The new goal was to just go back home where the rest of the Harrys were and find my cell phone, but the more I spent time with the Prince, the Psycho, the Assassin, and the Vampire, I realized that I didn't want them to leave.

And no, it wasn't because all of them wanted to get in my pants because it's me we're talkin' bout here, I'll probably fuck up my chances with all of them in some way or another or they'll just end up losing interest in me over time.

But they were just so fun to be around and they were pretty good guys.

"Peasant, I request to be fed this instant!" Prince Harry snapped his fingers at one of the candy store workers before he pointed at the plastic case of colorful candy, making me smile as I watched him, his tone wasn't rude at all, he actually sounded genuinely confused why no one was waiting on him.

"I hate my job." The sweaty employee muttered under his breath, sending the Prince a blank expression as he organized a lolipop from across the room.

"Try the gummy worms." I advised, coming from behind Prince Harry as he turned to me with a curious look, watching while I opened the lid of the container and grabbed a single gummy worm from the bin with the mini red tongs they had at the side before placing it in my hand.

"Worms? That's a bit peculiar if I do say so myself..." He said in concern, actually poking the candy in my hand lightly as if he expected it to move and twitch to life in my palm making me laugh.

"Don't sweat it. It's just the shape of it, it's not really a worm." I told him before I started to shake my hand so the candy worm would move along as my eyes widened in fake fear.

"Or is it...." I joked in a deep voice, bringing it up and wiggling it in the Prince's face making him laugh, the dimples on his cheeks prominent as he watched me take a bit of the head.

I held out the other end for him as he hesitantly leaned down and bit the worm's ass.

"You're eating the worm's butt." I  teased, covering my mouth to keep from cackling as he chewed the candy in thought before his whole face lit up.

"The worm's rear end tastes marvelous! First the nuggets of chicken and now this." He practically announced to the whole store in joy, causing all the customers inside to turn their heads and give him a look before he placed his hands over my waist, surprising me as he lifted me off the ground and spun me around like a princess before putting me back down on my feet.

"It's astounding. I request more please." He told me as I gave him the rest of the candy before he pressed his face against the container of gummy worms in excitement.

We ended up leaving the store with Prince Harry licking on an oversized rainbow lolipop as he nibbled on the candy necklace around his neck, a large bag of gummy worms in his other free hand as we made our way over to the large fountain in the center of the mall where Psycho Harry was laying at the outer edge with the shopping bags while Vampire Harry was flirting with a girl in a sundress at the side.

"You're really cute." The red head blushed, playing with the hem of her dress as Vampire Harry smirked down at her.

"Thanks, so are you." He told her, nudging her shoulder playfully making her giggle.

"Okay." She grinned, biting her lip.

"Okay." Harry then said, running his tongue along the side of his fang looking like he didn't really have anything else to say while he readjusted his bandana.

Her head snapped up at his word before she stared at him with wide excited eyes.

"Okay." She repeated under her breath, a creepy smile forming over her face making Vampire Harry furrow his brows in confusion as he slowly leaned away from her.

"Okay...?" Vampire Harry repeated in an unsure tone, bringing his shades down as his eyes shifted from her to me and the other Harrys as if asking for help.

"Maybe okay will be our always-"

"And I'm leaving." The Vampire claimed with a forced smile, standing to his feet as he clasped his hands together and fast walked passed the poor girl and towards me.

"We ready to go?" He asked, sounding slightly on edge as the girl let out a small huff of disappointment and walked away.

"Not yet, I have to get back to Assassin Harry but I just wanted to feed the Prince since he was kind of hungry." I told the Vampire, patting his shoulder before I left the Prince and headed back to the store where the Assassin was in.

"Wait pumpkin! I got you something." The Psycho said, trying to catch my attention as he tossed me a small pink and black Victoria's Secret shopping bag with a smirk, making me narrow my eyes at him in suspicion as I peeked inside it.

"Really." I said with a raise of my brow, bringing the red lingerie thong and bra up with my pointer finger as he wiggled his brows at me.

"I like red on girls." I heard Psycho Harry chuckle under his breath, a dark look in his eyes making me shudder at his double meaning before I put the undergarments back into the bag and tossed it at him.

"Then you'll really love when I'm on my period." I stated, shaking my head at him as he laughed while I walked back into the store.

"Knock, knock." I said, lightly knocking on the door of the dressing room Assassin Harry was in before I peeked my head inside, finding him sitting in the small seat of the room with his elbows resting on his knees.

"You left me." He said, raising his head as he watched me enter the room and close the door before I held out the new folded shirts I got him.

