Chapter Twenty one

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I gave Harry a good smack across the back of his head. I felt he deserved that one, what was he thinking?! we aren't having a big sleepover, that's final.

"Yessss?" Louis said peeking his head down.

"Get all they boys were having a sleepover."

Seriously why does he call it a sleepover it's not very manly.

"Will do... oh lads!" he yelled prancing up the steps.

"Not very nice to slap people" he said turning to look at me.

I gave Him another good

Slap on the side of his head.

"I don't deserve these beatings!" he yelled

"Yes you do, and we aren't doing this." I said firm

"Yes we are."

"No.

"Yes"

"No."

"Oh my god!, fine just ugh leave my presence." I said frustrated.

"Well it's going to be in the

Movie room, so bring down some pillows and blankets." he said patting my head, which I swatted off.

I walked up the stairs saying colorful words and got in pajamas and piled the blankets in my hands dragging them downstairs.

"You are a group of teenage girls." I said coldly walking in.

"We had to wake Zayn up to get him down here." Harry said

"See!, this is why I should just stay up."

"What!, this is what it's about Penelope you need to sleep you have been busy all day and what you just went and did, we can sleep here." Zayn said lifting his head from the pillow.

Fine. Alright I give up all go to sleep. we got all the pillows laid down and constructively made a nice bed for the six of us.

"Goodnight." Liam hummed getting a collective goodnight from the rest of us.

I didn't realize how tired I was but I drifted off and the warm blankets engulfed me into a slumber taking me to a surreal.

"Run." he whispered his bloody clothes the only thing my eyes could set itself on how the fabric dipped into the wound staining darker then any where else.

"What.." I choked out my knees feeling weak beneath me

"She, she is coming."

"Hunter, who is coming?!" I said raising my voice fighting to push the words out

I heard a faint ticking in the background but loud enough for me to stop and look above me in all directions trying to pin point where the source of the skin peeling sound came from.

"You don't have much time." His voice echoed through the darkness, coming at me from every way closing me to the ground, I put my hands over my head, this all becoming to much.

"STOP IT!" I screamed in mercy trying to make the ticking cease .

"She's catching up, tick tock goes the clock, the cat will catch the mouse before the mouse can out run the cat back to the mouse whole." His words making no sense but filling my head, making my brain hurt with his words to cryptic and to much.

"Tell me who." I said panting pulling myself up.

One shot, one shot was all it took that warehouse night to watch my existence crumble to a dull pain. The fire that lite me now only because of the place the spot he chose to sit at and the time he decided to be there, and all in the haunting memory I watched it again, I watched him drop to the floor, already bloody and life drained from him for years, but seeing him drop... again. No one can feel the pain I feel, when the only one you love is ripped away from earth the warm breaths you could feel as you lay together at night, no longer there. No breaths anymore from the boy with the blonde hair and the blue eyes, I swam in, in my dreams.

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