Harry Styles.
"So what's it gonna be?" He looked so pretty from up here. "You gonna give me him back or is she going to be dying right here?"
"Why do you want him?" He shrugs. "I want him dead." Oh god. "You're not gonna find him." Riley falls from the roof, taking up the attention of the whole room.
"Riley. I've missed you."
"Ew."
Making her way over to Louis she taps her nose. "So. You gonna tell me where he is? No? Cool-"
"No!" Jace yells. "Please. Louis please."
"Little bitch knows how to beg." I drop my head against the metal bar hoping it takes me out. "Louis please. Please we don't know where he went. We took him but he got away."
"You can kill him just- please. Please don't kill her." His ears pushed back a little. "My god you've gone soft. Fine."
Pushing her towards Jace he takes the gun from his back pocket. "I don't like being lied to. Tell me something Hannah. How badly do you want to live."
"Louis I wasn't lying. Please." Louis smirks. "How about both you? Hm? Romeo and Juliet this shit except I'm the one that fucking kills you?"
Louis nods. "I like that idea more." He cocks the gun, holding his finger on the trigger. "I really really doubt you'd do it."
"I'm about to go on a hunt to find my boyfriend so that I can shoot him in the, fucking head! Don't try me dad cause i will not fucking hesitate to have your eyeballs gouged out with a fucking spoon." He scoffs. "Whatever you say Louis."
Holding the gun to Hannah's head he starts to smile. I hold my hands over my ears hearing the gun shot but closing my eyes just for long enough just to see her fall into Jaces arms.
"Oh, i think she was about to talk." Jace sits on the floor holding her quietly hoping he doesn't have to do too much.
"Oh my god! You're so boring. Where is the drama?! Jace you're supposed to be on your knees confessing your love telling her you're sorry. Fuck it."
He pulls the barrel of the gun back. Only to have it knocked from his hand.
"No? You dont want to play this game anymore? Cool well you guys have fun. I'm gonna go find Harry and just hope he doesn't start moaning when I cut him up- actually. You know I'm not quite sure anymore."
Pulling myself up I climb back up onto the roof finding Niall stood there with a dissatisfied look. "That was the grossest thing he's ever said."
"Is it?" He nods. "Yeah. You not gonna start running?"
"Nah I like watching him walk towards me it turns me on." I start to make my way down the stairs. Sitting in his drivers seat just waiting.
"Hi my love." He brushes his finger under my chin. "Hi."
"Get the fuck out of my seat yeah." Throwing myself over he takes the drivers seat. It was an awkward drive. "Louis-"
"Don't ask." I nod. "Yeah no that's fine I just- I wanted-"
"Baby. Please, I need them all to think I'm killing you so please just do what you can to act scared yeah? Can you do that for me?" My god I think I might just take him now.
"Yeah. Yeah I can do that." He squeezes my thigh. "I'm not actually sure how I plan on fake killing- I am actually pissed at you though."
"No I know but it only lasted a month and then I was all yours I swear. I barely even gave him anything- oh god that sounds like I had sex with your dad. I didn't mean it like that."
"I imagined you didn't. Why though? I don't understand? That whole thing about us meeting you did that on purpose. I brought you back to my house thinking it was all an accident and you planned the whole thing."
"Barely did it for him." I mumbled knowing he didn't hear me. "What?"
"Nothing." He squeezes my thigh, it wasn't as nice this time. "Say that again."
"I don't want to." He parks outside of the house. Niall's car parking behind it. "Tell me what you just said Harry."
"I don't want to." He slams the car door. Him and Niall start arguing about god knows what. I could see the reflection in the tree from where they were watching everything.
Louis grabbing my arm pushing me into the house just before the door closed. "Move your ass." He keeps pushing me I wasn't enjoying it too much. "Louis can we-
"No I don't want to hear it. Fuck off Niall!" I hated that he had to keep it from them. They seemed so sad. "John." I nod at him. "Harry."
"See told you he talks." I mumbled out. "You don't have to stay if you want to watch this."
Twirling the bat around his hand I start to wonder if maybe I'm a little fucking sick in the head for enjoying that. "It's been nice knowing you John."
"Till next time Harry." The door closes, he swings at the dead guy in the corner leaving me just as clean as when I came in. "You're so cute when you do that Louis."
"Shut the fuck up." The bat drops and suddenly he's storming over. Sitting on my lap. "I've missed you." I breathed out, gripping his waist pulling him closer. "You're so pretty."
His hands hold in my hair, leaning in closer, his lips brushing over mine. "You fucking enjoyed that shit you fucking freak." I nod. "I did. Fucking sue me."
"You're fucking weird." Kissing me gently his hips push over mine. I never lasted very long when he did that, my kissing was always cut short. "Fuck- wait. What if-"
"They won't. John knows what he's doing. Gonna take a couple- weeks to kill you. Might have to keep coming down here just to finish the job."
"And they say romance is dead." He hums against my lips. "Is it weird that this isn't weird? I mean I've killed people in here."
"Yeah but they're dead what are they gonna do?" He laughs. "Somebody's desperate."
"Fuck off." Kissing down my neck slowly he grabs my hands pushing them over his jeans with a little more pressure.
"Really enjoy contradicting yourself don't you baby." He whines. "Don't call me baby."
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Love&Affection | Larry Stylinson
Fanfic"He's dead." Harry whispered. "That's the idea." "He's dead." He repeats. "I mean his eyes are separate from his sockets and his spleen is somewhere mixed in with his teeth. So yes." "You killed him!" He points. "Don't point what if he's shy." "Oh...