"Sorry, the Prince was hungry but look, I got you new clothes and feel," I reasoned, going over and placing the soft fabric of one of the shirts against his skin as he looked at me with unamused green eyes.

"So soft, like, like cotton candy." I said, continuing to gently rub the cloth against his cheek with a smile before he grabbed my wrist, his face serious as he bit his lip ring.

"Your lips are the softest things I've ever felt.... and I bet your whole body is just as soft." He said in a deep gravelly voice, his gaze flickering to my lips then to my body as he held me there.

"Oh, wow thank you. I've actually been using this new chapstick cause my lips actually get really dry and cracked and nasty and- wait how do you know? We kissed for like less than a second." I laughed out, trying to be casual as I began to sweat, trying to tug my arm back.

"You're right." He suddenly said and pulled me towards him, making me drop the clothes in surpise as he brought me on his lap, positioning his hands on the underside of my thighs, pulling me closer until I was straddling him.

"Sh, don't worry amore, I won't do anything," The Assassin said in a soft voice when he noticed my stiff posture as he rested his hands on my waist, making sure not to go any lower or any higher as he looked into my eyes, our faces only inches away.

"I'm very selfish and I want all of your attention to myself. It just feels nice to hold you without being pulled away, even if it is only for a few minutes." He confessed before he hugged me, burying his face in the crook of my neck and inhaling slightly as I let out a small "aw" and hugged him back with a concerned frown.

I ran my fingers through his hair in a comforting manner like I did whenever my little sister felt sad as I felt the soft waves of his brown hair under my touch, making him let out a sigh of content against my skin.

"I like when you play with my hair." He admitted in a quiet voice, his words a bit muffled against my neck as I smiled and continued to run my hand through his locks, following his orders.

"I like when you're more open like this. Look, you actually have emotions." I teased him, making him look up at me with an exasperated expression on his face as I poked his cheek and laughed, trying to stand up.

"I have no emotions." He said with a straight face as I got off his lap, making me raise my brow and smirk at him as he stood to his feet.

"Unless it comes to you." He continued, helping me pick up the clothes on the ground as he avoided my gaze.

I stopped my movements, opening my mouth to say something until I heard a few people outside scream at the sound of water splashing outside the store.

Assassin Harry and I exchanged looks before we dropped the clothes, running out of the dressing room and out of the shop to find Prince Harry splashing wildly in the fountain as the Psycho clapped his hands and laughed at him while the Vampire ignored the two and went on his phone.

"What happened? Did you push him in?" I asked, taking in the Prince's stiff posture as he stood in the middle of the water, his clothes drenched and his dark hair wet, a few strands plastered against his face as he glared at the laughing Psycho.

"I told him it was a magical fountain that could grant any wish if you threw a coin in it." Psycho Harry laughed out, holding his stomach as he screwed his eyes shut and shook his head while Prince Harry grit his teeth in anger.

"And then I threw a coin saying that I wish you'd let me fuck you he just dove right in the fountain screaming no." He finished, throwing his head back with a loud sigh of content as I slapped the palm of hand against my forehead while Prince Harry stared down at his feet, the water up to his knees as his chest heaved up and down, droplets of water falling from his wet hair.

"Not cool." I scolded the Psycho while the Assassin glared at him as I helped Prince Harry out of the water.

"For god's sake you interrupted us for this." Assassin Harry growled out in irritation.

"I retrieved the coin and you will never do such a thing to her." Prince Harry bit out, shivering slightly in his wet attire holding out the quarter as he glared at the Psycho who ignored him as he took out a few perfume samples, rubbing the small slips of paper on his skin to get the scent before turning and rubbing it on my neck in a playful manner.

"Okay come on, we're at the mall already lets just go get you some new- new clothes." I paused, the scent of whatever cologne was on the samples Psycho Harry was rubbing on me making me sneeze as I sniffed and brushed my nose.

Prince Harry frowned in concern, immediatly taking out a handkerchief from the front of his suit and handing it to me making me laugh lightly as I held the drenched cloth, a few drops of water falling from it from when he fell into the fountain.

"Oh." He flushed, biting his lip to keep from smiling when he looked between me and the napkin as I grinned while we walked away from the group.

Before we could enter the nearest men's clothing store we passed by a small hair salon, making Prince Harry stop in his tracks as he retraced his steps and peered through the window in interest, leaning forward and crossing his arms over his chest, his pointer and middle finger at his lips as he read something.

