Assassin (One Direction story)

Chapter 24

Swearing is involved and might be used in future chapters. You have been warned.

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Harry’s POV:  

“YOU KISSED HER?” Someone yelled from behind me. Crap, why are they home? I turned and saw Louis. He looked pissed and shocked.

“Boobear I can explain, it wasn’t o-” I started to say but he cut me off.

“DON’T! I DON’T CARE! YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?” Lou yelled. I don’t know why he was getting so angry, it’s not like any of us had a chance. She doesn’t even like us! That’s exactly what i’m going to say.

“LOU IT’S NOT LIKE WE EVEN HAD A CHANCE! IT WAS IMPULSE I NEEDED TO, I’M SORRY! SHE DOESN’T EVEN LIKE BEING AROUND US! NEITHER OF US HAD A CHANCE, STOP BEING SUCH A DRAMA QUEEN!” I yelled. I looked back to the screen and calmed down a bit. “I’ll talk to you later, love you.” I ended the call and walked out of the house. I wasn’t in the mode to deal with Louis, I needed a drink and i’m going to the bar.

“What can I get you?” The bartender asked.

“Something strong.” I answered. It only took a couple of shots and a whole lot of blabbing to the bartender until I was drunk.

“But I mean it’s not my fault! It was so damn tempting and I just, I just really wanted to, I needed to! If you saw her, you would understand. Everything about her is perfect! She even loves guns and archery all that kinds of fun stuff!” I slurred out.

“Mate I don’t think that’s the kind of girl you want to mess with. She sounds kind of dangerous, I think you should talk to her about it. Also talk to your friend about what happened, he shouldn’t be that mad about it.” The bartender said wiping the counter.

“Why are you so smart? You’re just so darn smart and good looking! Why are you like that?” I asked the blonde girl in front of me. Yes the bartender is a girl so it wasn’t weird that I said she’s good looking, plus i’m drunk.

“I think you’re drunk and you should be picked up.” She said.

“You’re right, here can you call Avery for me and ask her to come pick me up?” I slurred giving the bartender my phone.

“Sure, what’s her number?”

“It’s under Avery in my phone, just tell her Harry needs a ride and where we are please.” She just nodded and put the phone up to her ear after a couple of second she started talking.

“Hello, is this Avery?” Pause. “Ok well I have Harry here. He’s uh, well drunk. He asked if I could call you and see if you will come and pick him up at the bar.” Pause and then she looked at me. “She says you have to find another ride.” I motioned for her to hand me the phone.

“Avery please, no one else will. We can talk about what happened i’m sorry.”

“If I pick you up, you better not try anything on me.” She said into the phone.

“Promise!”

“I’ll be there in five wait outside.” She said. “Bye.” She hung up.

“Thanks.” I stood and walked out, not very well might I add. I was waiting outside when a car pulled up and the person rolled the window down.

“Harry get in!” Avery yelled from the driver’s seat. I stumbled my way into the car. “Why did you call me? You have five friends who would come and get you.”