The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

TBITB|| LXVII

Chapter sixty-seven of 'The Boy In The Basement':

Harry

        My mouth automaticaly went dry. Deep in my gut, a pained feeling was digging through, telling me something horrible was bound to happen. It was almost foreshadowing. On the back of my neck the hair stood on end at the sight of Miles. He looked awful. His hair was tousled left and right, up and down, side to side. His skin was dirty. The moon shining brightly behind him gave him a devilish look with his eyes glowing bright red. His cloths were torn in various spots to make you wonder: what the hell happened to him?

"You need to leave." I spoke up, looking straight into those eyes that could take me by the throat and drown me in hell. A gust of wind blew past all us us, besides him, when Miles smiled down at us. My cloths wipped against my skin, my hair flying out and about in whatever direction it felt like going.

"I can't leave, Harry. You broke our deal. Now I have to kill both of you," his eyes narrowed. "Where is she?"

"That is non of your business. Get out of here. There are more important matters at the moment rather than you tearing off Harry's head." Liam barked in a deep voice that made goosbumps race up my arm, trying their best to escape the voice.

        Miles jumped down off from the branch he was standing on. The ground shook slightly from his heavy impact. At the same time we all took a step back, balling our fists, narrowing our eyebrows at him. The devil was in front of us. We needed to stop him.

"I'm going to get the girl and make you watch me tear off her head," he was spitting venom right at us. His voice was so evil. "And, then, I'm going to do the same to you, and you, and you, and--"

        Zayn connected his fist to Miles' face, causing his to loose his balance and fall down onto his side. Zayn, looking completely surprised of the quick action, shook his hand a couple times, examining it.

        All of us could expect what was going to happen next, so we all got ready. Behind me, Liam commanded Louis and Niall to get to house and get the phone ready in case something bad happens. Soon enough, they were sprinting off towards the house. They didn't have any powers so it would be difficult for them to help us out. This is the most they can do for us right now.

        In a quick motion, Miles kicked my legs out from underneath me. My back connected to the ground with a loud thump! making me loose my air. My eyes grew wide, my mouth parted as I stared up at the dark sky. No stars were shining tonight. They didn't want to see this.

        Everything was a blur to me at the moment. Ringing was loud in my ears as I turned over on my knees, my face almost in the ground. I coughed and coughed, trying to bring my air. I need it to fight. I need it for my girlfriend.

        I tilted my head up to find Miles flipping Liam over his back making him crash down onto the soft but hard ground on his back. Zayn punched Miles' gut, him towering over. Zayn took advantage of that connecting his fist to his face again. But this time, it didn't bother Zayn's hand as it did before.

        Quickly, I scrambled to my feet, attempting to help Liam up. I offered him my hand, making eye contact with his brown ones. I nodded my head, basically telling him to get up because I got him. In the background there was the sound of flesh behing punched uncontrollably.

        Liam got up and hurriedly went and helped out our friend. Gladly we got there in time because Miles outstretched him arm to punch Zayn. He was too quick for Miles though. Zayn moved his head and I leaned forward, wrapping my big hand around his skinny forearm. I yanked him toward me which caused him to move forward and lean down.