"Little Princess Trust foundation... It's for young children yes?" The Prince asked in thought, his curious green eyes glued to the paper taped on the window as I nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, you get your hair cut and they use the hair that they cut off to donate for it to be made into a wig for sick kids who don't have hair due to the treatments they have to undergo to get better." I informed him, looking at the picture of the happy little girl on the advertisement.

"We held many charities in my kingdom, especially for the children." He stated under his breath before he straightened his posture and turned to look at me with a determined expression on his face, his hands placed behind his back as he sent me a proud smile.

"I would like to donate my hair." The Prince declared, surprising me as I gaped up at him in shock.

"Really?" I smiled, my heart warming at the thought as he nodded.

"It may not be the best wig," He began, lifting a strand of his long wet hair before giving me a look.

"But I would like to make a child happy." He said and the smile on my face only grew at his heart warming words before  I brought my arm out for him to link his arm around as he chuckled while I escorted him into the salon.

"Sure, we can work with this." One of the hair dressers said, chewing on her gum as she measured the Prince's hair.

"We'll just blow dry it and get it all nice and fluffy again." She said, gesturing him to take a seat as the other employees openly checked him out, gawking and giggling when he turned to me and mouthed "blow dryer?" in confusion making me smirk.

He was quite the charmer.

"How 'bout you honey, you gonna get a cut?" The lady asked making Prince Harry turn to look at me.

"Oh- well I..." I began, already shaking my head and laughing nervously before I looked down at my hair, observing how my curls now swayed and reached my butt as I pursed my lips in thought.

"Actually yes please. I'd like to donate my hair as well." I concluded, plopping down on the leather chair besides Harry's as he turned to give me a dimpled grin.

"Proud of you." He told me, reaching his hand out for mine as I took it, making him squeeze my hand in reassurance.

"Thanks, I've never had my hair really short but I've always wanted to do this." I admitted, biting my lip in anticipation as he ran his thumb over my skin to soothe me, keeping his eyes on me as goosebumps formed on my arms under his gaze.

"You'll do gre- oh bloody hell what in god's name is that!" He suddenly exclaimed in shock, jumping in his seat and leaning back when the lady besides him turned on the blow dryer as he squeezed my hand tighter and placed his other free hand over his heart.

"You'll do great." I told him with a small chuckle, repeating his words as he gave me an uneasy smile, screwing his eyes shut tightly and scrunching his face when she started to blow dry his hair while I heard a pair of scissors open and close behind me, making me take a deep breath as the Prince and I held each other's hands the entire time.

••

I looked at my short hair, the curls even wilder in this length as they tickled the sides of my neck.

"Come on, just do this for mama..." I mumbled under my breath, trying to tie it up only for me to produce a small curly sprout on my head due to how short my hair now was.

"Well, it'll always grow back." I shrugged with a smile, not regretting my decision to donate my hair as I untied it, letting it fall loose, almost reaching my shoulders before turning and checking out one of the dresses on display.

"Pretty...." I said under my breath, running my hand over the silky smooth material as I checked the price.

"Oh, just kidding..." I mumbled in the same tone when I saw how much it cost.

This is why Sears is love, Sears is life.

"You like the dress?" A deep polite voice asked from behind, making me jump in surprise almost knocking over the mannequin in the process before I screamed an "oh shit" and quickly reached out, hugging it to my chest and stabling it with wide eyes as I turned around, panting.

I felt like the breath was knocked right out of my lungs at the sight of Prince Harry as he walked out of the dressing room, running his large hand through his brown hair, obviously still getting used to his shorter hair that now curled up in different directions like it did in 2014, his hair now kind of reminding of Wolverine.

I opened and closed my mouth, admiring how good he looked in just plain black skinny jeans and a gray button up shirt as he folded his cuffs and pushed his sleeves up over his toned forearms.

"Good, wow you look, yes so -I like it." I blurted out, breathing heavily as he chuckled at my reaction, smiling down at the  boots on his feet with his hands placed behind his back like always.

I eyed the exposed skin of his tan sturdy chest, noting that he didn't have any tattoos like the others did but there did seem to be a few battle scars here and there on his skin, especially the large one that trailed right over his heart, as if someone in a fight was desperate to stab him and kill him off.

He caught me staring as he cleared his throat, sending me an almost bashful smile as he closed up his shirt to hide the scars.

"I apologize, they do tend to scare off most maidens when they see them." Prince Harry quickly apologized, acknowledging his battle scars and avoiding my gaze before I placed my hand on his wrist.

"I think they're fucking sick." I said, looking into his eyes as he furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Yes well, they were a bit unhealthy for my body when they were open wounds but-"

"No I mean like, sick as in cool." I elaborated as he smiled before I went into his dressing room to retrieve his old wet clothes.

