Dusk h.s.

Chapter 90

School is really boring as usual, but at least Harry gets the picture. We're officially over.

Gabbi and Luke try to persuade me in going to next week's big school comet watch.

A comet's supposed to pass at midnight and apparently the school thinks it's be educational to all go watch it. I don't understand why.

I certainly don't wanna stay at school to watch a frickin comet pass over the sky. I can watch that on YouTube or some shit.

Also, we have to all sleep in the gym. Know what that means? A bunch of idiot students having sex under the bleachers while the teachers sleep on and on.

Why would I want to be a part of that?

"Come on! It'll be so fun!" Gabbi begs as we walk down the halls.

"No way! I don't wanna sit with a bunch of freaks in a football field till midnight much less sleep with them in a gym."

"Come on! Luke and I will be there."

"Exactly! Harry probably will be too and I definitely don't want to be anywhere near him."

"We have class with him." She points out, being a smartass.

"That doesn't mean I have to associate with him."

"You don't have to associate with him anyway. It's a school thing. The whole damn school is gonna be there."

"That's another thing! Do you know how many perverts are at this school? I even saw Evan try to seduce a spider the other day!" I say, mentioning the biggest pervert of all, Evan Jones.

"That's because Evan's a dick."

"Yeah, he also has a dick and doesn't know when to stop using it."

"So what? You think he's gonna go into some sort of rape rampage? I think Luke might have a problem with that. Even Harry."

"Harry has a problem with a lot of things. He hasn't talked to me in days."

"I thought you didn't want him to talk to you. I mean.....him being a killer and all."

"Something just doesn't feel right about that."

"Oh, he killed her. I saw him leave with her the night she was killed. We were all at a random party. I thought they were going to have random sex in the back of his truck at some gas station. Then I see on the news the next morning that they found her body under the bridge she was killed at. Mr. Styles was no where to be found so they thought she just lost control of the car."

"Well, what if he was driving and he really just lost control of the car?"

"Anna, who loses control of a car, has it fall off a bridge and not come home with a scratch?"

I shrug. "You're right."

"It was preplanned murder. He'll burn in hell for it!"

"It seems like there's always something more to the story. Why do I feel like there is?"

She shrugs. "Maybe there's something I don't know. I'm just telling you what I saw."

I shrug. "Oh well."

I get through school at a quick pace, to my fortune.

When I get home, Robert and Courtney are sitting on the couch. I greet them and grab an apple from the kitchen before heading upstairs, making sure to lock my window.

I know Harry won't come. I also know he won't hurt me, but I'm not taking any chances. I can't afford to take chances.

"ANNA!"

I dash downstairs when I hear Courtney's voice.

"Yes?"

"Could you drop by the store and pick up a few things?"

Usually I'd say, "Fuck no, bitch! Do it yourself!" But since Courtney happens to be with child......a child who's most likely to die dead, I agree. "Sure."

She hands me a list full of things.

"You said a few things. This is the whole god damn store."

"Please Anna!"

"Alright fine!" I turn around, running right into Bullshit. "But keep this damn dog away from me."

I walk out the door.

I think Bullshit is an appropriate name for that dog. Maybe Dogshit? Naw. Bullshit it is then.

When I get to the store, the first person I see is Harry. I roll my eyes, walking the opposite way. I don't have time for his dogshit! Haha I'm a genius.

Of course, Harry always finds his way to me.

"Can I help you with something?" I hear the familiar British voice.

I turn around to see Harry in a.....uniform?

"Goddamnit Anna! If you want me to stay away from you, stop showing up everywhere."

"You're the one showing up everywhere. Do you work here?"

"Well, I need money to pay for the house that live in. Ya know the house that my parents agreed not to sell so I can stay with you?"

"Oh don't guilt trip me!"

He rolls his eyes. "Whatever!"

"Whatever? Real nice come back, Harry!"

"What the fuck is your problem?"

"My problem? You see me and then attack me randomly."

"Attack you? Is that supposed to infer on something?"

I sigh. "No, I'm just saying."

"Where's your boy toy? Telling more lies about me?"

"Luke isn't telling lies. He's always been right and I should've listened to him in the first place!"

"What the hell happened to you, Anna? I thought we were in love!"

"You know how I feel about you, Harry. And you know how I feel about everything you've done."

"Why don't you think about this? Luke has spent over a month trying to get you to break up with me. He finally succeeds."

"Because you slept with someone."

"Yeah, anyway," he says, basically ignoring the fact, "right when you're about to trust me again, he says the one thing that assures you never will again. Don't you see something off about that?"

"No. He's been hinting to it for a while. He just never wanted to tell me because he thought it would hurt me."

"Anna," he takes a step towards me, softening his voice. His hand goes to my cheek. "Why are you so quick to believe him over me?"

I shake my head. "I want to believe you. I just........can't. Luke has evidence and all you have is..."

"The fact that I love you." He cups my other cheek, staring intently into my eyes. "I love you more than anything in the world. I don't know how else to prove it to you, baby. I'm lost without you."

I bring my hands up to meet his, lacing my hands through his, bringing them away from my cheeks. I keep a grasp on his hands for a while. I don't necessarily know why.....I just do.

"I love you." I say, staring into his eyes. "But I can't be with a killer."

His eyes dull and I drop his hands.

It's true. I do love Harry. But no matter what he says, I know he killed Luke's sister. He's just trying to cover it up and I can't let him.

Harry Styles is a killer and Luke's sister was his first victim. And I could be his second.