July 11th.

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"Sunflower, there's room over here." Tyler mumbled out. "Oh, no it's okay I'll just go for a run or something."

"No. No it's okay. Hero could use the hug I can't hug and sleep. Louis nuzzles himself into my chest, fast asleep and unaware. "I can kick him out, that's also an option."

"No. She's over here now, and fast asleep." I know she's safe over there, but I just wish I could've been more help. "Okay."

Louis leans in, kissing my cheek with his hand moving into my hair. My heart settled in seconds.

I was half asleep, I was fighting it because I didn't want this part to be over. It was getting harder to fight it, I don't know how he does this part but my god it's good.

I was out like a light. Waking up wasn't my most enjoyable activity either, everybody else was gone, Louis was stuck under me with his fucking homework in hand.

"Homework is more enjoyable than me? Is that was this is?" He nods. "Mhm. You want some?" He holds out the strawberry lace. "No. I kissed my class, Tyler's going to kill me."

"It was cancelled. That's why I let you sleep, dumbass." His book falls to the floor with his sweets. "You're not being very nice to me. Where the hell did you even get strawberry laces from?"

"I brought them with me thinking I'd eat them in the plane and I just never did. But also I have like- ten packs of them in my suitcase and cannot figure out why. I think I was having a breakdown or something."

"Oh my god same." There was a weird silence, there's never been a weird silence with me and Louis. I didn't like it.

So I sat up, staring at him for a few seconds wondering if it was me or him. "Hello." It was him. "What are you hiding?"

"My identity." I gasp. "Me too. What are you hiding?" I stare for a few seconds, waiting for him to fess up. "What did you do?"

"I went through your phone." He said quickly. I waited for him to carry on but it seemed that was it. "Find anything good?" I asked, his face was priceless. "What?"

"What? You didn't find anything good? There's not really much in there, mostly just— nothing, there's nothing on there." He moves his hands from his face. "You're not mad?"

"No? I mean it's strange because I didn't know people actually just did that, but I don't care." I lean in, kissing his cheek. Pushing his head to the side before kissing his lips.

Straddling his waist, I pull myself closer. His hands squeezing my hips tight like he'd never been touched in his life.

I hadn't the slightest clue what I was doing. "Baby, I'm not used to guys. I don't know what the fuck else to do." He laughs, shaking his head before pulling me back down.

"Just stay like this." He looked pretty as ever. I didn't want to stop the kissing but I liked looking at him so this was a struggle. "You're so pretty." I said, smiling against his lips.

He let out a huff. "See- if I did that you'd chop me up and put me in a box." Or a pie. "What a shame. A boy called you pretty- you are a boy kisser, you little liar. You lied to me."

"I- whatever. I was scared I thought I was about to get hate crimed. I mean have you seen the news articles on your family?" I snicker. "I know. Ironic if you ask me. I mean, years of homophobia and bam, they have me."

I sit back on his lap, resting against his legs. "You're not gonna yell at me this time? For calling you gay?" I sigh. "No. No I've- I shouldn't have done that anyway cause I've known since I was like ten. I was just ignoring it for- obvious reasons."

"Ten?" I nod slowly. "Yeah. Me and Daisy were on holiday with her mum and there was a boy, just like- that's it. There was just a boy, just sat there. Apparently Daisys known for pretty much my whole life but I think she's bullshitting me just for fun."

"She talks about you all the time you know. Just constantly. Yesterday at that dinner, Hero said that she'd managed to bring you into every single conversation she'd had."

"Really?" My heart jumped. "Yeah. They didn't mind it, in fact I think they enjoyed it. It was pretty cute according to Diana."

My phone starts to ring, seeing those last three digits sent my head into a fucking frenzy.

"I have some people I would like you to meet, meet me by the dock... I'm busy... I'll see you in fifteen minutes... okay."

Staring off into space for a few seconds, I started to question if this was any better than death. Or if I should just let him kill me.

"Harry." But if dying makes me lose these kind of moments, then I'm not sure it's worth the risk. "I have to go and do something, I'll call you. Okay?"

"You're just leaving?" Grabbing my jacket, I watched him try to put the pieces together. "That's the jacket you wore the other night. Where are you going?"

"Nowhere important I just like this jacket." Leaning in to kiss him again, I stayed for a few more seconds, pulling away only to kiss him again.

Not for anything important. I think I just really like kissing.

"I'll see you later. We have somewhere to be later. Can you pick up my suit from the dry cleaners please. Yours should be there too, the ticket is in my wallet."

"You'll be back soon though right?" Lying didn't feel right anymore, but it was all I had. "Yeah. Yeah I'll be back in no time." Kissing him one last time, I kept myself there for a moment. Smiling before I made my way out.

Driving in silence because if I heard a single song that I didn't like it would ruin this entire day for me and I can't be arsed dealing with him whilst in a bad mood.

I didn't want to see him at all, but being in a bad mood too? Not a fucking chance.

"I'm here. What do you want Val?" He hums. "Wow, aren't you a pocket of sunshine. I need to know what you've done to- keep your urges down. Who have you killed?"

"Diana said I don't have to do reports anymore. Only the under 18's have to fill them out." He waves me off. "No, no I don't care. Who have you killed, Harry?"

"I don't know, I killed a few people. I killed the Dawson family the other day, I killed Jayden as requested." He nods. "You were close with the Dawson family. I'm sure you had fun, how did you do it?"

"I turned them into pies." He pats me on the back. "Atta boy. See now we're talking. Your mother would be proud. There's a man I need you to kill. The event starts at seven, I need you to be there on the dot. Bring whoever you like, girlfriend, boyfriend, whatever. I need this man dead, he's-" he paused. He never pauses.

Which means this was about to be the easiest kill in the world. "What did he do?"

"Human trafficking, cannibalism- ironic I know. He's auctioned off a few of the girls he's taken, he makes millions on it. I need him gone, I need my little girl back. So the sooner he leaves the sooner I can get her."

"Yeah I'll, I'll get it done. I'll have it sorted, Ruby is with me." He smiles. "Good, I need someone to know what they're doing."

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