Chapter 14

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Zayn's P.O.V.

When the lads and I returned we found Harry and Niall on the couch watching The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Niall was practically on Harry's lap as he held an empty bag of chips in his hand.

"Hey boys." Liam said, gaining their attention.

Niall jumped and it looked like he let go of Harry's hand but, he did it too quickly, so I wasn't sure.

"Well look who decided to come back." Harry said.

"You ditchers." Niall said.

"You guys were still asleep when we left." Liam said.

"So, you could have told one of us. You scared me." Harry said.

"We're sorry, Haz." Louis said, ruffling his hair as he sat down on the other couch.

"Well now that we're all here. We could play some FIFA." Liam said, making Niall jump up in excitement.

"Go on and play. I'm going to the library." Harry said, standing up and walking to the stairs.

"Aw, come on Harry. You always go to the library. Can't you just have one day with us?" Louis asked.

Harry came back from upstairs holding a couple of books in his hand.

"Sorry. I have to return these today." He said, headed to the door.

"Well, can I come with you?" Niall asked.

"No, I'll be fine. See you guys later." He said as he walked out of the house in a rush.

"The hell is his problem?" Louis asked.

I noticed that Niall was frowning which is always a No for me. I walked over to him, sitting down next to him and he gave me a small smile.

"Guess he just wants to be alone." Liam said.

"Well, did we do something wrong? It's like he doesn't even want to hang out with us anymore."

"No, he does. He still likes us... Right?" Niall said.

"This is Harry. If he had a problem with us, he would have told us by now." Liam said.

"Um, if you haven't noticed. Harry is quieter than Zayn now." Louis said.

"Still I don't think he hates us or anything. We could ask him if we did something when he gets back."

Louis sighed and stood up, walking towards the PlayStation, setting the game up. I looked down at Niall to see that he was still frowning. I nudged his shoulder with mine.

You okay? I thought.

He nodded.

I'm fine.

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Harry's P.O.V.

"Thank you again, Mr. Styles."

"You're Welcome Miss. Alin." I said, waving goodbye to the librarian.

We went our separate ways, hearing the clicks of her heels getting fainter and fainter. I clutched my books to my chest, glancing up at the night sky. The stars seemed brighter here and the sky was clearer.

I caught the scent of cigar smoke and stopped walking. I looked behind me seeing a familiar lean figure leaning against the wall.

"Mr. Styles." The deep voice said.

"Myles." I said.

He got off the wall and toke a few steps toward me, coming into the light of the streetlight. He was in his usual black suit with a cigar between his fingers. His black fedora tilted to the side, hiding his face in the darkness and smoke.

"How is everything?" He asked.

"Better." I said.

"That's good to hear." He said. "Your voodoo friend wanted me to send you something... A gift."

He held the cigar between his sharp teeth and reached into his pants pocket, pulling out a small white bag with a black string around it. I held my hand out and he dropped the bag into my hand.

I pulled on the string, opening it and reached in. I grabbed something silk and pulled it out the bag. My fingers holding a black slick string then at the end of it was a black crystal.

"Said it would help strengthen your powers and help protect you."

I placed my books on the ground and put the necklace on. When it touched my chest, it burned and it seemed to vibrate. I shivered, my hands shaking as the energy from the crystal started to surge through me.

Oh my, this feels wonderful. A male voice said.

The feeling of power. Hmmm. A women voice said.

"Well?" Myles asked.

"Feels... Good." I said.

Yessss, very good. The male voice said again.

"Nice. I'll tell your voodoo friend you like it." Myles said.

"Tell them I'll be visiting soon as well." I said, picking my books back up.

"I shall, Mr. Styles. Until next time."

He tipped his hat in a goodbye and turned around, slowly disappearing back in the darkness.

End of chp. 14

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