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Chapter 5

Heather's POV

At around 8:30 pm, I was already getting ready to 'sneak out' of the house.

I wore my ripped black skinny jeans, a white top and a black leather jacket.

I tucked in some pillows under my blanket to at least show them that I was sleeping and tip toed out of the house.

Luckily, no one was in the kitchen or hallways so I easily snuck out of the house.

I ran to our backyard seeing michael leaning on a tree waiting for me.

"Let's go, clifford." I whispered.

We hailed a cab and headed to the nearest movie theatre.

Finally upon arriving, Michael paid the driver and went to the ticket booth.

We decided to watch the movie, Unfriended.

I literally hate watching horror movies but Michael practically forced me to.

"Fine. But you have to go through the whole movie with me screaming in your ear and hugging you in a really tight grip."

"deal."

We went inside the movie theatre and waited for the movie to start.

After a few trailers, it finally started.

"Oh my god oh my god oh my god it's starting ahhhhh!!" I screamed while Mikey playfully slapped my arm.

"Shush Heather! There are still other people in this theatre." He laughed.

Throughout the whole movie, I either kept screaming, squeezing Michael's arm or hugging him real tight.

Finally the movie finished and I quickly went out the movie theatre as the credits rolled.

"You.. Should've.. Seen.. Your face!" Michael teased between fits of laughter.

"Not funny."

"Yeah it is! And when the lights turned off you literally shrieked! Oh my god we should watch more horror movies!" He teased, once again.

I glared at him until we finally headed home.

He dropped me off at my house and immediately ran away.

I opened the door, realizing that the door was locked.

"Shit." I cursed under my breath mentally scolding myself for not bringing the house keys.

I tried climbing up the tree near my room and realized that the window was locked too.

I had only one choice left. And that was to call Michael.

I dialled his number and he picked up after 2 rings.

"Hey Heather."

"Mikey, uhm I have this sort of problem.." I started.

"What is it? Did Luke find out!? Oh my god were dead meat Heather! Literally de-"

"No, he didn't find out Michael. It's just that, errr.. I'm kinda locked out my house."

"Did you try climbing the tree?"

"Yeah.. My windows are locked too."

"Oh shit. You really fucked up didn't ya?"

"Yep. Now what do I do?? I can't just ring the doorbell."

"Uhhh.. Give me 5 minutes. You'll sleep in my flat tonight."

"Okay thanks, bye."

I hung up and hid behind the bush, waiting for Michael to come.

After about 5 minutes, he finally came and walked me to his flat.