Helping The Poltergeist // H.S.

Chapter 5: She Lies

Harry

"It's Bree. She's hiding something."

Amber told me, her body trembling and eyes full of tears. I scrunch my face in curiosity and Amber continued. "I-I saw her." A tear fell down her cheek and she wipes it off with her handkerchief. She takes in a deep breath and exhales to calm herself up. "I think I saw her and-"

Our attention was redirected when someone knocked on the door.

"I'll take it." I said.

I've never seen Amber so troubled like this before. After all, she was the jolly girl who never gives up; who always smiles; who always make everybody laugh.

When I opened the door, Niall came into view. He looked over my shoulder and his eyes lit up like he just found what he was looking for.

Without greeting me, he walked over to Amber and hugged her tightly. "Where have you been? I was supposed to drive you here, remember?"

I'm happy that it's not only me who cares so much about her.

While she was still locked in an embrace with Niall, Amber met my eyes and puts her forefinger to her lips, hushing me.

I understood that what she told me about Bree will be our secret.

~

My eyes groggily opened and closed for about ten times before I finally stretch up to a sitting position.

Sadie jumps up in my bed and mewed and coiled his fat body on my lap. "I miss her too." I tickle his ears which he likes the most.

I'm late for first period but I still feel like not getting up at all. My phone suddenly rings. "Yes?"

"Mate, I'm outside."

"I'll be out in ten minutes." I told Louis who seems to have woken up late too. Probably because we were so drunk last night, it's a miracle we made it home safe and sound.

I spent a night at my penthouse last Tuesday and then went bar-hopping with Louis the night before.

~

"How old are you?" Louis asks the moment I got out of the house. As we both made our way to each of our cars, I said, "What kind of question is that?"

"You look thirty." He shrugs and grins widely.

"And you look thirty-one." I put my shades on right after I rolled my eyes at my friend. I then hopped inside my car.

We arrived at school just in time the bell rings for lunch break.

Zayn, Niall and Liam have their arms crossed to their chests when we met them at the hallway. We expected their grumpy moods because we didn't ask them to come with us.

"Good job!" says Zayn.

"You should have at least told us." Liam stated dryly. "Right, mate?" He patted Niall, who just scoffs.

"Whatever." I roll my eyes at the jealous three.

Suddenly, students and other celebs started cackling loudly. We weren't sure for what reason until a girl with white powder all over her face came into view.

"AGGIE!"

"AGGIE!"

"AGGIE!"

All of them started chanting.

"Poor Holy." Liam says, shaking his head.

Hollie kept on walking and stopped when she became aware that we (the boys and I)are blocking her way.

"Nice. Who's your make-up artist? I want to meet him." Bree who suddenly popped out of nowhere, derides Hollie sarcastically.

Hollie closed her eyes, as if trying hard not to let it get to her, and then she opens them again.

Something's off with the way her blue eyes roam from left to right as if finding someone hiding amongst us. She stops to stare at someone.

"You reek of lies." She was looking at Bree.

"What!" shrieks Bree. She became hysterical and started blabbering. "You just need to shut up now! Seriously, this girl needs to see a-"

"Ssshh!" I shushed her without my eyes leaving Hollie. The other students stopped chanting as well.

Her eyes moved to another one of us. "She'd be happy if you stop."

I was too busy watching her, and when I look at who she spoke to the second time, I realise it was Niall. Niall, who was petrified by what she said, looks at her like they were talking through their eyes.

"Rosenberg! Come to my office." It was Mrs. Webster.

Hollie jolts at the mention of her name. Her brows knitted together as she stares at us, as if she was surprised to see us there. Next thing, she bows her head and leaves our presence.

END