Clue (One Direction Murder Mystery)

Zoella Clearlock is shaken from the disappearance of her best friend. She has no other choice than to request the help of local private eye, and her past lover, detective Harry Styles for help in solving the case, all the while wondering if she will be the next one to go missing.

*I rated this yellow for graphic descriptions of murder and violence*


6. Nightmares In The Daylight

I’ll find you, sweetheart. And I’ll kill you.

Zoella shot up from her pillow, breathing shaky breaths. She had had another one of her nightmares; the killer had whispered something to her as she walked alone. She looked everywhere, but she couldn’t see him. And that was one of the most terrifying parts of the whole thing: She had no idea who was doing it.

It was in the early hours of the morning, and once again she gave up trying to sleep, for it was only filled with darkness and fear.

She got up and got dressed, but it was far too early to go to work. The first thing that came to her mind was to go down to the store and pick up a couple things, since she had plenty of time before she needed to be at the bank. So she slipped into her black trench coat, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and walked outside her apartment into the misty, dark morning air, and drove her car to the store.

Unfortunately, picking up the few things she needed hadn’t taken as long as she’d first thought, so Zoella was left with about an hour and a half before work. With a little smile playing on her lips, she thought maybe she’d pop over to Harry’s office. And so she started the walk down the block to her car, when smack! She ran into someone.

She picked up her bag from the ground, and looked up, it was Corey. “Oh, sorry, didn’t see you!” He said, a wide smile on his face. “No, no, my fault, it’s pretty early and I haven’t fully woken up yet,” Zoella insisted, smiling back. “Fancy running into you, literally!” He said laughing, brushing off his coat, “On your way to work?”


 “Soon,” Zoe replied, “Just doing a couple errands, while I’ve got time to spare.”

“Ah, nice. You know, Zoella, you look rather pale. Are you alright?

 His eyes expressed concern, and she sighed, “It’s a long, strange story. But recently I’ve lost a friend to an unknown cause.” His eyes widened, “I’m so sorry, Zoella. If, if there’s anything I can do to help, I will.” “Thank you,” She said with sad eyes, “I just want to know who did it. Tabitha never did anything to deserve that.”

He looked to be deep in thought, “Well, maybe they weren’t really after Tabitha. You know, she was only a means of getting at someone else.”

She nodded slowly, “That sounds believable. Huh, thanks Corey, I’ve got to go talk to a friend.”

 Zoe turned on her heel and headed to Harry’s office, finally thinking they night have a chance of finding out who the killer was. She walked up to his office door, but he didn’t answer.

 A pair of hands landed gently on her shoulders. “Hello, Zoey.”

She whirled around, face-to-face with Harry. “Harry!” She said, smacking his hands away, “Don’t scare me like that!” He chuckled, “Sorry love, I didn’t mean to. You’re here awful early.” “Well, I’ve just been thinking about the killer. Maybe he didn’t kill Tabitha just to kill her.”

 “Right,” He said nodding, “That’s what I imagined. I think Tabitha was just a means of traumatizing whoever they are really after.”

“And I assume that’s me… Right?” She said slowly.

“Yes. At least, I think so. Who else could it be?”

Zoella looked down at her watch, “Oh! Sorry Harry, I’ve got to get to the bank. I’ll call you after, alright?” “Sure,” He said, smiling fondly at her. It took everything in her to tear away from his gentle glance and get on her way to work. And soon she was knee-deep in paperwork and boring bank-like tasks, counting down the time until she would see Harry again. 

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