Psycho {H.S.}

Seventeen

A/N:

Listen to the song I added!

THIS IS LITERALLY THE PERFECT SONG FOR THIS BOOK LIKE IT DESCRIBES HARRY SO WELL!!

Sia- Alive

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Harry and I ended up sleeping in the same bed the same as the first time I met him. We didn't touch and when I woke up, he wasn't beside me.

I'm praying that I wasn't being too invasive. Sometimes my predictions about people can be off and I truly hope I got Harry figured out. I still can't understand why I decided to tell him that I would help him with murder. But really, what do I got to lose. It's likely that I'll never go back to my life again and I'm not sure anyone cares. No one has gone looking for me yet and it's nearly been a week and a half since I've gone missing.

I roll over in the bed and look up at the ceiling. Harry smell is still in the sheets faintly and I'm quite fond of it.

"Hey, you're up." I hear Louis' voice say from the door and I realize that I was too far gone to realize he was talking to me. Which is crazy because I usually don't get lost in thoughts about other people.

I sit up in bed and he gives me a big smile. He looks like a kitten and I have the sudden urge to punch his cheeks, but I refrain.

"Harry wants to go over plans. For Ben." He says and the mood drops slightly. That's right, I remembered I promised Harry I would murder someone with him. Great.

I slide out of bed and without another word, I follow Louis into the living room where Harry and Liam and already seated on the couch. I thought that Harry would be awkward because of our connection last night, but he simply stares at me before his eyes run over my outfit with disgust in his eyes.

"I have some clothes you can borrow. You look disgusting." He says and I shrug my shoulders, deciding to take a seat beside Liam who has a friendly smile.

"You look lovely this morning too, thanks." I say sarcastically. I'm glad Harry friends are around because he looks like he wants to break me in half right now. I'm guessing he is playing the 'I'm pretending like nothing happened last night card and you should too.' Whatever he wants.

"Okay, anyways. Liam and I have talked over some ideas. Zayn said he would come with and Niall. We will fill you in." Harry starts and Louis makes his way to sit next to me, leaving Harry sitting all by himself. My stomach does this thing where it twists and I get awkward again.

"Let's hear it!" Louis says and sits up in excitement. I never took him as the type to kill. I guess I was wrong, but then again I am wrong about a lot of things.

Harry scoots forward to get closer to the three of us and soon we are all on the edge of our seats. Harry places a paper down on the coffee table and faces it our way.

It has a picture of a building layout and some scribbles of directions.

"This is Winston inc. it is where Ben is located. I know because I have eyes on the inside. Michael." He points with his finger to the tall building with the white lines showing each floor.

"Ben is on the twentieth floor, so literally the very top. That doesn't mean anything other then it makes it harder for us to escape." Harry explains and Louis hums for him to continue.

"We will go in in pairs. Liam and Zayn, Niall and Louis, Me and Chris. We all are fully armed. Chris, you will act as a distraction. We will have Michael talk to Ben himself and set up an interview. You'll go in first." He says and my heart stops.

"I can't do this myself." I say and he clearly sees my frustration and it annoys him.

"We don't have time to sit around and bicker about what we can and can't do, Chris! People are dying all the time, losing seconds of their life just sitting around. We need to be fast and if you can't get with the program then tell me and I'll shoot you now. We don't need anyone holding us back." He shouts and all three of us flinch back. Harry is so mad and I don't feel like provoking him further.

"Okay. I-I can do it." I say and he smiles in triumph.

"Great! Let's move on shall we?" He says and I look at Louis who is looking at me to make sure I'm fine. I nod and he lets out a sigh, then looks back to Harry.

"Louis, you and Niall will be brought in through the back while Ben's workers are distracted with helping Chris find her way. You wait around on the lobby in front of his office until I come in." He explains and Louis nods.

"Liam, you already know what you and Zayn have to do."

"Yes, of course. Your plan is going to work, Harry. Everything is going to work out. Trust me." Liam says comfortingly to Harry and he lets out a sigh.

The tension and stress in the room is honestly getting to me. I stand up abruptly and everyone stares at me.

"I want to shower and change." I say and they all just stare at me longer, like I'm some kind of weird creature.

"I'll help you." Harry says and stands up.

"Surely she can shower by herself." Liam says jokingly and Harry's face turns red slightly from embarrassment. He growls and grabs my forearm, pulling me into the hallway.

I start laughing along with Liam and Louis as he pulls me into his room. He slams the door shut and let's go of my arm and walks towards the dresser mumbling something under his breath.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" I ask sarcastically and start giggling. I stop immediately when he turns around and his eyes are dark with a hint of something I can't make out.

"I said, maybe I will shower with you. Teach you a f^cking lesson." He says and he breathes heavily, keeping eye contact steadily with me.

I let out a small, frustrated breath and look down at my feet, breaking the eye contact. I hear him shuffling around again and I look back up moments later. He is holding a pile of folded clothes, probably one of his friends or something, but I couldn't care less. At the moment, I need something to wear other than the repulsive sweat filled clothes I'm wearing now.

I take them from him and his hand fingers touch mine slightly. Goosebumps arise on my skin and my body shivers.

"There is a shower attached to my room, if you want to use it." He says and I just blink a few times before nodding my head submissively.

I walk to the only other door in the room and open it up, walking in and shutting and locking the door behind me. I place the clothes on the toilet seat and walk towards the giant mirror.

I get a glimpse of myself and I'm disgusting. I haven't showered in a week and I look super greasy. My hair has always been naturally straight so it isn't that tangled, but my clothes look worn. All I want to do right now is get out of them.

I jump slightly when I hear Harry growl and then glass shattering.

"What is wrong?" I hear Liam say from farther away from the door.

"I'm bleeding again!" Harry shouts angrily and I hear his footsteps exit the room.

A/N:

Dun Dunn dunnnnnn!

Haha omg guys that's like a record! I think I got like three chapters out today! I'm on a role.

I have a question! I wanted to make this book only 50 chapters, but how long would you guys like it?