Mad {H.S} 1

Court

A/N: Harry is italics, Skylar is the normal font.

Today is the day.

Today is the day.

I get to see Skylar. I get to prove myself worthy for her. I get prove myself right. I will show them true love. I will show them that nothing interferes with true love. And once I leave this hell, I will take Skylar to our home, out far from society.

I have to see Harry. I get to let everyone know that he's dangerous. I get to have my rights. I will show them that the danger of pedophelia may just be anywhere. I will show them that Harry needs proffessional help. And once he's out of my life, I will be able to live a normal life in society.

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"Harry, please come to the stand."

He got up from his seat and went to the front, Skylar glaring his way the whole entire time. While he was up there, he had been questioned about his whereabouts on certain days. A chance to confess too.. and this is what he had to say:

"Well... you all think I'm fucking crazy. No. No, no, no. You've thought wrong. No one shall ever know right from wrong. There is no actual right or wrong. We do things that we enjoy without bringing harm on others."

"Mr.Styles, it's hard to believe that you believe what you just said," Someone spoke up.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, could you ever be so kind and speak slower.." Harry squinted at the woman who had said that, then his face curling into a smirk.

A facial expression Skylar has never seen on his face before. It looked like pure evil.

"What you just said.. You do things that bring harm on others. Therefore you don't believe in yourself."

"Oh no, of course I've killed others."

"My god, he's mad!"

A/N: And roll credits.. just kidding. I just thought it was funny cuz the name of the story showed up. I wasn't even thinking ab- yeah nevermind. ok back to the story. 

"That's only because I felt threatened," Harry put a hand to his chest, he closed his eyes, remembering the moment he killed Louis.

Remembering all those victims in the past two years. All those victims killed for 'unknown reasons'.

Skylar never watched the news anyways. She had no idea that many, many people were dying.

And Harry thought all these deaths were reasonable.

"Threatened? What for? They were innocent!"

"No, no they were not. They all deserved that. They would've brought harm to Skylar."

Skylar listened, horrified, as he explained on why and how he killed them.

"I cut a man's hand off. Then shot him in the head. His hand had brushed her side. And he must of been thinking.. dirty thoughts about her."

"I stabbed someone in both of the eyes, and they died from the loss of blood. They wouldn't stop staring at her."

"I shot a girl through the mouth. She wouldn't stop complimenting Skylar. Only I am allowed to do that."

Skylar couldn't stand hearing this. She had come to believe that all these people, she barely took a glance at, or may have not even recognized at all, died because of her. She stood up from where she was sitting and ran out of the court.