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𝐒𝐞𝐱 & 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 | Marcy Playground
𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐌𝐚𝐧 | Heart"Shut up! Don't wake them, you idiot!"
"I was checking for a pulse, Dani. You're the one screaming. Be quiet. Let me check."
"They're not dead. Well, she's sleeping. Jagger? He may be dead . . . wait who locked the door if they're dead?"
"You just said she wasn't dead. So maybe the stoner killed him. Wouldn't blame her if I'm honest. He's a dick."
"Oh my god! Maybe they finally had sex and he had a heart attack!" I hear a giggle and my body shifts around from the sound of it. "Oh look, see! Bennet's alive. Jagger? Still dead. That's my girl! Pussy put his ass to sleep!"
I feel Harry's body move in closer to mine and then the sound of a sigh comes from behind me. "Dammit! Jagger's alive. They didn't have sex. I got my hopes up for nothing."
"Oh yeah, it's a shame the man's still breathing. Better luck next time." My eyes start to open as I hear sarcasm roll off Zayn's tongue.
"Would you just shut up you're going to—"
Turning my cheek as my eyes adjust to the light, I stare at the floor and find a pair of black sneakers and red heels. When a crease forms between my brows, I glance up and meet eyes with Zayn and Rizzo who are both looking down at me with smiles on their faces.
"Hi." Zayn whispers softly as he waves at me.
"Good morning little miss snake slut." Rizzo reaches over and moves my hair out of my face. "Did you finally bang Jagger or is this another one of your best friend naps you two clearly love taking together?" My eyes narrow at her. "Your door was locked and Jagger has no pulse."
My head quickly whips toward Harry, shaking him a bit until his eyes snap open. "Huh? What? You okay?" He rambles as I let out a sigh of relief but his expression changes when he looks over and sees Zayn and Riz. "No. I don't like interventions. Leave me alone." He randomly blurts out, looking back and forth between all of us.
"Huh?" My eyebrows furrow.
"This isn't an intervention it's an interrogation." Rizzo plops down on the bed, pushing me closer toward Harry until I stumble against his chest. "The door was locked, Maya didn't call me to let me know she got home safe, and you're taking a nap together midday. Did you two bang or not?"
Dammit I forgot to call.
Harry sits up further with tired eyes as my head leans against his body. "Not." He tells her and a scoff leaves her lips. "We've gone over this already. She won't let me. Can I go back to sleep now? I was trying to dream about it."
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Fanfictionೃ⁀➷ In the year 1994, Maya Bennet travels to New York to attend a famous music festival, Woodstock. After stumbling into the wrong tent when searching for her lost boyfriend, she has an odd interaction with a handsome mysterious stranger. A year l...