Psychotica

Chapter 4

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Harry's POV

I sit on the couch watching Cartoon Network, when I hear someone come through the front door. I turn around seeing Zayn pace into the room, plopping himself onto the couch.

"Had a fun night? Its like-" I pause to check the time. "Almost 1 in the morning," I comment. "I was walking down the street and I heard screaming in a house, I burst through the door to find her ex boyfriend, cutting her with a knife.

Luckily she is fine. I called the cops and took her out for drinks earlier and we lost track of time. And who are you to talk? Your watching Teen Titans Go at 1 in the morning," he mutters. "Did y'all fuck?" I ask, disregarding his other comment.

"No Harry. Did you not just here me? Her ex boyfriend was just abusing her hours ago. Not everything has to do with sex," he snickers. "Really?" "No," We laugh, continuing to watch the last few minutes of the show.

Louis POV

It's currently 8:15am and class has started 15 minutes ago. I walk into Mr. Rivera's class to see Aaliyah in the back of the class with her face planted in her phone. The teacher grimaces at me while I skip to my seat. "Why aren't you working on the project?" I smirk. "You expect me to do this project by myself?" She laughs. "Well, the more time you take fooling around in class, the more time you spend at my house finishing it," I respond.

"Yea, that can't happen," she retorts. "Why? Do you have some job to go to or something?" I ask. Her eyes go dark and she quickly responds no. Huh, that was weird. We interview a couple classmates and by the time we look at the clock on the wall, it's the end of class. It took Aaliyah and I a century to finally conclude that she will be at my house after our last class.

I enter my next class, Statistics 101. Also know as the class I sleep in. This is the only class I have ever failed. My mom convinced me to take this class and I have regretted it ever since. The only time I didn't fall asleep last year, was when a sexy substitute or student would come by. I find a pretty girl in front of the class and take a seat next to her. The teacher looks at me dumbfounded, knowing I would never sit in the front. I try to talk to her during class but she's one of the hard headed ones. So far today has been a waste of time.

Harry's POV

She is so beautiful. Her body is beautiful. Everything about her is beautiful. Since yesterday, I vowed to say away from her, but it's hard, seeing her in every hallway I turn. Aaliyah walks out of her fourth class of the day, straight into a corner so that she can answer her ringing phone. The conversation looks serious but knowing me, I stay, thinking that it might be about her idiot boyfriend. "Ya, I'm so sorry. My friend asked me to go to a party with her. Yes, I know that's not a valid excuse," She babbled.

"Yes...Yes...No...Im so sorry...Extra hours? Of course," she assures. "Thank you so much," she hangs up and turns around quickly.

Too fast for me to even move, she sees me and her eyes widen. "Did you here any of that?" She asks. "Uh.. no." We stare at each other, both with confused expressions on our faces.

"Why do you look so nervous," she questions. "I'm not," I smirk to hide my nervousness. "What's wrong with all of your friends and smirking?" She exasperates.

I don't answer because I'm afraid that I might say something stupid. When she looks upset with me, the message goes straight to my dick, making him excited. "Stop staring at me," I laugh. She looks offended before saying, "Your the one staring at me."