Mind of a Girl Heart of a Killer

Chapter 11

Louis' POV

I had to drive back because Harry was way to drunk. Brownie? Really, brownie? I don't even look like a stupid brownie and my hair is lighter than one. Isn't it? Anyway, what do I care? All I care about is getting home before Harry vomits all over Jane in the back seat or something.

When we arrived I helped Harry out the car. He continued to piss me off by poking my cheek and calling me a brownie. I sat him on the couch. He started talking and mumbling to him self.

"These. These. These are my knees." Harry stared at his knees. Drunk Harry was probably the most retarded person I've ever known.

I went upstairs with Jane to her room. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a brown fluffy teddy bear. It looked really soft. It was about the size of a real bear cub.

"Boo Bear." She muffled into her bear while going face flat onto the bed. "We should of never went to the stupid club." She groaned.

"I know. Now we're stuck with annoying, drunk, Harry." I laughed. She giggled and stood up.

"I'm going to change into my pajamas."

"Okay." I simply replied still looking at her.

"Don't loooook." She dragged out the word 'look' like a little kid.

"Okay. Okay." I laughed and turned around. I heard moving around and I turned back around. I was now facing her back that was covered by thin black underwear. She turned her head and screamed.

"Louis!" she yelled and I started to laugh. She grabbed her batman shirt and covered her boobs and threw a pillow at me.

"Perv!"

"Fine, fine. I'll stop." I continue to laugh and shut my eyes tight and cover my face with the pillow she threw at me.

"Okay. I'm done." I hear after awhile of silence. I remove the pillow and open my eyes to Jane in her baggy batman pajama pants and her batman shirt. I walk towards her with a smile and place my arms on her shoulders. I leaned in for a kiss on the lips and she moved causing me to kiss her cheek.

"Nope. You were just a pervert." she crossed her arms in front of her chest trying to keep a straight face and hold in her laugh. I pouted and poked my bottom lip out giving her puppy eyes.

"Danm your cuteness." she growled and kissed me. I'm guessing she was trying to be intimidating but she just made it adorable.

"I'm going to go check on Mr.Drunk downstairs. I'll be right back." Jane walked out leaving me alone. It was a nice try when she agreed that the guy was 'sleeping' outside of the club. I know she killed him. She stared at the guy a little bit to long. He also had blood on his shirt. She did a good job covering it up though by making him look asleep. She didn't have to tell me she killed him but I would have liked it if she did.

I stripped out my clothes to put on my pajamas. I slipped on my red Coca Cola pajama pants. I heard a scream come from downstairs and I turned my head to the doorway and stopped what I was doing.

"Louis!" Jane yelled out for me. I dashed out the door and ran down the steps. She stood there in the entrance of the living room with her face in her palms.

"What's wrong? What happened?" I asked grabbing her shoulders. I was worried. She wasn't crying. What was wrong with her?

"Ew." She scrunched up her nose covering her eyes with one hand. With the other she pointed directly on the couch. I spotted clothes on the floor and my eyes widened. I looked towards Harry which was standing next to the couch completely naked.