Broken ➳ l.h

3. Snooping

Luke's POV:

"So are you gonna follow those girls on twitter?" I heard Michael ask as he sat beside me. "Yeah I guess." I mumbled as I went for my phone. "Here you go mate." Calum said as he tossed me what was supposed to be my phone.

"This isn't mine..."I said as I stared at the phone, which had a Union Jack case. He just shrugged and walked out the door. "Well see whose phone it is." Michael urged as he nudged my shoulder.

I sighed and turned the phone on to see our band as the lock screen. I then swiped my thumb over the screen and saw there was no passcode. When the screen switched I saw two girls as the home screen.

"Those girls where here earlier...She's the one that acted like everything was awkward." He said as he started clicking random apps. "Yeah. It's Quinn." I replied as I smiled slightly. "And that Kaitlyn girl that she was with." Michael added.

After a few minutes of just scrolling through the phone we saw that it was Kaitlyns. "Awe look..." Michael muttered as we scrolled through her pictures. At the moment we where looking at one that showed them looking at each other. I smiled as I stared at the picture for a minute. 

"Ohh lets check their messages...maybe they talked about us!" Michael suggested. "No Michael, its private." I said as I shook my head. "Well we went through their pictures. You never know! They could've had nudes!" He stated as he grabbed the phone, clicking on the 'messages' app.

Once the messages popped up he went to the ones she's sent with Quinn. My mouth dropped open as I began to read further into them.

Quinn: Kaitlyn, he's trying to hurt us again.

Kaitlyn: Who? Richard? Bastard...We're on our way.

I didn't even know these girls, but that didn't matter. I couldn't read much more after that. Somehow we had to give Kaitlyn her phone back, and I needed to find out who 'Richard' was...

Quinn's POV:

"Okay, follow me." I said as I grabbed her arm, dragging her behind me. I pulled her all the way up to the entrance where Dave, the security guard, put his hand up, making us come to a halt.

"Nobody can come back here now. Sorry ladies." "But you don't understa-" Kaitlyn started but was cut off my Dave, "No buts. Now go." I groaned as I turned around. "This sucks..." Kaitlyn said as she groaned with me.

Soon her mom was arriving, Ella asleep in the back. "How'd it go girls?" Mrs. Grove asked as we buckled in. "Well Kaitlyn's pho-" I started before Kaitlyn's hand went over my mouth. "It was fun." She continued for me.

I shot her a glare. She just smiled innocently. "How was it with Ella?" I asked, trying to change the topic. "It was fine. We had fun." She said as she nodded in approval.

"Hey...I have and idea." Kaitlyn said as I raised my eyebrows. "We should go on twitter and follow most of his followers...save him the time. Then we could take a few selfies...nothing bad." She said with a devious smile.

I smiled back signalling I was in.

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"We should call your phone." I suggested as we sat a her dinning table, eating breakfast. "Yeah I guess." She said as she took a bite of her cereal. I picked up Luke's phone and dialed her number in. I knew it by heart.

"Hello?" A scruffy deep morning voice said into the phone. "Uh yeah this is Quinn and Kaitlyn. Do you think we could somehow get our phone back?" I asked as I heard whispers on the other end.

"Would you want to meet at Starbucks around one?" He asked all of the sudden. "Sure." I simply said as I hung the phone up before he could say anything else.

"We're meeting them at Starbucks one o'clock sharp." I stated as I took a drink of juice. She nodded not really caring because she had woken up to early.

This should be interesting. I just remembered she doesn't have a passcode on her phone...

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Its short...I know I'm sorry :(