AN: Ghost Harry at the top.

I flipped Assassin Harry onto his back, placing my foot over his broad chest as he gaped up at me with a mixture of shock and pride on his face, a layer of sweat over his skin as we both locked gazes, panting softly.

I had finally beat the Assassin in hand to hand combat.

"Impressive." He breathed out, looking up at me in amazement as a dimpled smile formed over his face making me grin in satisfaction.

After a few days of non stop training by the four relentless Harrys, lots of motivational background music, and few tears and blood I was officially a hardcore demon butt kicking bad ass.

Which makes absolutely no sense because it isn't even remotely possible for me to learn in the span of the past -what- two or three days all the things I've been taught but I guess it was one of the advantages of wishing all the fanfiction Harrys to life.

They got shit done in record time.

I guess they really effected the real world despite them being characters in stories.

Like an effect.

The Styles Effect.

That's a funny thought.

"Bless you time lapses." I mumbled to myself, still kind of standing on the Assassin before a strong pair of toned arms wrapped around my neck from behind, trying to keep me in a choke hold before I dug my nails into the skin, making the Harry behind me immediatly grunt before I leaned forward only to adruptly bring my head back, the back of my skull nailing him right in the nose.

"Damn it pumpkin, not the face, that's the money maker right there." Psycho Harry chuckled, his voice coming out gruff and nasally as I turned around to find him brushing his large hand over his nose, wiping away some blood, a glimmer of amusement in his dark green eyes.

"Oh shoot, sorry I didn't think-"

My sentence was immediatly cut off as the Assassin grabbed my ankle from behind, yanking me so I fell to the floor in surprise, quickly rolling on my back avoiding and blocking both of their kicks and punches at my face as I jumped back to my feet, fighting between the Psycho and Assassin.

"Fucking cheats!" I screamed, my reflexes fast and accurate as I delivered more hits to them then they did to me even though they both laughed at my reaction.

I managed to catch Psycho Harry off guard, running at him and grabbing his shoulders to push me up until my legs wrapped around his neck and I leaned back to grab the Assassin behind me with my arms, holding them both by their necks, one with my legs and one with my arms before I slammed them both to the floor.

"Fuck with me!" I announced, immediatly standing to my feet as they groaned in pain on the ground before I heard the sound of sharp metal slicing against eachother behind me.

I turned around, catching the sword in my hand just in time making Prince Harry smirk in approval before he advanced forward, not giving me a moment to compose myself as I blocked and shielded myself, the metals of our weapons clanging against one another qiickly.

I don't know how but at some point I was shoved harshly against the wall by him, Prince Harry's face only inches from mine, our swords drawn against one another forming an X between us as we struggled to push one another, battling for power leaving the both of us panting softly as he smirked.

"I must say, you are doing extremely well my lady. Fence often?" He drawled out in an even voice, sounding a bit breathless as he sent me a playful smile knowing fully well he was the one who helped train me in sword fighting.

"Eh, whenever I'm not trying to kiss your ass so you can give me my breaks." I shrugged, causing the dimpled grin on his face to grow before I pushed him away, our swords scraping against one another making me think I had the advantage only for him to turn things around as he kicked my weapon out of my hand, grabbing my wrist and holding it behind my back in a painful manner, his broad chest pressed firmly against my back as he placed the blade of his sword against my neck.

"Looks like you will be required to do more of those so called, kisses to my ass yes?" He innocently said, his voice low and sultry as his lips grazed against the skin of my ear while my chest rose and fell rapidly, watching the Psycho and the Assassin rise from the floor, rolling their shoulders and cracking their necks as they looked at me while the Vampire between them slowly took his glasses off.

This was the final test.

"You can do this." The Prince reassured in my ear, still holding me back with his weapon at my throat as I let out an uneasy laugh when Vampire Harry's yellow eyes met mine.

"Thanks for the support Princess." I mumbled under my breath, shifting my eyes to find him blushing at the nickname I had given him in my peripheral vision, a look of surprise on his face making me smirk before I brought my elbow back into his gut, causing him to let me go with a grunt of surprise as I grabbed the sword out of his hand and ran towards the other three Harrys.

"I got a pocket got a pocketful of sunshine I got a love and I know that it's all mine oh." I sang under my breath, feeling my body and mind struggle against the pull of Vampire Harry's trance while he kept still, my eyes trained on him even when the Psycho maneuvered in front of me as I dipped down, dodging his punches and swinging my leg and tripping him to the floor.

"Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me. Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me. No, oh whoa." I continued to sing through gritted teeth as Assassin Harry proceeded towards me, the both of us syncing with eachother in our hits until I pulled a cheap move and nailed him in his jewels with my knee making him immediatly fall to the floor with a grimace.

Turned out that counting backwards didn't do shit to distract my mind when being hypnotized.

Later on I figured, what better way to distract myself then sing catchy old songs almost everyone remembers back in like 2000 whatever.

"Take me away!" I screamed out with wide eyes before I charged towards Vampire Harry who was now backing away from me, a mixture of realization and alarm over his face as he brought his hands out in front of him.

"Shit! Wait kid I get it your immune! You're immune! You don't have to-" The Vampire said in a panic before I tackled him to the floor like a raging bull until I was on top of him.

"You don't have to attack me..." He finished with a groan of pain as he placed his arm over his eyes from beneath me.

"Wooh I'm pumped!" I yelled, getting off him before I slammed the sword I was holding down onto the ground with a loud clatter as all the Harrys looked at me.

I then brought my middle fingers up, flipping them all off letting them know I'm the boss ass bitch as I made eye contact with each and everyone of them while slowly backing away into my house, leaving the backyard where we were training.

Miscalculating my steps I tripped and fell backwards at the doorway causing all of them to laugh.

"Loser!" Vampire Harry called making me stick my middle fingers back out of the door for them, not even bothering to get up as I slowly crawled away with wide angered eyes, still flipping them off.

I entered the kitchen, grabbing waterbottles and other necessities for everyone, hugging them to my chest and tucking them under my chin as they all entered the room one by one.

Psycho Harry limped forward, making me send him an awkward apologetic grin before I handed him his water bottle and a few pain meds to relieve him.

I then tossed Assassin Harry an ice pack and water bottle, making sure to check the bruising on his stomach.

He leaned back against the counter as I took the ice pack from his hand and pressed it against his abs, making him run his tongue along his lower lip as he sent all the other Harrys a smug smirk, subtly pointing at me and raising his brows making me raise my hand and playfully slap his face without looking up.

"Oh, lemme just..." I said, darting around to tend to them and make sure they were okay after practically beating the shit out of them before I took the water bottle out of the Vampire's hand, making him give me a look before I quickly replaced it with a can of root beer making a dimpled smile form over his face.

"Ugh, she knows me so well." Vampire Harry said, throwing his head back with a grin as he clutched at his heart while the Assassin rolled his eyes while I headed into the hallway, getting a warm soft blanket I was drying straight out of the dryer.

I then approached Prince Harry from behind with the fluffy cloth as he cleaned his swords before letting out a quick "gotchya," enveloping the blanket around his broad shoulders.

"Oh no, seems I've been captured by a fair maiden. Whatever shall I do." He smirked, glancing my way before he placed the swords down as I smiled and took a seat besides him on the couch.

"Hey... did you just use sarcasm..." I teased him, poking at the cute indents on the side of his cheeks.

"Me? Never..." He trailed off, making a show of rolling his eyes at me before the innocent expression on his face returned as he bit his lip.

"Pardon me for the roll of my eyes. Did I execute the sarcasm correctly? It's quite strange but I must say I'm getting accustomed to it." The Prince nervously chuckled as I roughly patted his shoulder and nodded.

"You're doing fan-tastic..." I trailed off in the same tone he used with me moments ago.

"Thank you. I do appreciate it, I believe it's all in the tone of the voice and-" He began, beaming at me before he paused and blinked at me in realization, figuring out that I was using sarcasm on him as well.

"Oh my lady, you're good..." He complimented, narrowing his eyes at with me with a smile as I shrugged my shoulders up and snapped my fingers at him.

"You never cease to amaze me Liza you know that," Prince Harry breathed out, shaking his head as he looked at me while I chugged my own water bottle.

"Oh this is nothing, I can down a whole bottle in like two minutes-"

"No," He laughed, his large hand moving over mine on my lap as the gold rings on his finger gleamed under the light.

"Although your water intake is impressive, I was adressing the way you treat us. All of us. You're resilient and you hold your ground yet you have the kindest heart, tending and taking care of us." He explained, squeezing my hand as I smiled at him.

"Of course. I care about you guys." I told him truthfully, nudging his shoulder playfully as he looked at me.

He just continued to stare at me with a soft almost longing look in his eyes as he ran his thumb over my skin in a tender manner.

