"Argh, let me go!" the guy yelled with struggle as he tried to squirm out of Zayn's grip. "Seriously! Let me-"
"Radcliffe? What the hell!?"
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"No, listen, I can explain-" Radcliffe started.
"No- shut up, Joe, don't let him say anything," Nick yelled from across the room as Joe held him up by the armpits. Radcliffe stared.
"Joe? Joe as in Joe Jonas?" Daniel scanned Joe's face as if he wanted to draw him, "Mr. Jonas- Joe Jonas... You ran away from your dad," he stated, matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, I know I did," Joe said, carelessly.
"And you did, too," he said, looking now at Nick. "And wow- you're really short," he added with a chuckle at the bottom of his voice making Nick snarl.
"Not nearly as short as you," he spat. "What are you? 1.60?"
Joe tried to muffle his laughter, but Radcliffe just stuck his nose in the air, "65 actually," he snapped. "You might not want to get on my bad side- I could get you guys in really deep shit," he threatened, making Nick clench his jaw at the geekiness of his British accent.
He knew a guy like Daniel would never turn out being really good at threats; he's supposedly a really sweet guy.
"There's no point in telling us that, bud," Joe said with smirk, "You're kind of in a uh... tight spot, you know what I mean?" he laughed, and so did Nick. Radcliffe curled his hands into a fist and let out an exasperated sigh, "Seriously, if you would just let me explain, I could tell you what I know- and dudes, I know what you're doing here, don't think I don't," he said, trying to get their attention.
"I knew it was joe under that mask- I've even met Fred, he knows me," he added, clearly still trying to convince the boys.
"Hang on," Zayn cut, raising his free hand in the air. "What'd Fred say about Radcliffe? Yeah, he doesn't KNOW you, so shut up! I think he also mentioned something about interrogating him himself? I don't really-"
"YES!" Joe gasped, taking all of them by surprise as Radcliffe's eyes looped down in defeat. "Let's take him to that broom cupboard, I'm betting Fred would LOVE to see him." He turned to Rad, "We'll take your explanations when we get there, thank you," he sneered, Radcliffe pressed his lips together in annoyance.
"Come on, you," Nick snarled, giving him a dig in the ribs.
"I have a name, you know..." he mumbled as he followed Joe.
Zayn's hand was still clasping onto his neat blazer, making it untidy and wrinkled. He was really annoyed by this, so nearly every five seconds, he would try and shake Zayn's hand off.
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They arrived in front of the door leading into the small room they stayed in and Nick pushed the door open, seeing no one inside. Daniel shifted his weight nervously, blazer still in Zayn's clasp. "Wha-"
"Where are they?" Zayn interrupted Nick, who glared.
"I was going to asked the same thing..."
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The Fabulous Fours: Parisian Pursuit | Book 1
Humor"Four strangers, one mission: Navigate Paris's shadows, overcome clashing agendas, and unite or fall." This was the origin of The Fabulous Fours. +++++++++++++++++ Selena, the lone sister in a household teeming with brothers, has always been resilie...
