Kill of the night

Chapter 8

April 2nd/3rd
Melbourne

Harry

I still can't believe this actually worked. Nico and Mia had the day off today, and I knew they where going out for a coffee. They always do.

I was surprised when Nico texted saying "your little bird is here, can I talk to her?". Of course he was referring to Josie, my perfect little bird.

I remember telling him to stay put and don't bother her. I don't wanna pressure her into taking my friendship back, so I told them to eat and sit pretty for the rest of their time there. But, knowing Nicolas and Maya, they can't do the simple of tasks. One minute he was telling me she looked stunning today and the other he was swearing at me about fucking Drew.

Hate his guts. We all do.

What pisses me off the most is that, I have to pretend to tolerate him just cause his involved with big people who could destroy me and my friends with a snap of their fingers.

Thinks he's the fucking king. Pathetic.

He's not so cocky with me anymore ever since he was put in his place. Not just by me, but by every single one of my friends. You mess with one of us, you're dead. Sadly we couldn't give him that end and that fucker is walking around like nothing happened.

Maya told me that Drew's sudden visit fucked up Nico's entire mood so they were gonna go home early. I couldn't take her off my mind, so I asked if Josie was still there.

I smile watching her frown, here in my door step, while I think about when I blackmailed Mia and Nico, just a few minutes ago into dropping her here instead of her house. Yeah I said no pressure, everything takes its time, blah blah blah; But I couldn't, I knew Drew would probably still be around, and I needed to be sure she was safe.

My house is in the middle of nowhere, which I love. I have privacy and no risk of someone finding me and deciding to murder me in my sleep. Almost no risk.

"Please come in" I step aside, extending my arm to let her in.

"Is this for real?"

"They're gone, are they not?" I question her with a smirk.

"Oh shut it, and drop that fucking smirk or I'll call and Uber" She steps inside dropping her bag by the door.

"You can try, they don't come to this area" She intensely glares at me.

"Don't test me, Harry" I smile, a full one, my dimples pop out and she softens.

She's always had a soft spot for my dimples.

When we were younger and we'd have sleepovers, she would stay in the middle, stuffed between me and Elise, and touch them for hours. It's always been a weakness for her.

"What am I doing here, be honest" She asks sharply, reminding me that that's her priority, honesty.

"I wanted to spend time with you"

"Is this your idea of spending time together, demand your friends to kidnap me and bring me to your place so you can stand here and stare at me?"