"You'd be an amazing Queen." The Prince suddenly mumbled under his breath, sounding like he was talking more to himself rather than me as I widened my eyes at him in surprise.

He immediatly looked away in embarrassment, retracting his hand back from mine as he brought the blanket around him more while clearing his throat with his fist against his mouth.

"Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-duunnnnnn..." Someone suddenly sang out, making even the other Harrys leave the kitchen to see who was singing as Ghost Harry floated across the living room in front of the Prince and I.

"Makin' my way to the graveyard, cause I'm so hard, gonna get me some ghost pussy a-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun." He sang out, ignoring everyone and placing up peace signs with his hands in the air as he floated over to the front door, going right through the wood as the "dun-dun-dun-dun-dun's" faded away into the distance.

We all just stared at the door for a few more moments in wonder.

"The kid died high didn't he." Vampire Harry mused, breaking the silence making all of us nod in agreement, still looking in the same direction the ghost left.

"Amore, we have a special proposition for you." Assassin Harry said, sitting down on the coffee table in front of me as Psycho sat himself on the arm of the couch while the Vampire leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah?" I raised my brow, sending all of them a questioning look.

"Well you see pumpkin, we've all seen how well you've gotten with the training, you know, the push ups, the squats, the fighting, the squats." Psycho Harry chuckled, rubbing his hands together as the other Harrys turned to give him a look.

"When did she do squats?" They all asked as Psycho Harry simply smirked while my eyes widened in realization.

"You made me do like fifty squats when we were training one on one." I gawked at him.

"Yeah and now your ass is perky as hell. Still waiting for my thanks by the way." He reasoned, making me narrow my eyes at him with a smile as I brought my hand up to smack him upside the head, only for him to catch it before it could make contact, his eyes immediatly connecting with mine before he placed a kiss on my hand.

"Stop, that's my move." Prince interjected behind me in clear irritation, his jaw locked as the Psycho grinned.

"You're right." Psycho Harry noted, still holding my hand until he trailed his lips down my pointer finger before he teasingly bit the pad of it, releasing the skin from his teeth to let my finger slowly trail down his lower lip as he sent me a sly wink.

"Psycho edition baby." He raised his brows at me.

"Help. I'm paralyzed." I wheezed out, my face turning red not because I was blushing but because I literally could not breathe and was having some type of panic anxiety attack with that shit he just pulled, frozen in place as the Vampire, Prince, and Assassin immediatly pulled me away from the smirking Psycho.

"Breathe, breathe, breathe." Vampire Harry urged me from the side, both him and the Assassin squeezing my hands as I continued to hypervenilate while Prince Harry attempted to fan my face making the Psycho chuckle.

"What we were trying to do here was, we thought we could all take you out for dinner to celebrate you actually knowing how to kick ass, you know, just the five of us." The Vampire explained when I had finally calmed down.

"Not a da-"

"No amore. It's not a date, just five friends celebrating." The Assassin hushed me, placing his pointer finger over my lips with an amused smirk.

"Even though it is the end of this week so you've probably already chosen who you want to be with right pumpkin?" Psycho spoke up, sounding on edge as they all looked at me while I blinked at them in alarm.

"Uh, not necessarily..."

"Kid, you were supposed to choose." The Vampire cut in, flicking my forehead as I frowned, feeling torn.

"Amore, just pick, we won't be mad, we'll all still be friends." The Assassin reasoned, looking impatient.

"Yeah, especially me since I'll be the one she'll let fuck her." The Psycho snorted making all of the Harrys turn to him in anger.

"Like hell that'll happen. She's going to end up with me." Assassin growled out, balling his hands into fists at his sides making the Psycho stand to his feet as they glared at one another.

"Hey, hey, you guys. All good vibes here all good vibes here." Vampire Harry interjected, going in between them before a stern look appeared on his usually careless face.

"She's going to choose me anyways so you guys shouldn't really stress about the inevitable." The Vampire shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets as both the Assassin and the Psycho yelled a "fuck no."

"She's going to be with me!"

"No she's going to be my baby mama so fuck all of you!"

"Silence! All of you! It's Lady Liza's choice and fighting over her like a piece of meat won't resolve anything!" Prince Harry snapped, rising from the couch as he glared at them.

The three exchanged stopped, exchanging looks with one another before Psycho let out a scoff.

"Alright Snow White, why don't you take a seat and let the real men talk here." Psycho Harry patronized only making the Prince join in on the argument as they all started to raise their voices at eachother, fighting and bickering while I rocked myself back and forth on the couch.

