"Harry do you think you will ever be able to open yourself up to me?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know, will you ever be able to understand me?" Harry shot back staring into Zayn's eyes.
Where Harry is a psychopath who got caught by his therapist Zayn Mal...
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I had been shooting people left and right. My head was pounding, and my thoughts were everywhere. I only had one goal, and that was to walk out with Liam's head. The more I shot, the further I got from Zayn, and it needed to be that way.
I ran through the fields of battle, dead bodies fell everywhere, blood shed, plenty of yelling and shouting from people in pain.
It was like music to my ears.
All I could do was laugh, I missed this, Causing corruption, and not giving a flying fuck about the outcome. Only one person got me this crazy, and it was Liam. I always hated him for that, but now I applaud that low life, backstabbing, excuse of a man. Whoops just made myself excited, blood lust in one hell of a drug.
I ran, and ran, and ran until I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, and a voice yell,
"BULLSEYE!"
I grunted in pain, and looked up at the top of the building. All I saw was that fucker Liam cheering as he held a sniper in hand. That bitch is cheating, and as much as I love games. I don't like the one he has created, I don't like it at all.
I sat up straight, not tending to my wound, and rushed inside the broken building. I shot every camera that was in site, this was all too familiar to me, and if I can be completely honest I'm tired.
Playing cat and mouse with Liam, it's getting boring to me. It's not that hard to just give up your head, people do it all the time, but that damn leech just won't.
There was nobody in site, there was an elevator and stairway. The elevator would have been easier to save up energy, but just Incase that shady bastard had anything in mind, I decided to take the stairs, but got distracted when a loud thud could be heard from the elevator.
What came out was none of than the leech I was just talking about, along with a tall man who was cuffed. He had piercing everywhere in sight, and as much as I wanted to gag, I thought it looked cool.
I just shook my head in laughter, "Liam, you just won't give up will you?"
Liam nodded, "you know I've always had drive, and there is nothing that I wouldn't do for you Harry."
Those words rolling off his tongue was all to familiar. I heard them before from the elder, and it pisses me off that I was naive enough back then to believe a single word that this man ever said.
"I know why your here, and if I'm honest I don't care. We have been fighting for far to long and you see who is clearly in the forefront." Liam giggled. "So all I ask is you hand yourself over to me, and I'll make sure nothing happens to that doll you have outside."
"Leave him out of this, he has nothing to do with what goes on between us." I spat.
I could feel my shoulder starting to go numb, due to the wound not being treated. It hurt, but it wasn't something that I wasn't used too.
"Well would you look at this, Woody. The despicable psychopath has come into contact with emotions. I never thought I'd see this day, and who knew I'd take a swine like Zayn to bring it out of him." Liam chuckled to himself. "Looks like you don't have the same power that you once had, lover boy."
"Liam I already have a massive headache, and I don't have time for your riddles and fuckery." I stated.
I didn't like that, I didn't like not a damn thing leaving his mouth. I wasn't any different then who I once was. Zayn is just an exception to that, and I wouldn't trade him for anything.
But there was a thought in my head that lingered, Was I becoming soft? That was something I didn't want to do. I thought that opening up would have been good for me. Being lonely started to get boring and having someone like Zayn by my side was something I enjoyed, but was he bringing me down.
"NO! NO! NO! Get out of my head Liam!" I shouted raising my gun and shooting in his direction.
Only for it to be dodged by the man who stood next to him. My bullet bounced onto his skin, and shot right back out.
"Well would you look at that? Woody seems to be bullet proof." Liam giggled. "I'll let you boys have your fun, and Harry if you make it out I'll be waiting at the top of this building in my office."
Before I could say anything the thing he called woody, charged at me.
(A/N ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, Let's get this show on the road 🔥 See you next chapter !)