Clichè

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Thank you for the reads. This is so funny bc this fanfic is so bad 😂 but anyways, thanks for the read and pls recommend me! Love all you avid readers! Also, sorry for the late update.

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After we left the mall, I went to my house with Zayn to write up a plan to get revenge on Gill. I know I said was going to kill him, but fire and fire don't mix well, and I think sneakiness is the key here.

I drove to Gill's, and Zayn and we sat, hand and hand at the end of the block. "Ready?" I asked, unlocking the car and stepping out. He nodded, and we joined arms and continued to walk down the street. I knocked on Gill's door, cracking my knuckles with my other hand. I was nervous, and I honestly didn't know why. No one answered the door, so I rapped on it with my fist. "Gill, open up the door!" The door opened with ease, and I walked inside. The house was a wreck! Paper thrown everywhere, furniture broke, burn marks everywhere. "Gill...." I trailed off, walking through the living room.

"Jessi, be careful he could be anywhere." Suddenly, my phone rang.

"Hello?" I said, not even looking at the screen.

"Babe I miss you." Harry's voice cooed. I rolled my eyes, about to click my phone off. "I know who you're looking for." He said in a child's voice. I waved Zayn over and pressed speaker. "Gill is hiding." He mumbled. I nodded and looked around the room. I heard something tapping in the wall. I looked up and saw the one and only Gill Travis, gun in hand. He shot. Hitting Zayn in the chest. Zayn crumbled to the floor, no pulse. I screamed and ran out the door. Gill hopped in his car and chased me down the street. I sprinted, seeing Harry at the end of the road. "Harry, stop!" I screamed. He was heading towards me, he turned around and it happened. Gills slammed his car into Harry's side, his body rolling under the wheels with a crunch. "Oh my god." I screamed. I dropped to my knees and sobbed. I heard another gun shot, sirens and screaming. Everything was a huge mix of chaos, blurred by my tears. I glanced up, the cops surrounding dead Gill, shot to the shoulder. My heart stopped. Everyone I ever loved is dead. Suddenly my world went black.

I woke up with wet, sweaty skin. My head was pounding and spinning. My mom walked in my room, kissing my forehead. "Mom!" I screamed, kissed her forehead.

"What?" She giggled. "Is this medicine for your flu getting to your head?" She slicked my hair back and kissed my head.

"You're alive?" I smiled. she looked at me confused. It was all a dream, everything was a dream. And it was all worth it.