Violet (Harry/ Marcel AU)

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*James P.O.V*

"Violet is innocent, completely innocent. She didn't do anything wrong, Harry is the one who murdered those people and blamed Violet. He's holding her hostage."

"How do you know this?"

"I've known Violet for a while now, she isn't a killer. I went to high school with Harry Styles, he has always been strange. She told me that she's seen him but never thought about it, he's infatuated with her and he won't let her go."

"Well we've currently lost trail of them, but I'm sure we'll find them soon enough."

I blink and few times trying to remember the familiar names and faces. The names barley clouding my imaginative mind at the moment due to the numerous illegal drugs I've just done.

That was Violet, the girl from the motel and the dude talking was her controlling boyfriend.

Right?

Yeah and I kinda accidentally punched her. And I haven't seen her since the hospital visit. But now she's wanted, she has to be in hiding.

"Hey that's that hot serial killer!"

I look over to see my friend just as high as me walk into the room and sit down beside me on the couch.

"Yeah" I mutter under my breath, he smirks.

"Oh her and her boyfriend are both wanted damn, wait that's Harry Styles!" He exclaims, I raise a brow.

"What is he wanted for?" I ask, his eyes widen.

"You haven't heard of the Harry Styles murders?" He questions, I shake my head.

"Naw, not really" I say nonchalantly, he smacks his lips.

"Man, he cuts his victims heads off and keeps them" He explains, I scrunch up my nose.

"What about her?"

"She's his apprentice, does the same thing he does. I heard they're like in love or something" He says, I furrow my brow.

"Really? She doesn't seem like the type" I mumble, he shrugs.

"Can't judge her on her appearance, she's beautiful but not nice and can't be trusted" He mutters through gritted teeth, I squint my eyes at him in confusion and he notices.

"Well apparently" He nervously chuckles, I shake my head.

"Whatever Ryan"

*Harrys P.O.V*

"Yeah she's sleep" I mutter as I crack an egg, Kat smirks.

"You must've worn her out" She laughs, I chuckle and raise a brow.

"How would you know?" I question as I continue to cook and stir the egg yolk.

"Well you had her screaming all morning" Kat answers, I smirk.

"What can I say, I love to make my queen feel loved" I say with adoration, Kat slightly frowns but it disappears as soon as it appeared.

"That's nice" She mumbles, as she gets numerous cooking utensils out and stirs the pancake batter.

We stay silent for a while, the only noises are the eggs sizzling on the pan and Kat occasionally hitting the spoon on the side of the bowl as she stirs the batter. But the silence apparently grows too intense for her and she clears her throat, grabbing my attention.