"Cool, she thinks I'm cool." I heard him mumble under his breath with disbelief, making me turn to find him smiling at nothing in particular as he readjusted his collar in a cocky manner while nodding his head with pride.

"Lady Liza, is this the dress you were admiring?" He suddenly asked, looking over at the headless plastic figure wearing the gown I was staring at a few moments ago as I nodded.

"Yeah, I think it's pretty. It cost an arm and a leg though and it probably wouldn't look the best on me." I shrugged as he went behind the mannequin, placing his chin over the neck making it look like he was wearing the dress as I laughed at the sight making him smirk.

"That's a bit unreasonable, limbs for a dress? I could offer a toe?" He reiterated, running his finger along the hem of the gown, his smile still in tact making me realize he was just kidding.

"It means it's expensive." I corrected him.

"You should try it on." He persisted, reaching out and holding my hand.

"Not for me or for anyone else, but for you. You deserve to wear something that makes you feel beautiful even though you should feel that way all the time." The Prince told me as I squeezed his hand.

"You are just one big cheeseball you know that?" I said, trying to steady my voice as I patted his cheek making him smile, his hand still over mine.

"Thank you though." I mumbled under my breath, my body stiffening in realization at how close we were, our faces only inches away as Prince Harry peered down at me, his gaze falling to my mouth making him dart his tongue out to wet his own soft lips.

"Woah Pumpkin!" A familiar voice cut in, causing the both of us to jump away instantly, leaving me flustered, my heart racing as Prince Harry rubbed the back of his neck and blew out a small breath.

"There is definitely something different about you." Psycho Harry said, grabbing my face in his large hands and squishing my cheeks together as he moved my head from side to side, examining me in every angle making the Assassin roll his eyes from behind him.

"She got a hair cut dumbass." Assassin Harry stated, glaring at the Psycho before he looked me over, a slow smirk spreading across his face before he reached out and played with a strand of my short curly hair.

"You look good mi amore."

"You look good mi amoron." Psycho Harry mimicked making Assassin Harry narrow his eyes at him before they both turned their heads and looked Prince Harry.

"Oh great, another side hoe to add to the collection. Welcome to the friend zone my friend, where you won't be getting any of her pussy anytime soon." Psycho Harry greeted the Prince, obviously not recognizing him along with the Assassin who stared at him in a quizzical manner.

Prince Harry didn't say anything for a while, he just held his hands behind his back with his straight posture, tilting his head to the side as he blinked at the other two Harrys in confusion.

"What would I want to do with Lady Liza's cat?" He then asked as both the Assassin and the Psycho's jaw dropped in shock.

"Disney Princess?" The both said in unison as the Prince grinned.

"Salutations my good chaps-"

"Holy shit, didn't even recognize you without that whole eighteen hundreds get up." The Psycho laughed before slinging his muscular arm around the Prince's neck, making the Prince crouch in slight irritation as he ruffled his hair.

"Where'd you get the boots. I like those boots." Assassin Harry said, looking at the Prince's shoes with interest as he nudged his feet.

"Where's Vampire Harry?" I asked, looking for the last member of our gang.

"Ask and you shall recieve." Vampire Harry entered the store with an arrogant stride, his arms high in the air before he went over to me.

"Heads up." He said, tossing me a new rose gold iphone as my eyes widened in surprise.

"No way...." I echoed out in disbelief, quickly looking between the expensive device in my hand the Vampire as he smirked at me, his smirk immediatly falling when he spotted my hair making him lower his sunglasses.

"Nice haircut. You look cute kid." He chuckled, tugging lightly on a strand of my hair before he took his bandana off, dipping his head down making his hair flop forward a bit before bringing it back up as he ran his fingers through the waves.

He then went behind me and put the bandana over my head, tucking my curls under the fabric away from my face before tying it.

"Even cuter." Vampire Harry praised, making a clicking sound with his tongue as I showed him the phone again.

"Is this mine?"

"Course. Heard you needed a new phone and I'm loaded." He shrugged as if it was no big deal.

"Holy shit thank you." I said in appreciation, giving him a quick hug before I turned on the phone.

Maybe I could just download the wattpad app on this phone, log in to my account, and undo the wish.

"No way in hell that's the Prince." I heard the Vampire laugh in disbelief as they all surrounded the Prince.

"Ah but it is, say something." The Assassin confirmed, nudging the Psycho as he snickered.

"I want to sink my dick into Liza's tight little-"

"I told you not to speak of her in that way." Prince Harry immediatly snapped in a low growl, his body rigid as Vampire Harry whistled.

