Keep a secret (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

"WHAT?!? You want ME, to KILL a person??? A famous one?!?" Megan screamed. She had no idea how he though she would agree to that. "Never in a million years." She stated.

He smiled again. "I thought you might say that, which is why I have reasons why you should." he said. "I knew you wouldn't agree to just that. Do you think I'm a stupid spirit?" 

She nervously looked around the room. What could he possibly say that would change her mind? Whatever it was, she wanted to know. "Go on..." She said.

"Well, Since you...." He began. 

"Will you please stop starting you sentences with well? Its driving me crazy!" Megan yelled. Her eyes widen. She hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Fine. Whatever you say." He looked annoyed, like he had something better to do then talk to an almost friendless 18-year-old. "Whatever." She thought.

"Anyway, Since you seem to enjoy getting your future told by the ghosts.." He paused, Flashing an evil grin, because he knew it wasn't allowed.

"I will grant you the perfect life, along with you knowing everything that is going to happen." He said. Her eyes went wide.

He never really planned on doing this, knowing he would never be able too. He didn't even know how. But anyone with a right mind would want a perfect life. 

He knew she would agree, because he knew everything about her. He knew that her life wasn't going great, because instead of focusing on friends, grades, collage, and relationships, the foolish girl had been to busy talking to spirits. She was a completely average. Average grades, average friend.. average looks. Brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin.

She needed all the help she could get, and he, along with pretty much everyone else that knows her, knew it. But he had more, just to make sure she wouldn't back out. Something that no one could even think about saying no too. At least not someone like her.

"There's more. IF you fail to kill him by the end of the year.." He looked at the calender. He had forgotten it was already June, but it would just give her less time to complete it. The summer started in two days. But it would make her work even faster. The faster she worked, the faster he would be able to go up. "I will tell the ghost keeper you've been getting your future told, and you will lose your powers to talk to us, forever."

"Your little friends, Ally and Shelly, will also be banished to the underworld for telling you things they weren't supposed too." He added, knowing that would clinch it. She was the kind of girl that would do anything for anyone. She just didn't realize it. 

She looked at him like he just killed her dog. "F-Fine. But how? I don't even know where he is." 

"Oh silly girl. That's where I come in. I can't kill him, but I can "convince" him to rent the cottage next to your this summer, along with the other boys. The rest is up to you." He finish. 

"But how will I be able to kill him? He has body guards watching him twenty-four seven, and I can't just sneak up behind him and drive a knife in his back. I need help." She stated. 

"I can't guide you through everything, but I can give you hints on what to do. For example, become his friend. Gain his trust. Along with his four friends trust too. Your birthday is coming up, right?" He said, but he already knew it was. She nodded.  

"Well, I know something about him that no one else in the world knows.... not even his bandmates." She leaned forward. Celebrity gossip? That was something that always made her curious. As much as she hated knowing things about normal people, Celebrites always seemed to have better things going on in their life. It was even better if it was true.

Plus, Louis Tomlinson was her favorite celebrity. Anything she knew about him made her heart flutter. Her stomach dropped every time she thought about killing him, and every time she thought about what her life would be like after he was gone. But, for the perfect life? It sounded good. She could request him to make her forget he ever exsisted. 

"When he was born, he had a hole in his heart. Everyone does, but it closes once you are out of your mothers stomach. Only his didn't. They were able to save him, obviously, but he is not allowed in high or low climate areas."

"He is very sensitive about it. Hates not being able to do things. Near your cottage, I found a place where you can ride undergroud. Very far underground. Not far enough to kill him, unfortunatly, but enough to weaken him to a lot, so you can move in and kill him."

"Slip him a few to many pills. Or the wrong kind. Say they were "Mislabled" or something. Get the blame on the people who labled it."

"Whatever you do, you can't make it look visual. No one can know he was killed. Got it?" He said. 

"How can I convince him to go on the ride? He can just say he doesn't want to go on." Megan said. 

'Damn!' he thought. 'She's smarter then she looks. I didn't even think of that.'

"Pester him about it. Make sure he thinks that he is a chicken if he doesn't go on. If there is anything he hates, its being accused of being a chicken. He will go on. Trust me." 

Megan thought about it. Killing someone, much less a celebrity, would be horrible. Just thinking about it made her skin crawl. She didn't want to hurt anyone. But she couldn't stand the though of not being able to see or talk to ghosts, and her two best friends, besides Emily, being sent to hell forever, All because of her. He would probably see that they got the worst treating ever. It sounded terrible. And, that perfect life did sound pretty tempting...

"Deal. I'll do it." 

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So do you guys like it so far? 

I will try to update as much as possible, but I have a lot of homework and things, so I may not be able to post as often as I want too. 

What do you think is going to happen to Megan? Do you think she will be able to go through with it?