Chapter 26

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Harry's Pov

It's been a whole week since the Louis incident and I haven't been back to school. I told my mum I needed some time off and she didn't even question me, just rung the school and informed them I wouldn't be coming in.

But I need to prepare for exams that will no dought be coming up soon so I roll out of bed to get ready. I have a shower, brush my teeth, get dressed and put a little bit of gloss on my lips.

I grab my bag after making sure everything's in it and walk down the stairs. Since mum hasn't been cooking I've started usually doing it. But I don't have time today so I just grab a banana and sit at the kitchen table waiting for the lads to pick me up.

Liam offered to drive me to school and pick me up like he does with Niall and Zayn. Usually I'd feel bad but I couldn't have agreed faster. I don't want another run in with Louis.

It's about 10 minutes later I hear a honk outside so I stand up and walk out, locking the door behind me.

"Morning H." Liam greets me.

"Good morning! Thank you for picking me up."

"Ahh don't stress it, all good." Liam waves his hand dismissively and pulls out of the driveway.

"So Haz, how are you feeling about going back to school?" Niall asks me. I'm sitting in the back with him while Zayn and Liam are in the front.

"Um, nervous. Definitely." I blush.

"You'll be alright. We'll all be by your side." Niall wraps an arm around my shoulders.

"Thank you." I smile.

We pull up at the school and all hop out, walking in. We all stop at each others locker before heading to class. The whole day I'm on edge, not knowing if Louis is ready to pounce on me on me at any moment.

And thankfully it wasn't long until lunch rolled around. I don't know if I should be happy or not. It's like a movie, usually all the drama happens at lunch.

I meet up with the boys and we decide that we're going to sit outside underneath a big tree to eat. Not the one with the bench because it's way to close to the school.

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Louis' Pov

I watch as the lads all sit around and chat while eating lunch. And no, I wasn't stalking them. I'm sitting on the same bench Harry found me at the day that dickhead came over to our table. The same day we kissed.

Fuck, and only last week I tried to kill him. I was so close as well.

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Flashback

I go home, determined to get rid of that curly haired cunt. I grab my computer.

"Least painful ways to kill someone"

I was surprised that websites actually came up. I clicked on the first one.

. Carbon monoxide poisoning (if fainting stright away)

. Gun shot between the eyes.

. Decapitation

. Breathing in pure Nitrogen asphyxiation

. Stab directly to the heart

I read though them all. I grimce at decapitation. I wouldn't be able to cut someone's head off. No way.

Stab to the heart though...

I look up a new search.

"Does stabbing someone in the heart kill them instantly?"

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