Psycho || h.s.

Chapter 19

Ok lots of POV changes, probably a short chapter, and God, it's EVENTFUL.

Harry

I'm in deep, I really am.

This is not good at all; it never was, and never will be.

I've already kissed her, and marked her as what teenage boys call 'mine'.

Murder is certainly on my mind.

What do I do? And the most important question;

How do I get out?

Zayn

You know what sucks? Seeing your best mate taking the girl you like, and the girl you like, liking him back.

I'm honestly going to admit 'it' sooner or later, but I've got to find a way to get Raisa to like me.

There's this guilt picking at me, and I am slowly giving up, and revealing the bodies under the floor board. (Not really, but it's a reference from Edgar Allen Poe's story the 'Tell-Tale Heart'. Love it lemme stop talking I'm a nerd.')

I guess I'll have to admit it sooner or later, and I guess it's sooner; now.

I dial Harry's number, my anxiety bubbling in my stomach, hardening in my throat.

Harry

My phone rings, the caller ID showing Zayn.

I get confused for a second, wondering why he would be calling. He usually never does, unless there's something wrong.

"Harry? Hey" he says.

"Yeah. Hey." I say.

"So uh, how are you?" He asks.

"What's the matter, Zayn?" I ask, knowing that there most likely is something wrong.

"Uh.. Are you alone?" He asks, very nervously.

"Yeah, I'm in my office, why?" I ask. Where is this going?

"I need to tell you something, you won't be happy. My god, I'm sorry, Harry." He says, his voice trembling.

"Zayn, mate what is wrong, tell me already." I say, almost getting worried.

"You can hate me all you want, but just please, whatever you do, do not tell Raisa.." He trails off, his voice croaky, as if he's crying.

"Zayn, what the fuck is going on, why are you crying?" I ask, almost getting annoyed.

"I..I killed Raisa's family.." he says.

The line drops.

I feel like a complete bitch for leaving you guys here but it had to happen and I felt like writing soo

Thanks for reading

All the love x, Dunya.