Just as I was about to strike, he caught my hands and applied pressure on it which caused me to drop my knife and flinch in pain. I look at him with my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open. He opens his eyes and looks at me and then he smiles. I give him a confused look while he just gave me a smile. But I knew it wasn't the sweet smile, it was the sickening and knowing smile. Suddenly, my chest was filled with a feeling, the feeling is guilt.
"Not so easy to kill the king, baby doll." He said, his voice sounded serious while he looked at me dead in the eyes.
"Ki-king?" I stutter in fear.
"Yes, king of the Witchland." He stated and I immediately got up.
"No" I whispered, to which I got no reply.
"I- uh- need to leave." I said and got up but I was suddenly strapped to a chair with ropes.
"What the hell!?" I shrieked, I look around the room and it was empty. Harry then suddenly appeared in front of me like a genie except the wish part.
"Now baby doll, why did you want to kill me?" He said,
"I-" I was cut off mid-sentence,
"There is no way you can lie either. I have a lot of spells in my mind." He said with a smirk.
"I- I wasn't killing you." I whispered and suddenly it felt like someone was choking me and I started gasping for air.
"I told you not to lie to me!" He shouted while banging the wall and immediately the whole thing moved. My tears started pouring down my cheeks as I struggled.
"I- I am not-" he cut me off mid-sentence again and touched my forehead with his index and middle finger.
I was soon seeing my house being burned and in it my mother was screaming for help.
"Help! Help!" Her helpless voice rushing through my ears,
"Mom!" I screamed, I started running towards my house but something was holding me back. I try so hard to fight it but the force is stronger than my petite body.
"Please! Let me go! No! Mom!" I screamed while my tears started pouring fiercely. I fall down on the road helplessly just staring at the house while my tears pour down freely.
"Fine, I will tell you." I whisper, my voice coming out weak and sore after all the scream and struggle.
As soon as I said those words, I was back in the empty room strapped to the chair.
"An old man who claimed to be my father told me to kill you." I said, and looked at him with pleading eyes to leave me.
"Huh." He said and immediately I was on the bed from which I woke up. I look at my wrists and surprisingly the rope marks were gone and I couldn't feel the burning sensation either.
"Okay look, now you got your answer. I am going to leave now." I said and got up but to my disappointment I stumbled and my head felt like it was about to burst.
"No." He ordered,
"No?" I question him.
"You are not allowed to leave. Not until I tell you so." He said,
"You seriously think I am going to follow your stupid orders? Well news flash Harry Styles I am not going to follow your stupid orders. You might be the king of the witch land but I am not in some kind of witch land and also I am not a witch." I said and looked at him dead in the eyes and in reply I just got a smirk.
"You sure you are not a witch, baby doll?" He asked, his lips still stretched into a smirk.
"Yes." I said confidently even though people told me I am one.
"Tsk tsk, you still haven't learned your lesson about lying to me. Have you?" He said and I gulped hard but I still looked at him dead in the eyes.
"I don't care if you are in Witchland or not but you are in my house and my bedroom so you do what I say." He said and disappeared.
"Stupid witches." I muttered under my breath with a grunt.
I didn't have anything to do so I just lie on the bed and stare at the wooden ceiling. This house doesn't even have one single window so that I could escape from this misery. My eyes began to droop and I was about to fall asleep when the guy from the lake just appeared in front of me.
"What the hell are you doing here? And how did you get here?" I ask him, my voice lacing with fear.
"Come on, he will be coming back soon. Hold my hand." He said and stretched his hand out. I look at it and hesitate a bit but I take it anyways. Soon we were in front of my house.
"What is up with you witches appearing out of nowhere?" I mutter,
"It's called a transportation spell." He replied, I give him an obvious look and rush towards my home.
As soon as I barged inside my own house, my focus was on mum and I hugged her tight.
"Ca-can't breathe." She said and soon I break the hug. I look at her hands and face for any injury but I found none.
"What's wrong?" She asks, breathing heavily.
"I just missed you so much." I replied and she just chuckled.
"Okay now, get changed and come back to the living room, we need to talk." She said in seriousness and I immediately followed what she said.
I went back to my room and took a shower. My mind swarming with all the tortures Harry did to me. If there was a brain scrubber, I would definitely use it right now. I let out a sudden sob and stay under the hot shower for hours until it started getting cold but I didn't care at the time.
"Come on, come out!" I heard mum from the other side of the door while banging the bathroom door.
"Coming." I said and quickly wash my face as well as my body.
When I entered the living room, I was looking at Meg, her mum and my mum's faces. I walk slowly in fear and confusion, I could feel as well as hear my heart beat in my ears at each step.
"What's-" I gulped hard and continued, "what's going on?" I ask, my voice coming out trembling. The three of them exchange looks with each other and then looks at me.
"Look honey, we didn't want this to happen at all." Mum said her voice lacing with worry, sadness and fear.
"What's going on?" I ask, walking towards them.
"We are going to talk about the necklace." Meg announced, eyeing the necklace around my neck and I look at them with bewilderment. My emotions mixed like a cocktail inside me, I don't know if I should be happy, nervous or scared.
"You need to sit down." Mum said, and I started thinking if I could take in more torture.
"Like Meg said, the necklace is cursed and was actually made for you, which is not true." Mum said and I look up at her with a glint of hope in my eyes.
"But it is cursed." She said and all of my hope just fell and shatters like a piece of glass.
"What is the curse?" I ask, managing to keep my voice steady.
"The curse is a love curse." Meg answered,
"You have to kill your partner before the curse kills you." Mum continued and I look at them with no emotion.
"Oh" is all I said to them. I gulp hard and push down the lump that was forming in my throat then looked at them with a smile.
"You have nothing to worry about, my love partner hasn't really come into my life yet." As soon as those words came out of my mouth, Harry's face flashed through my eyes and I shut my eyes close tight.
"Hey you okay?" I heard my worried best friend asking me, I immediately open my eyes and look at her.
"Yes everything is absolutely fine." But is it really fine?
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FanfictionDISCONTINUED. **HARRY STYLES FANFICTION** Revenge or Love?
