadn't seen a dead person before and I had never dreamed of seeing a murder. 
"Come on!" Niall kissed me on the cheek, took my hand and quietly, he pulled me away from her. 
"But what about ....?" 
Niall laughed. 
"Come on, sweetheart. I'm known! You're together with a famous guy and I'm professionals at removing crap from the earth."






Small break:

Niall isn't the Niall which you are accustomed to, in this story,
and this is just a crazy fanfic by me.

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