Good Boy//h.s.

1.3

I would make a lame excuse like how I was waiting for 5k to continue buuuut I'm just lazy asf. How was your summer? Mines was ass.
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Samantha's POV:

"Escort Harry to his apartment, please." I told Cameron and Fransico, continuing to look around wildly. Goosebumps littering my arms.

Her scent is strong. She must be close.

"Can I just know what's going on please?" Harry asked still seated on the couch. Body temperature high and breath ragged. I'm pretty sure it's for a different reason now.

I turned around and pulled him up from the couch, zipping him up and buckling his belt. I looked up to see him starting down at me. His lust filled eyes turning back to a soft green.

"Hey, don't be scared. I just need to deal with someone right now. I'll come by tomorrow so we can go on our date. Ok?" Eyes starting right into his. My hands smoothing down his hair from it's wild state.

He swallowed loudly before hesitantly nodding. Leaning down to kiss my forehead."Ok..."

"Ok." I nodded my head at the boys before they both came to stand beside him.

"Dude....you have like the biggest hard on." Cameron said after clearing his throat. Causing Harry's face to go red, reaching down to fix himself quickly. Fransico reached around to smack the back of Cam's head while I glared at him.

"Ouch! I was just letting him kn- OUCH!" This time I smacked him harder on his chest. Rubbing both sore spots with a frown.

"Ignore him." I whispered to Harry. Grabbing his forgotten glasses from the couch and sliding them onto his bright red face. Poor boy looks so embarrassed.

Pulling on his coat and leaving my apartment, looking back one last time. I smiled at him before he went out of sight. Turning around to get back to business.

My smile dropped immediately. I pulled on a pair of black leggings, my holster, and black combat boots. Going to my closet and removing a loose board. Pulling out two pistols loaded with wooden bullets, grabbed a stake. Securing my weapons in my holster.

I left my apartment, jumping over the stair banister and falling to the first floor lobby with ease. I was about to put on my trench coat when I paused.

"Where do you two think your going?" Eyeing Kat and Nikki. Both sitting on the lobby couch dressed and ready to go.

"I'm going to kill that soul sucking bitch and no one is stopping me." Katherine said seriously. Dylan watching her from across the room.

"I gave up trying to convince her not to go." He leaned against the wall, arms crossed.

"As you should. It's not your place to try and stop me." She warned, giving him a look that said "back off". I looked at Nicole, waiting for her reason.

"She mess with one of us, she messed with all of us." Nicole said standing up. Holding up her cross bow, pulling out an arrow from her sling over before pulling it tight, setting it. Fran and Cam walked in at that moment.

"I'm guess everyone's participating?" I confirmed. Everyone gave and simple nods. "Well, we all are gonna have to split up. Where's Brittany?"

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Reece and I stood on a roof top in Queens, searching for her. Looking down at the many New Yorkers making their way through the city at night. I felt my phone vibrating, a picture of Kat popping up. I waited until Reece was near to answer, putting it on speaker.