Hired by Styles (Harry Styles)

Chapter 16

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 T a y l o r

“SHIT TAYLOR!” Liam yelled as he ran towards my side, Harry stood there in shock as he pushed past the crowd the raging on and slipped out the fast food outlet.

I sat there silent, in shock you could say. I didn’t know what was going on, I was lost for words. I was just speechless.

Luckily the knife pierced through the heavy sweatshirt I throw on moments after I stepped out into the cool air. The tip of the knife gently poked my, covered in goose bumps, skin. I let out a sigh of relief and looked up to Liam frightened.

“Let’s take you home.” He said, the word ‘home’ was almost nonexistent to me. Like the word ‘no’ wasn’t in Harry’s dictionary, home wasn’t in mine.

I nodded my head slowly as he helped me up from the cold KFC tiled floor. I looked down and ignored all the stares I was getting from the people who witnessed the incident. Liam and I walked out the outlet and walked out the mall.

“Would you like to come to my house? I don’t want to leave you alone..” Liam broke the silence as we walked down a familiar town and I bit my lip.

I nodded my head and hummed in response as he changes the direction we were previously going and began to walk to his house.

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As soon as we climbed onto his front porch I knew it was a bad idea, I began to turn around but a cough came from behind me.

“Where are you going?” Liam asked, pouting his bottom lip out a bit.

“Uh.. getting the mail?” I lied as my cheeks became rosy.                                                             

“Um... come inside, yeah?” Liam smiled as he grabbed my arm and literally dragged me inside. I made my way to the leather couch that was positioned in the center of the family room and looked up at him.

“Who was that guy? Who tried to hurt you, and me?” Liam wondered as he made his way towards me and stood in front of my view.

I shook my head and looked down, “I think it’s best if I don’t tell you..”

He let out a sigh and sat next to me. He began to rub my back up and down as the breath that I didn’t know I was holding in escaped from my mouth.

“It’s okay, but you know one day you’re going to have to tell me.” He comforted as I nodded my head and rested it on his shoulder sighing.

“Do you know what’s being rumored about me?” I challenge him as he looks down at me. He takes in a deep breath before telling me,

“They were just saying that you were the reason for Nicole disappearance and that you were jealous of having competition so you ended her.”

I huffed and looked up at him, meeting his brown eyes. “Ended her?”

He made a gesture where he drew his long finger across his throat making an action indicating that I slit her throat, or killed her. Which I think I did.