Are you Harry?

I raised my sleeve up to my nose to take a sniff, nothing. I couldn't be sure though because I knew that a person could get used to smells that were on their own body. I sighed, honestly this was the least of my concerns. Was it really important how I smelled? I was literally trying to cover up a murder here!

Though, the thought of Victoria taking a whiff of my smell and berating me made me cringe nonetheless. I had no choice, there was nowhere to clean up and I had to rush to the college. Or else this whole thing would give me no peace of mind. I jogged faster approaching the street in which Styles' house was located.

I tried the front door and it was locked, no problem. We’ve had to climb each other's houses many times over the years and we knew exactly how to get in the other's home. I strutted to the other corner of his huge house and found the ladder they always left haphazardly outside. It was almost like they left it out for someone to get in, I had no time to think about such things though.

I gripped the sides of the ladder feeling the cold metal and jumped on, skillfully pulling myself up. Until I reached the window and pulled it open. I launched myself in the upstairs bathroom and I immediately crashed into some items. Curse my long legs, I was always terrible at sneaking around.

“Ugh damn it!”

The different sounds of many bottles and containers falling into the bathtub and floor made me wince. Yep, someone definitely heard that.

I could already hear thudding footsteps and the door was kicked open. The light flipped on and I winced from the light. Victoria was there holding a baseball bat, knees slightly bent and the weapon held up, ready to swing it at my face. I wanted to say I was surprised at her actions but I knew exactly what type of person she was.

“Wait!, wait, wait It's me guys!” I held my arms out in a peaceful manner, hoping this bitch would have mercy.

She frowned and just raised it higher getting ready to pummel me. A hand grabbed her from behind and pulled her back. Brown hair and green eyes came peeking from behind her, It was my saviour Styles!

“Harry!?” He said with a confused voice.

“Yes, It's me!” I pleaded.

“Ugh!” Victoria scoffed.

He turned towards her with a disapproving look, “Were you going to just hit him right now?”

Victoria didn't bother to answer him. She just threw the bat into the tub, brushed his hand off her shoulder and stormed off.

“Stay there with your disappearing freak!” she said as she walked off.

There was a minute of silence as he turned towards me and squinted while staring at me. I was getting uncomfortable so I had to ask.

“What's wrong, why are you staring at me like that?”

He opened his arms defensively, "I'm just making sure it's you mate, you could be a skinwalker for all I know”

I gave an uncomfortable chuckle.

I wasn't quite sure too, Styles my friend, I wasn't sure either. He was justified in being suspicious, I was probably acting very strange with everything that was going on.

“Have you been watching those late night conspiracy theories again?” I asked with a smirk.

He immediately winced and turned his head away, “No…”

I couldn't help it, a laugh came bubbling out of me, “Haha, you're so predictable”

His cheeks turned red, “Hey!, why are you even laughing?”

He started walking towards me menacingly, and poked my chest hard!, “Do you know how fucking worried we were?”

“That we had fucked up and lost you

He was still walking forwards, forcing me to move back slowly.

“Seeing your clothes just on the floor and wondering if someone had snatched you up right under our noses. While me and Victoria were…”

He paused, his voice cracking and looking down. I had reached the bathroom wall and there was no more room to back up to.

Ohhh… man I hadn't even thought about how I left here. When I woke up this morning I even saw my clothes in my room. Did Ortho pick them up?

Anyways, I needed to calm this situation down, maybe some of that Harry humour to clear the tension. “Hehe, I know. I just decided to pull a ghost”

Next thing I knew Styles was gripping the front of my shirt and pulled me in hard. His eyes were sharp with anger. I gulped. My eyes met his green ones twisted in annoyance.

“Harry, I swear I've never met an inconsiderate son of a bitch like you”

I tried and failed to meet his eyes, what was the big deal? I knew he must have called mom and she already told him I was fine, plus I disappeared all the time. He should get used to it. It's not like it's that important anyway.

I heard him sigh and he let go of my shirt, patting it down trying to fix the wrinkles. It wasn't working and he sighed even louder. “I'm sorry man… it's just… it's not safe out there dude”

“I hear terrible stories from all the other homies, them getting attacked and I just imagined you out there”

I winced internally. Okay maybe I understood his perspective a bit better. After experiencing what I did, I could agree It's definitely dangerous out there. Does it count though if I'm the one causing the danger though?

I put my hand on his shoulder, “It's okay, I get it man. I've been putting you through a lot”

“What if I give you two more?” I asked hopefully.

Styles scoffed, gently pushing at my shoulder. “It's not even about that dumbass”

He turned around and walked out of the bathroom but he shouted back, “Make sure to pick up all that stuff you dropped. And join us in the bedroom!”

I looked down at the toiletries scattered all over. Aw man, I don't even know how to arrange these.

The TV in the room was droning on, light streaming from the crack of the door that was slightly open. This house was always dark when I visited these days, maybe it was because I always came at night but I refused to answer that.

It was actually kinda creepy. I pushed the door open and only Styles turned his head towards me. He gave a small smile and went back to the show they were watching, his arm draped over Victoria's shoulder. Ugh.

