Two Face [h.s]

08

Eden POV

My heart stoped once I heard those words come out of Harrys mouth. The worst part was the way he said those words. He said them as if he didn't care and he was even smirking. This guy is a maniac.

No way they were actually going to kill me. This whole thing seems so unreal. They have to be out of their mind.

"Your fucking insane." I said in awe. I couldn't believe this.

"Maybe." He shrugged he said making complete eye contact with me. I shook my head is disbelief. What did I do to deserve this.

I looked at Zayn who was already looking at me. I made a hopeful face wishing he would say something. But no one said anything. It's like everyone forgot about last night. Everyone was so sweet but these weren't the same boys from last night. They completely changed.

"Why are you looking at him? Look at me." Harry muttered harshly. Zayn just looked at me with coldness in his eyes. I was so lost on what I did to them. I wasn't going to tell anyone what I saw. I didn't have anyone.

I looked down at my lap and didn't know what to do. All I wanna do is go home and cry. But I couldn't cry in front of them. Today has been so stressful for me and I couldn't do this.

I let out a shaky breath and I sighed. I felt a lump forming in my throat, and feeling my eyes get a bit heavy. My chest started to get tight too.

"You saw what happened last night. We were just doing our job." He said coldly.

My head immediately turned up towards him. His job? He's a bartender. What is he even talking about. He couldn't be talking about him killing that innocent guy, right? Who kills people for a living and calls it a job. This is sick.

"But wait, your a bartender Harry." I told him with full confusion.

He looked at me smirking once again. I hate it when he does that shit. He chuckled with facing his head down and shaking it.

"Am I?" He said in a questionable tone.

"Harry I don't fucking know. You were just a bartender two days ago and now your out there killing people, I really don't know what you do." I said hoping he would just carry on with what he was trying to say.

I didn't know what he wanted me to say. So I just told him what I knew.

"Take a guess." He said trying to reason with me.

I laughed to myself at this whole situation. "Your fucking joking." I said shaking my head. He wasn't be for real was he? I bit the inside of my cheek and looked looked out the windows behind him.

"I'm not playing your little fucking game." I told him harshly. I was so fed up with him. I just wanted him to tell me whatever he wanted to. So then I could ask all the questions I want.

"Well we don't just kill people." Zayn spoke out.

I turned myself towards him. This whole conversation was making want to throw up. I can't handle all this.

"We're in involved in something bigger than just that." Louis spoke out from my left. I then took my attention off of Zayn and onto Louis. They all sounded so calm about this.