Don't drag me into this

"Don't drag me into this" I snapped, "little to late babe" he smirked and grabbed my hand, "RUN" he yelled and pulled me down a near ally way. "No stop there not after me there after you" I hissed. " yes but trust me they won't mind slitting your throat on the way" he chuckled and came to a dead end. He helped me climb to the top o the wall then climbed up himself, "I hate you so much" I growled, "I know" he shrugged then suddenly grabbed my face smashing his lips to mine.
Why did I ever let him drag me into this?


61. The truth,

We all sit in the lounge on the sofa's. Liam happy on his own by himself, Niall and Louis were even standing considering they didn't want to sit anywhere near him.

"So are you going to fucking spit it out" Niall suddenly says angrily. No one had said a word yet.

"Id rather speak to someone with a little more manners" Liam smirks eyeing me. I roll my eyes and sit up keeping hold of Harry's hand. I was afraid to let go to be honest. I felt as if, if i let go he would explode or something.

"Why are you here" I spit with the same exact amount of bitterness as Niall but still he chooses to answer to me. I think he'll only answer to me.

"To warn you gorgeous" he winks which immediately causes Harry to tense, i quickly kiss his cheek trying to calm him a little.

"Come on Liam, you can do better than that, i thought you'd be a little smarter considering your in the house of which the owner wants to murder you" Zayn says slyly. His voice sounding both playful and bitter.

"True, true" Liam grins, "but he'll get over it, I went through my killing stage did i not" he grins looking at a fuming Harry.

"I was quite happy to shoot you before you told me about Brett, which now that comes to mind is the reason im here" he says grinning.

"Why" i ask suddenly becoming interested, I had never met Brett, but he intrigued me more and more, each time someone spoke his name.

"You want the truth" he says and I look at him with doubt but nod. "I am sorry beautiful" he says softly, "you can call it crap if you like, but i am. I never wanted to do anything to you" he says and i laugh.

"Why would you then" I scoff. "Because sweetie, tell me if im wrong but wasn't it all of you that asked ME to help get rid of Brett" he asks, I look at him confused to where hes heading with this but nod.

"Well baby, all i did was my job, in order to get close to Brett, I need him to trust me and right now he does, what ever he wants goes, that's how you get him to trust you" he smirks.

"Now he knows, I have a certain little hatred for are good old Harold here and right now, he thinks my priorities are to get to Styles, not there my beautiful is my explanation" he smirks.

"Bull shit" Louis calls rolling his eyes, "come on boys, you really think im that idiotic, do you really think i would fucking come here if i was lying, I know full well, he-" he pauses pointing to Harry whos eye sare glued to his like hes frozen. "-is ready to just about tear me to shreds. We've been friends for years surely you know me by now" he smirks and his eyes linger on me.

My mind is going crazy, hes lying. Hes already told me what hes planning to do. Get us to trust him so he can get to Harry.

"Get out" i suddenly hear Harry growl and i look to him, his fists are curled and his eyes are

"Get out before i fucking throw you out myself" He shouts suddenly and Liam stays put for a moment. "Fine" he says through gritted teeth, "and that's what i get for trying to help" he rolls his eyes and stands and just like that leaves. Without struggle.

Suddenly im angry, the room erupts into conversation as the boys shout at each other, bickering on whether or not to believe him and Harry's stands walking into the kitchen away from everyone. Hes angry.

I find myself quickly standing and running to the door, its already shut, i open it and see Liam just at the end of the small drive way.

"I know your lying" I shout but my voice shakes. He turns around but rolls his eyes. "Believe what you want baby" he says turning for a short moment meeting my eyes.

"He was there" he says and my eyes narrow, what?

"What, who?" I frown not quite understanding. "Brett" he mumbles, "he was there when i saved you" he grins. "He was listening, why do you think i said those things" he says.

I roll my eyes, that's a crap excuse. "Sure" i mutter. "Once again beautiful, believe what you want but im telling you the truth" he says and turns around beginning to walk up the oath of the road.

"And by the way" he shouts not turning around, "your lips taste really good" my heart stops. I feel my lungs burn as i step back into the house and slam the door shut. I feel tears sting my eyes as once again I feel the guilt whelm up. That's it. Im telling him. Harry. Just.....not yet...not now.



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