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Chapter 5 ~ Kissed By A Murderer

Carrie's POV

          He was kissing me. He was actually kissing me. I was kissing back! Wait, wasn't I telling him something before this all happened. Damn it, now I can't remember!

I pulled back, looking into Harry's eyes. He bit his lip and looked down.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

I lifted his chin up, making him look at me. What am I going to say?

"I um... should go." Really?

I kissed his forehead before heading towards the door. I looked at him one last time and his face was full of guilt. I frowned then left.

Once I got home, I got a call from Julie.

"Julie?" I answered.

"Carrie, you're going to want to hear this."

Harry's POV

          I really screwed up. She's probably not going to talk to anymore. Damn it. Could this day get it any worse?! At that moment, my phone started to ring.

I'm too upset to answer it.

I then just let it go to voicemail and was surprised to hear the voice on the phone.

"Harry, it's Gemma." My eyes widened and I scurried to my phone. I thought about picking it up, but I just listened.

"Um... I know it's been a while since we talked and I'm sorry. I just need my brother back, and you could get the help you need. I just... didn't want you to be like dad." At that point, I picked up my phone and threw it at the wall.

Wow, I'm an idiot.

I sat on the couch and slowly started to rock back and forth.

"I'm not like my father... I don't need help... I'm not crazy."

Carrie's POV

          "What is it, Julie?" I curiously asked my friend on the phone as I sat down on the couch.

"Remember how we both said we've seen Harry's face before?" Julie asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, I think I know why. Google June 8th, 2014 London newspaper."

I quickly got up from the couch and went over to my laptop and typed exactly what Julie told me to and a newspaper popped up.

"Why do you want me to look at this?" I asked.

"Look at the first article."

I skimmed through the first article and I spotted a picture of someone who looked a LOT like Harry.

"There's a picture of a guy that looks a lot like Harry." I told Julie.

"That's because it is." I then started to read.

A horrifying murder took place at a hotel in Holmes Chapel. The man identified as the murderer is Harry Styles, who was soon put in jail after found by the police at a near by gas station.

Is this really true? Am I neighbors with a murderer?

"He's a... murderer." I stammered through the phone, shocked as I looked at his picture.

"Carrie, do you think he murdered your parents?" Julie asked worriedly.

My eyes widened. It happened in London, and it was at a hotel, so it has to be him. Suddenly, something crossed my mind.

I kissed him.

I started to have feelings for the guy that murdered my parents! I'm such an idiot!

"I don't know what to do! What if he comes after me next?" I started to panic. Then, there was a pause before Julie spoke again.

"Get him. Get him before he gets you."

I slowly nodded before hanging up the phone. I went into my room and opened one of my drawers. I pulled out a gun and looked at it.

Harry Styles, you don't know who you've messed with.

~Sooo haven't updated in a while because of school UGH! But, school had been cancelled because of snow so yay for snow and more chapters! :P Hope y'all enjoyed and next chapter is coming soon. BTW sorry if the chapter was short lol~