Deceiving of the Deciever

Chapter twelve

Hey, so I am going to apologize now for this chapter. I am absolutley crap at dialouge and conversations. But uh, here you go I guess... enjoy :)

Liam’s POV:

I grab Summer’s hand and lead her towards the basement, “Come on love, Niall said it was important.” I assure her, after receiving a confused glance. She only nods and we continue our route, heading down the stairs and through the basement door. The light is on and everybody is sitting around on the floor.

“Thank god, everyone is here, and sort of alright!” Harry exclaims as we take a seat on the floor. Before I can ask, Summer is jumping up and running over to Niall and Hannah.

“What in the hell happened?!” She exclaims sitting in front of her friend, examining the bruises and cuts.

“Oh trust me; this isn’t half as bad as she is. Ha, she’s like ding dong dead. Amy tried to kill me because she thought I was ‘stealing’ Niall away.” Hannah replies rolling her eyes and smiling slightly, “Which I didn’t; then again I could smell her crazy a mile away.” She finishes, her last comment cracking me up.

“She’s a keeper Niall!” Lou comments.

“Wait… She tried to kill you, and is now dead. DEAR GOD HANNAH!” Summer yells, stalking around the room. “Why did you kill her? Hell a nice power nap would have been better than killing the girl, no matter how crazy she was.”

“I didn’t kill her mum!” Hannah exclaims throwing her arms in the air. “Look she locked me in the damn room, tried to stab me, used me as her personal punching, and then tried chocking me. I kicked her in the face, but she’s a bull. If it wasn’t for Blondie here, she would have succeeded. Niall did not mean to kill her okay mum? Look pretty much it was either me, or her.” She huffs crossing her arms, glaring at Summer’s back.

“I really don’t care that she is dead, or who killed her. I would just like to know what is going on here!” Rachel groans. Fear shoots through me, what does she mean? Has she caught on to her secret, should we tell them? I gaze around the room finding four other pairs of eyes staring at me cautiously.

“What do you mean Rachel?” Harry quizzes, wrapping his arms around her midsection.

“Oh come on Harold! You know exactly what she is talking about, you all do.” Hannah huffs slightly, but then giggles. “You don’t mind the name Harold do you? It just kind of slipped out…” she blushes looking down at her hands when Harry smiles, giving her a large nod.

“Of course, worry about the name and not the creepy party! Look everyone her is acting like they are fucking drugged up and out of this world.” Amber states. Hannah sticks her tongue out and rolls her eyes.

“Oh and the fact that you guys have girlfriends, yet your stuck on us like glue.” Summer adds.

“Speaking of girlfriends and crazy, Amy isn’t the only mental one. Rachel and I found Perry and Danielle playing in a pool of blood. Oh and they had about thirty dead people around them, and they were naked.” Hannah adds, sighing dramatically.

“WHAT!?” about five different people yell. Hannah shrugs turning and laying her head on Niall’s lap. There is no way out of this; I have to tell them what’s happening. Summer comes back and sits next to me, taking my hand and whispering softly into my ear “Li, I’m scared.”

“No need to be, love, I’ve got you now.” I whisper back, giving her soft hand a squeeze. “I have a confession to make.” I announce to the room capturing everyone’s attention.

“Are you going to tell them everything?” Zayn asks softly, moving away from Amber to the opposite side of the room. I nod and move next to him, the other lads move and take a seat behind me. I face the girls and take a deep breath.

“Now I am cold, jerk.” Kennie calls, and cuddles up next to Hannah.

“We only moved because we have some upsetting news and want to give you space, twat!” Louis calls back. She flips him off, “Then… tell us.” she snaps. Hannah chuckles, throwing her arm over the smaller girl shoulders. I take another deep breath, looking at Summer I begin.

“Alright, so about two years ago we sold our souls to the devil. We weren’t very famous, and Uncle Si had promised us everything would be alright. We would gain fame, money, and girls, everything we could possibly ever really want. The only downfall to this was the demon. I can’t really say his name, but he is a real buggar. At any time he can come into our bodies and control us, make us do anything. At the time of the signing we really didn’t think that he was real, and if he was that he wouldn’t be that big of a problem. How wrong we were; he has made us do some very terrible things. As for our girlfriends, they made the same deal, except for fame, they got us.” I babble on. Hannah raises her hand, and I call on her.

“Alrighty, you signed a contract to make you famous. But you have to let a nasty old demon take over you and do the dirty business. Oh and you now have psycho ex girlfriends that made the same deal, and would kill for you guys? I am loving this, please continue.” She drawls sarcastically, making the girls laugh at her.

“You sound so excited about it, and what do you mean ex?” Zayn quizzes.

“Well, tonight you guys just seem more smitten with us. Niall killed his, so I was just figuring that meant a future for all of us. That and you’re spilling like your deepest darkest secret with us. That and the fact that the girls keep slashing and burning the town villagers. I’m not saying ‘hey lets go get married!’ or anything…” she rambles and blushes.

“That’s the thing though!” I exclaim throwing my hands up in the air. I really don’t want to admit this, but they have to know. “We have killed people, tonight even!” I snap.

“Did you mean to kill them, or was it the demon?” Rachel asks.

“It was the demon of course, but that doesn’t matter! We still killed them, and in cold blood as well.” Harry snaps at her. She glares at him, huffing and turning away.

“Of course it matters! Look you didn’t do it, yes your body, but not you. You didn’t have the slightest amount of control, so no reason to get snappy at us bitches for understanding and accepting this.” Amber huffs.

“Why would you even try? There is no hope for us, we will just keep killing, and we could even kill you!” Louis screams. Kennie and I flinch at the sound of his shrill voice. The rest of the basement stays real quiet as we have a stare down.

“I will take my chances.” Hannah states proudly, standing up and stretching. “I don’t blame you for those murders, you had no control. Truthfully you all seem so broken over it; you’re not killers, and you’re not going to push me away. Scream and shout, I am not going to leave.” She walks over, getting on her knees in front of Niall. She stares at him contently, and before he can respond she kisses him. Pulling back, “There is a way to get rid of this demon, and we are going to help. Don’t like it? Then fine, the door is that way, we will save your dumbasses and see you afterwards.” she smiles.

“Good, now let’s get to the kicking some demon ass part! There is already so much drama, it’s gotten boring.” Rachel laughs, plopping down onto Harry’s lap.

“Er, by the way, Lou and I sort of slipped some drugs into the punch.” Kennie states nervously and chuckles softly. “So now you know why everyone else has been acting funny.” She adds. I groan, I am going to kill Louis after this is all over!