Twisted Minds [h.s]

F O R T Y S E V E N

Skip to 0:20 of the video I added and watch it from there as that is the video of the start of this chapter. Ignore the shit abt the book though.

But if you wanna watch Sophie the queen live in action, there she is hehe

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I flicker my eyes over to Harry for a only moment in slight panic of what to do or how to reply.

Who the fuck is Mr Bias? And did I kill him? Please tell me that isn't the guy that I murdered.

"I'm sorry?" I reply back to Nick, trying to keep my composure.

"Miss Dramal. Did you kill Mr Bias?" He repeats himself, furrowing his eyebrows a little bit.

Okay, okay. Sophie, confidence.

I smirk slightly, lifting the cancerous stick back to my lips and inhaling, before blowing it out into a slithery grey cloud.

I lean forward and rest my arm on my knee, licking my lips.

"I'm not stupid." I state in my Hungarian accent, making Nick give me a confused look along with Zayn. Harry just looks plain fucking concerned.

"We know you're not stupid, Miss Dramal; but maybe that's what your counting on to get you off the hook." Nicks voice starts to become slightly agitated and I raise my eyebrow, continuing to smoke the cigarette.

Honestly, I have no fucking clue what's going on right now. I don't know who these men think I am and I have no idea what they think I did.

I'm so killing Harry when I get out of here.

I chuckle slightly, leaning back into the chair before my features drop into seriousness.

"The answer is no. I didn't kill him." I solidly state, looking between Zayn and Nick and the third silent man.

I flick the cigarette making the ash fall onto the concrete ground, before raising it back to my lips and inhaling once more.

Nick gives me an impatient look and I hold back from rolling my eyes.

"Do you use drugs, Miss dramal?" Nick asks as he eyes the stick inbetween my fingers.

No.

I tilt my head slightly, a small smirk tugging at my lips. "Sometimes."

"Did you ever do drugs with Mr Bias?" He questions, making the panic rise in my chest as much as I'm keeping my cool.

Who the fuck is that?

"Sure." I dumbly reply, a cheeky grin on my face.

If I wasn't in shit before, I definitely am in shit now. Neck deep in shits creek with my mouth wide fucking open.

"What kind of drugs?" The third man who has been silent this whole time speaks up, and I send Harry a quick glance before turning back to the three men.

"Cocaine."

The whole room drops into silence as the three men keep their eyes on me. I look between each mans features and watch as they bore their eyes on my every move. Gosh I must be absolutely captivating.

Confidence.

"Have you ever fucked on cocaine, Nick?" I ask the buff man, rocking my crossed leg back and forth slightly.

His eyes immediately widen slightly and his mouth falls slightly open as I keep the smirk on my lips. I uncross my legs for only a moment, spreading them apart to display my nude coloured underwear, before crossing them back over again in the opposite form.