They all shut up in an instant at the sound of my scream as I stood to my feet, continuing to scream in my high pitched cracked voice as I darted out of the living room to the front door and out of the house.

Screaming as I ran across the lawn over to my parked car.

Screaming when I got in the vehicle, buckling myself and starting the engine before I drove off, leaving a trail of smoke and tire marks on the road behind me.

Pausing and taking deep gasps for breath when I was at a stop light, panting in my seat.

Then proceeding to scream again when the stop light turned green and I advanced forward, my eyes squinted and my mouth wide open letting out my endless scream while I drove.

"Wow. You sure got pipes potato girl." A familiar voice whistled from the back, making me jump and almost hit my head on the roof of my car before I turned around to find Ghost Harry just chilling in the back, his arm casually slung around a transparent sickly looking wide sunken eyed girl in sixte hundredth clothing.

"What are you even doing-"

"This is Priscilla. Yup. We're dating. It's pretty serious. Met her up at the local cemetery." Ghost Harry informed, smiling down at the girl who was staring at nothing in particular, her posture straight and rigid.

"Pri-sci-llaaa...." Harry trailed off, nodding his head at me while making awkward popping sounds with his mouth when the ghost girl continued to not move or say anything.

"Yeah... Priscilla can't really talk cause her tongue was cut off when she was put on trial for being a witch but that's what makes her such a good listener." He informed as I parked the car to turn and give him my full attention, scrunching my face at him in confusion before I looked at the girl.

"And she also had a rough past with her parents just like me! My parents never understood me, always giving me early ass curfews while her parents were in the same mob that killed her cause they thought she was a witch. Like we connect so much it's scary." Ghost Harry exclaimed, his voice gradually turning into an amazed whisper by his last sentence as I furrowed my brows at him.

"Those situations aren't anything alike... and how do you even know all of that when she can't even talk?" I asked, giving him a look as he sighed.

"There's no need to be jealous potato girl and because I googled her duh. Always be safe, you have no idea what kind of ghosts you could meet out there." He said, raising his hand as he took the arm off the ghost girl and leaned forward.

"Why do you keep calling me potato girl?" I questioned in confusion.

"Because you look like a potato."

It was silent inside the car as I looked out the window deep in thought.

"Okay true." I shrugged, looking back at him with a careless smile.

"Look, I know you might be jealous but you have to understand that we can never be." Ghost Harry explained in a heart felt tone as I raised my brows at him.

"You're alive, I'm dead," He began dramatically, pursing his lips as I blinked at him with a blank expression.

"You're a solid, I'm a- well I don't wanna say a gas that sounds like I'm made out of farts. I'm transparent, well sometimes I'm a solid if I get hard enough." He reasoned with a faraway look in his eyes as he contemplated his words, deep in thought.

"But most importantly," Ghost Harry continued, placing his hand over his chest before he brought his cold airy see through hand down on mine.

"I'm a Cancer. And you're a Libra.... it would've never worked." He concluded with a sad sigh as he nodded his head while I ever so slowly retracted my head back.

"Okay but what are you doing in my car again." I couldn't help but blurt out in uncertainty.

"Oh yeah, 'bout that. Minor detail here but... I just found out that the person who murdered me is in a coma right now and I just want to visit and get some closure." Ghost Harry casually explained as if it was no big deal while he wrapped his arm around Priscilla who still hadn't moved an inch.

"And you want me to take you because...."

"Because uber drivers are prejudice to ghosts." He scoffed, turning to Priscilla, stroking the bonnet on her head.

"Isn't that right babe."

She continued to stare in front of her, not even blinking.

"She has such a way with words." Ghost Harry sighed, giving me a look as he smiled and placed his hand over his chest.

"Alright I'll take you, just tell me which hospital." I said, buckling myself up again before restarting the car.

"Saint Randal's, like right between the Chuck E. Cheese and vape shop, can't miss it." He told me, peering over my shoulder.

"Thank you by the way potato girl. I don't usually like potatos but you're a very sweet one you know that." He told me, poking my cheek even though I couldn't feel him, only a cold sensation on my skin as I smiled and continued to drive.

"Thanks Casper the friendly ghost."

"Oh jee, never heard that one before." Ghost Harry replied in a dry tone making me laugh as the hospital came in view.

AN: Btw just because Liza is picking who she wants to be with in like three chapters don't worry, doesn't mean it's the ending, it just means she finally finds out who she loves and then she still has to take care of Demon Harry lmao.