"Yeah unlike Zayn," I muttered to her previous words, causing a light scowl to appear on her face.
"Zayn, no matter how hard I tried he just didn't want to change. I hate that it took me so long to realize that," she sighed sadly, as if she was unhappy she didn't get to change Zayn for the better even though they weren't together anymore.
"You tried your best Scarlett. He just manipulated you into thinking that it was working and he was progressing," I told her firmly, as she shuffled closer and put her head on my shoulder.
We sat quietly, gazing up at the stars and at the luminous city of Las Vegas far ahead. I thought back to how different our lives were months ago, how I was a dealer and Scarlett was trying to get her masters degree in Chemistry, while being a drug manufacturer at the same time. Our lives then seemed drastically different to the way they were now, and even then we thought our lives were different, with all the drug dealing and whatnot. We had come a long way to where we were now, one of us an assassin, while the other a chemist.
"Imagine if my Dad was never murdered and therefore I never would've known about his assassin life," she spoke her thoughts aloud, as I leaned my head against hers, throwing my arm around her shoulder.
"You never would've been forced into this assassin thing."
"I never would've met Harry," she said thoughtfully, chewing her bottom lip.
"Yeah, you would've probably dated another prick let's be real," I joked, causing her to roll her eyes at me again, elbowing me in the ribs.
"I always get attracted to the bad ones," she scoffed at herself.
"Yeah but you always tried to make them good, and it worked this time," I told her with a smile, triggering her own wonderful one.
"It did indeed," she grinned toothily as she thought about her lover. "He tells me he changed because he loves me and wants to be what I deserve."
"Well that's what you want, isn't it?"
"Yeah, but I've always wanted him to change for himself, not for me," she explained.
"Hey, at least he changed. Kudos to that," I raised my eyebrows at her, making her nod and smile slightly.
"What do you think of him?" she asked me suddenly with a curious grin, eyes lighting up as I let a groan.
"Does it even matter?"
"Of course it does! You're my bestfriend! Your opinion matters to me a lot!"
"Fine. At first I was kinda skeptical, because after the last few boyfriends you've had, including Zayn, I felt like Harry was just one of them," I began to tell her, holding my hand up when she tried to interrupt to defend Harry. "But after observing you two for a few days, the way he treats you and looks at you, and all that, had me thinking 'wow she really did find the one'"
"Really?" she grinned widely, her eyes lighting up.
"Yeah. I mean, he makes you happy and that makes me happy, and by the looks of it, he ain't going anywhere," I told her, a grin pulling at my lips as she smiled back at me.
"I'm glad you like him Spencer."
"He did get me a job after all," I said, causing her jaw to drop.
"But it was my idea!"
"But he made it happen!" I retaliated with a laugh, causing her to huff, nevertheless burst out laughing softly.
She pulled me into a warm embrace, squeezing my shoulders lightly as she sighed. I hugged her back, more than happy to have her back by my side again after those terrible lonely months without her. She was the only person I could count on for anything, having her by my side with my throughout my whole life would be a blessing. Calling her my best friend was already one. I hoped Harry knew how lucky he was to have her.
The memory of my last conversation with Scarlett left me smiling to myself in sorrow. My best friend was gone and it hurt me. Deep down inside, I knew that with me blaming Harry for Scarlett's death, Scarlett herself would be disappointed in me. More than disappointed, angry too. I couldn't help it, I was just angry too. Angry that she had died under Harry's watch. Harry Styles, the man who said he'd protect her no matter what. But now I understood that mistakes happen, even this was a fucking huge one. He couldn't do anything, and that was unfortunate but I couldn't hate him for that.
Once I stepped out of the shower, I made the decision to go and apologise to Harry, and have a talk with him. I could only pray this would go well.
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💀 how did y'all like this chapter? What do you think of Spencer? I don't know what it feels like but I can't imagine what if feels like to lose your bestfriend like that 💔
💀 so I hope that flashback helps you guys understand why Scarlett pretty much let Harry emotionally abuse her a lot. She puts bettering other people before herself, so she would kind of go through whatever it takes to change someone. Her determination for this could be a good and bad thing 😂
💀 sOoo many people have already guessed the whole freaking book already and I'm like pissed 😂😂😂 like is it that obvs smh. GUESS I'LL JUST MAKE NEW PLOT TWISTS AND MAYBE KILL SOMEONE OFF 😈😈😈
Jk
maybe 😏😏
Until we meet again...
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