Kiss of Death (Lirry/ Lilo AU)

Chapter Three

Harry’s POV

My first two periods went by slowly, Maybe it’s because they are the two most boring subjects ever. Or it could be that he is in my third period and I can’t wait to see him. There’s just something about him that draws me in. It could be his soft brown hair, or black eyes that hold so much mystery in them. I need to know more about him. When the bell rings, I practically dash to my third period. I’m the first in class and watch as the rest of the class drags in.

I sit at my desk and alternate between bouncing my knee and tapping my pencil against the desk. My nerves are getting the best of me. I don’t know what I’m thinking. I did kiss him yesterday. I had no idea what came over me and the way he didn’t respond into the kiss, almost killed me. But his lips. My god those lips felt amazing. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts, that I didn’t even realize the bell ring. My teacher talking brought me back to reality. I search the class and see no Liam. Great.

Lunch time finally gets here and I walk to the table that I share with a few of my friends. They are all talking about their weekend and how they went to some party. Me on the other hand was at a club, high out of my mind and making out with some guy. His face is slightly blurred in my memory. All I know is that he had a biting kink and reminded me an awful lot of...

“Harry!” Zayn yells hitting my arm.

“Sorry. What?”

“What are you thinking about over there?” Zayn smirks and I shake my head.

“Nothing.”

“Really? So you wouldn’t be daydreaming about a certain new kid?” He speaks cocking his head to the side, and I feel the blush creep up to my cheeks.

“I don’t  know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t try to lie to me Styles. I saw you follow him yesterday. He is a sexy one.” I hit Zayn in the arm and he starts laughing. “Ouch. Someone a little protective of his boyfriend?”

“He’s not my boyfriend. I don’t even know anything about him.”

“Not yet.” Zayn grins and I can see he has a plan up his sleeve.

“No.”

“I didn’t even say anything.”

“We’ve been best friends since we were seven Zayn. I know when you have a plan, that usually involves sneaking around.” I fold my arms across my chest and Zayn doesn’t respond.

“So you’re telling me, you don’t want to find out anything about... what’s his name again?”

“Liam Payne”

“Awe that’s so cute. You even know his name!” Zayn coo’s in my ear and I push him back in his chair.

“Shut it.”

“C’mon Harry! All you have to do is give me the okay and I can sneak into the principal’s office and find his student file.” He grins wickedly and for some reason I’m actually thinking his plan through.

“You make it sound so easy.”

“It is. Look I’ll do it after school yeah? And then I can call you and tell you all I find.”

“You’re such a bad influence.” I sigh, shaking my head.

“And that’s why you love me.” Zayn grins and the bell rings.

We stand and go to our last class periods. I can not wait to end this day, so I can go home. It really has been an uneventful day. But I’m probably just saying that because Liam wasn’t here. The day ends and I begin my walk home. I don’t live too far. Probably a fifteen minute walk. I enjoy walking home. Especially during this time of year, when the leaves are beginning to fall as the trees get ready for winter. It really is gorgeous. I fish out my phone and headphones and begin playing some tunes. I put my music on shuffle not really caring what song plays.

I keep walking when I feel a pair of eyes on me. I turn my head but see no one. I shrug it off and keep walking. I’m probably just imagining things. I’m almost at my house when I feel the same eyes on me. I stop walking and just look around. Hoping to find something or someone. I come up short after a few searches and step in my house. The night drags by quickly and I’m getting ready for bed when my phone rings. I check the I.D. and see it’s Zayn.

“Hey Z.”

"Hey Harry."

"So what did you find?" I ask slipping on my pajama bottoms.

"Nothing."

"What do you mean nothing?"

"I mean he has a file but all it has in it is his name, address, and his uncle’s name, which is Louis Tomlinson. There's no old school records, past addresses, or even birthday information. It's like he just popped up at our school." Zayn speaks fast and I try to take in everything he said.

“So he has no history?”

“None that I could find man. Sorry.”

“It’s alright. See you tomorrow Zayn.”

“Bye.”

We end the call and I lay in bed. So he has no history at all. As if I wasn’t drawn to him before, this makes me need to know him. I’ve always been attracted to the mysterious ones. And Liam is more than mysterious. He’s unknown. I eventually let sleep take over me and snuggle into my covers.

*Dream Time*

I have no idea where I am. And I sure as hell don’t know how I got here. It looks like I’m in some town. It’s dark outside, the only light is the dim street lamp across the road. For some reason my body forces me to start walking. There’s a brisk wind blowing and I realize I’m not wearing a jacket. I see that I’m just in my pyjama bottoms, with no shirt.

I keep walking when something breezes past me. I stop dead in my tracks afraid of what it might be. I look around, when  the same gust of wind sweeps past me. I have no idea what’s going on and I begin running. I don’t have a destination, all I know is that I have to get away from here. And then I see it. Or I guess him.  

“Ahh! Stop!” Some guy screams at the top of his lungs.

I look at him and then back to the figure, that’s looming over him. He’s not that taller than me. His hair is brown and I see his back tense. I step forward and the figure faces me.

“Liam?” I whisper and he gives me a sinister grin before turning back to the man that is laying in the street.

The next thing I know Liam has the man pinned to the ground and his teeth sinking into him. The man screams in agonizing pain and I’m stuck in my spot. I can’t believe what I am seeing. I shake my head and begin running back in the direction I came from. I felt like I was running for years when he pops up in front of me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He grins and lunges at me, sinking his teeth into me. Only to retract them and fall to the ground in front of me in a scene that is all too familiar.

*End of Dream Time*

I jolt out of my sleep and feel my neck. I am breathing heavily as I search my pitch black room. I fumble for my desk lamp and flip it on. I wipe my forehead off and lay my head back on my bed. What the hell was that about? And why did I feel like that had happened to...

"Holy shit the club!"

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