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1:00 pm -day of the murder

Niall Horan's (from One Direction) *POV*
 

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I honk the horn wildly, screaming like a yeti outside of Matty's frat, "Let's go, Healy!" Miley climbs over me, sticking her head out of the window and screaming with me, sticking out her tongue. We both end up laughing at how crazy we are, and she runs her hands through my blonde hair.

"Let's go, Matt! We're going shopping!" Miley yells, sticking her head out the window once more. We watch Harry walk outside with Louis, his boyfriend.

Harry comes the the window, booping our noses, "He'll be out shortly, guys. Brad is trying to get him ready." Miley grunts and pokes Harry's dimples, making him laugh.

"LET'S GO MATTHEW!" I hear Brad yell from the doorway. I smile grows on Louis' face. Oh god, something good must be happening. I reach out of the window, pushing Harry out of the way so I can see what is happening between Brad and Matt. Chuckling, I watch Brad ferociously tug at Matty's hair, making him scream, and Brad throw his head back in laughter. Miley sits up and gets out of my doorless and roofless jeep, pulling Brad and Matty apart, grabbing Matt's wrist, and dragging him to the car.

As she throws him in the car, he starts whining and complaining saying how he hates Em's guts and how he would rather be stranded in the desert than see her hideous face again. Miley and I say our goodbyes to Louis, Harry, and Brad before the three of us drive iff to find a shopping center.

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I pull into a Target that is nearby uni, "Alright, Matty," I sigh. I turn around from the front seat to face him, throwing my arm around the seat next to me, where Miley is sitting, "We are here to buy Emilia a birthday present. We are in public, so act civilized. Understood?" Matt crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.

"Understood..." He whispers under his breathe. I nod.

"Good. Miley, Matty, let's go." Miley smiles and jumps out, Matt just stumbling carelessly behind us.

"Why don't you two go out already?" Matt asks us as he watches Miley and I play fight. The two of us stop then break out in laughter.

"Are you kidding me, Matt?!" Miley yells through laughs. Matt shrugs.

"What?"

"Matty, we are just friends. We have known each other since we were children and we are too close to date. That would ruin us." I explain to him, chuckling as we walk inside.

"So what do you have in mind, Matty? What did Brad suggest?" Miley asks him, turning her head slightly over her shoulder. Matt shrugs.

"A fucking knife. No. No. A gun! Even better!" Matt laughs.

"MATTHEW HEALY!" I shout at him. He jumps back a bit, startled, then just huffs and keeps walking. I don't normally come off harsh like that. I'm just one of those types of cheeky, lovable guys! But this time, I couldn't handle it. Matt needs to let go of whatever grudge he is holding against Em, and just learn to flow with shit!

We turn to the music section, I hand him a Paramore album, "Here. She loves Paramore. Get her a nice fucking card, and let's get the hell out of here." I am coming off too harsh now. Even by Miley's facial expression, I can tell she is kind if scared. I shake my head, closing my eyes.

"I-I'll fucking get her something. Just relax, Niall..." Matt's tone seemed really calm. I must have really scared him, he never really talks this calmly when I am around. I just nod, too pissed to speak, and Matt walks off with the Paramore album to get something else along with it.

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4:30 pm -day of the murder

Taylor's *POV*

"Marina!" I shout, knocking on her dorm door that she shares with Demi, "Marina, let's go! We have to go the the frat house to help set the banner up for Emilia's party!" After about a minute or two, the door opens, but it isn't Marina or Demi.

"Hey, Tay." The tall boy with the green eyes, curly hair, and deep voice greets me.

"Harry?" I scoff, "What the hell are you doing here?!" Harry and I used to date. He doesn't really care for me much anymore, he will say simple words to me here and there, but most times he will ignore me. But let me just say, I still have feelings for him.

Harry shrugs, "I'm with Demi," Harry ruffles up his hair with his hands then looks back up at me, blushing, and flashing his dimples, "And we are kinda busy..." I lump clumps up in my throat, getting embarrassed.

"I-I..."

Harry shakes his head, "Marina is at frat Coug. She is hanging out with Liam and Channing. Isn't that where the party is anyway?" I nod, looking down, and playing with my fingers.

"O-Okay...I'll see you two later," I nervously laugh and wink, "Have fun you two." Harry chuckles, closing the door.