I sat down on one of the chairs circling the TV, I guess they liked to watch it like this. Pretty weird honestly, not a lot of people watch TV anymore these days. I picked the beanbag and allowed it to swallow my weight. I liked the feeling of it, it felt like someone was hugging me.

I settled down and became absorbed by the show. It was this one when two detectives investigated supernatural events, it was always weird but their relationship was the best part.

“So anyway what happened last night dude?” Styles asked. He wasn't looking at me but kept his eyes glued to the screen. Maybe he was trying to make the question seem casual. Victoria however had no qualms about looking me dead in the eyes, she wanted an answer.

I scratched the back of my head, “I-i erm wanted to take a walk?”

“Are you asking us or telling us, dumbass?” Victoria sneered.

As soon as those words left her mouth, she immediately yelped and rubbed her side growling. “Let him take his time Vicky…” he chided her.

She still didn't stop staring at me.

I exhaled, taking the chance to put my thoughts together. Why didn't I come up with a story beforehand?

“Well… as I said. I-uh wanted to take a walk and then I saw how the moonlight looked so I just started walking even further. Though It did get out of hand since I got lost,” I said all of this while rubbing the back of my head maybe I thought it would make me think better

With her dark brown eyes still locked onto mine, her face shifted into a sneer. “You think we're fucking dumb. Who takes a walk without their clothes?”

I winced and turned to Styles, he needed to calm her down. I looked towards my so-called friend and he only had his eyebrow raised at me. Fuck, he wasn't going to help. I was surrounded by traitors.

“W-well, you see it was really hot in the bathroom and I guess the drugs had maybe gotten into my system”

I looked down and sheepishly rubbed my hands on my sweatpants.

“Honestly I don't know, it's probably a good idea that I don't do that anymore”

“Bullshit” Victoria said bursting out from the couch standing up.

“It's true damn it, even I don't know what happened Victoria!”

“Why can't you look me in the eyes then?”

She's being a pain in the ass.

“What's that supposed to mean?, I'm weird cause I don't wanna stare at you?”

A heard a creaking from the couch. Then footsteps, was she walking towards me. Did she want to hit me?

She stopped close to where I was looking at the ground. “Look at me”

Fuck her!, I didn't have to agree with her stupid interrogation.

I kept my head down, why wasn't Styles doing anything?

I felt a pulling in my hair, she grabbed it around her fist and slammed my head roughly on the wall.

I still wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of looking at her, I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side.

“There's this weird ass smell about you now, could sniff it after you “mysteriously” came back to take your clothes”

She leaned her head towards my torso and started sniffing.

“And I can even smell it stronger now”

She used her other arm to dexterously catch my two arms and raise them above me. Fuck she was strong!, I couldn't budge an inch. This gave her the leeway to sniff around my body even more.

“Are you even Harry?”

My heart started pounding, what could they know about this?. About my situation?

It doesn't matter, I had to keep it a secret, they would be horrified to find out what I've done. I wasn't sure how to answer her question, but I needed to.

“Of course! Yes, I am Harry!, who else could I be!?”

“Then look at me!”

Fuck…, this again?

I had no choice. I slowly turned my head to face her slowing opening my eyes

She had a smug look on her beautiful face, and she was really close. I could feel my face heating up, her breath wafted over me. I caught notes of mint and some spices, probably some snacks she was eating.

We stood like this for aeons and millennia. Many Lifetimes passed in those eyes of hers. At least that's what it felt like.

“Yeah…, you're Harry. No one else has that cute pathetic look”

She shifted her leg, bringing her knee up between my legs.

“And only you can get hard in a situation like this”

She let go of me and walked back to the couch, laughing. She threw herself on it and didn't stop her loud cackles

“You bitch!” I shouted at her back.

Styles only sighed a breath of relief at our antics.

“Let's watch the show guys, did you want any snacks dude?”

We quickly devoured the episode that we were watching. Victoria was now switching on the subtitles because I absolutely refused to watch without them anymore. I didn't hear what the hell the actors were saying.

She grumbled while fiddling with them. Me and styles were arguing, we couldn't decide what the difference was between hard and soft subtitles. Hehe

I caught a glimpse of the time, 1:32.

Did I have to do something?

Oh shit! I needed to talk to the other witness.

I stood up quickly from the couch. “Hey guys, do you know how to get to the College?”

Victoria looked at me weird, “You just walk up to the gate?”

“No, I mean right now!”

They looked at each other.

Styles interjected, “You want to go to school right now at almost 2 pm?”

I nodded, “Yes, I forgot I needed to meet someone”

“You're acting more stranger than ever, twinkletoes” she laid back on the couch, her arm draped across Styles shoulder. Ugh.

“But I'm curious. It's gonna be fun when I get to figure you out”

Styles paused but nodded reluctantly. “I don't like it at all. You promise to tell us what's up if I help?”

I nodded again.

“Yes tomorrow after I come back, I'll reveal everything”

“You really promise dude?, you have a bad habit of doing shit by by yourself”

I nodded again

He sighed, “Ughh…, alright”

“You know the football field right?...”

They took turns explaining exactly how to break into the school. How they knew this I had no idea, I was just grateful to my two troublemakers.

I left his house as soon as they were done, I had no idea who Toucan could be talking to right now.