"It is him! Well shit!"

I watched as they all interacted, teasing one another and getting along making the smile on my face ever so slowly fade away as I stared down at the screen on my phone.

What if... what if I didn't want to undo my wish though...

I could just wish for my parents and little sister to come back and be okay with it and keep the main four Harrys.

But if I was going to keep the main four here... they would eventually expect me to choose between them all.

And I don't think that was even physically possible for me to do because there was no way I could bring myself to hurt any of them.

••

We entered my house as I placed the shopping bag of new clothes for the Harrys on the floor, letting out a sigh of defeat when there was no "Would you like a wish" notification on my new phone even though I had logged into my wattpad account already.

What if undoing the wish wasn't even possible?

"Where is everyone." I heard Assassin Harry acknowledge under his breath, making me look up from my phone to find that all the other fanfiction Harrys were gone, leaving only me, the Prince, the Psycho, the Vampire, and the Assassin under one roof.

"Nice place." Vampire Harry said with a nod of approval, hooking his thumbs in his pockets as he looked around, picking up a picture frame of me when I was small making the Psycho and Prince go behind him to look over his shoulder at the photo in interest.

"Hello? Anyone here?" I asked, yelling through the empty halls, looking for Cupcake Harry or even Marcel.

"Where'd you think they went?" The Assassin asked, checking the perimeters with me as I shook my head in confusion.

"I know where they went..." A soft scared whisper fell through the deserted hallway making me look around at the sound.

"What did you say?" I asked the Assassin as he sent me a confused look.

"I didn't say anything." He said, playing with his lip ring as he furrowed his brows at me.

"I know where they went..." The disembodied voice whispered once more making chills run up and down my spine at the eery sound as I tried to follow to the voice, leaving the assassin in the hallway as I entered my parent's bedroom.

Usually I would be like hell no, this bitch is moving to Canada if I started hearing someone whispering in an empty house.

But this voice sounded just like Harry's.

I opened the walk in closet where the voice was coming from to find another Harry, huddled in the corner of the small space, his back flushed against the wall with his knees pressed to his chest.

"I know where they went..." He repeated again when he saw me, his skin looking so pale to the point it looked almost transparent as I made my way over to him, blinking in shock trying to remember this one's story.

I brought my hand out for him only making him flinch back with a frightened expression before my fingertips grazed where the skin of his cheek should've made contact, my eyes widening when my hand went right through the side of his face.

"No, please wait!" He protested as I screamed, jumping to my feet and the grabbing vacuum cleaner stored to the side of the closet, quickly flipping the switch and turning it on as I sucked Ghost Harry into the tank while he screamed.

The phantom was immediatly suctioned through the vacuum as I heard him hit something in the vacum cleaner.

"There's a lot of dust in here..." He trailed off, letting out a cute small sneeze that rattled the vacuum cleaner itself as I gaped at the cleaning equipment in my hand.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry it was my first reaction- I- I didn't mean to hold on," I stuttered out, immediatly feeling bad as I opened the vacuum cleaner, releasing Ghost Harry who was cramped inside coughing.

"Oh god, I'm sorry-"

"Lady Liza we heard your screams! Are you alright?" Prince Harry rushed in, followed by the rest of the Harrys who were panting, their eyes wide with concern as I looked over to the side to find Ghost Harry brushing a fuzz of dust off him.

"H-him! The man that took him looked just like him but with no lip ring!" The Ghost gasped, pointing frantically at Assassin Harry before he blinked at him in shock.

"Oh wow, that really narrows it down." Psycho scoffed in the back, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Great, so another Harry took the others. Do you have any other characteristics that might be different from the rest, like maybe the way he talked? Did he have extra tattoos, no tattoos, a lot of piercings, no piercings?" I interrogated as Ghost Harry shuddered, shaking his head rapidly as he looked between me and the others.

"H-he had tattoos. Dark evil looking tattoos and- and- he didn't see me because- because I hid but he controlled everyone. He controlled everyone with his mind- they were- they-"

"Tuh-tuh-tuh day junior." Vampire Harry spoke up, quoting that Adam Sandler movie as I sent him a glare.

Ghost Harry gulped, turning to me with a fearful look as his body shook.

"His eyes, his eyes were all black... and- and..."

"And?" I encouraged him in a soft tone, leaning forward as a look of sympathy and terror fell over his pale features before he opened his mouth, his voice barely above a whisper.

"And he's coming for you..."

AN: I'm planning on making this fanfic around twenty chapters maybe because there's going to be a sequel/ second book for this story.

Got a lot planned.