Demons [H.S] (Complete) ✓

Chapter 22

Jessie's POV

I grumbled slightly in my heavy eyed state as something began to shake me awake. My hand swatted at the nuisance in an attempt to keep myself in this comfortable state of sleep where I had nothing to worry about. I also liked the dream I was having because it involved my family and the yearly camping trip we'd have every single year, if it didn't rain that is.

"Jessie, come on. I'll get water or something if you won't get up." Niall huffed out as he began to shake me harder.

I whimpered and whined as I slowly lifted my head with my hair falling into my face. "Niall what is so god damn important that you had to wake me up? I did not get to sleep until very late last night." I said in a completely annoyed voice.

He laughed a bit and brushed some of my hair from my face. "Get dressed. And hurry. We have to talk about something." He said as his tone dropped into complete seriousness.

I blinked a couple times and slowly sat up. "What's wrong?" I asked with slight hesitation before I glanced over at the empty space beside me. "Where's Harry?"

He pressed his lips together and his gaze shifted from me to the bags of my new clothes that cluttered the floor. "Just get dressed, please. It's important." He bit his lip for a moment. "And be careful. There's still glass on the floor." Without another word he left me staring at the direction he walked in with utter confusion.

What was going on? Where had Harry gone?

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I soon swapped out my red long sleeved shirt for a dark gray hoodie and matching sweat pants. However, I wasn't even sure how I was able to navigate over to the bags bare foot without stepping on the glass, but I was thankful for it. My mind was just to clouded with a million different questions about what in the world could have been going on.

Once I was finished dressing, I walked out of Harry's bedroom and looked to Niall, who was leaning against the wall waiting for me. Without even giving him a chance to speak I began to fire questions off to him. "Niall, what's going on? Is something wrong? Why did you make me get dressed? Did Harry run away or hurt himself?" I questioned.

He looked a bit shell shocked at the amount of sentences I fired off.  "Jessie, Harry went to Louis last night and confessed it all." He sighed quietly and shook his head. "Liam had a hard time believing him..but then again we all did. None of us wanted to believe he was beyond help." He whispered.

I blinked. "What did he confess?"

"He confessed everything he's done to you and to countless other girls over the past three or so years. Though, I think he was exagerating somewhat about a lot of it because of the amounts of details he put out..but still." He said very quietly with a frown and sighed again.

I stared at him. "He..he told you guys everything? Even that he knew about Louis' plan?"

Niall scratched the back of his head and shrugged. "I think that was a given as it wasn't a very well thought out plan..but yeah." He glanced over his shoulder toward the stairs. "And yes, as far as any of us know he did."

"Where is he now?" I asked in a small voice.

He pressed his lips together. "Out in the middle of the woods somewhere. Liam told me to come and get you and bring you there."

I frowned. "Is it because he doesn't trust me? Honestly, I've told you guys I'm not going to run away. Geeze, my direction skills are less than moderate." I grumbled.

He laughed quietly. "That's not it. We need to talk..and I feel like you should see how far Harry's gone to protect you, Jessie."

"What do you mean?"