How you get the girl

Chapter 35

Midnight's perspective; 

"Midnights let me in," Lover had been knocking on the door for a couple of minutes. "You can't just lock yourself in your room, I will tell Taylor," 

I grudgingly unlocked the door, and she walked into the room. 

"You can't just lock yourself in here and avoid your problems," 

"M'not avoiding my problems, just avoiding making them worse," I muttered. 

I had spent the last few weeks with minimal interaction with anyone except for my bed, for a couple of reasons. One, to avoid Poets; Two, I don't like people; and three... see number one. 

"Well it's not going to help if you rot in here for the rest of your life," She said sharply. "Now get some clothes on and get up," 

"I'm wearing clothes Lover!" I protested. 

"Put some actual clothes on, pyjamas don't count," She opened up my wardrobe and chucked some clothes at me, and I caught them, rolling my eyes. 

"Okay, but can you leave now? I kind of need to get changed here," 

"See you downstairs Mid," She said, closing the door as she left. I sighed, changing quickly and giving my bed one last longing glance before heading downstairs to the surprise of everyone in the dining room. 

"Look who decided to show up," Folklore chuckled. "Want some food?" 

"Sure," I mumbled, sitting down as she pushed some scrambled eggs over to me. 

"In other news, Speak Now is getting released soon!" Red smiled, much to the dismay of both Fearless and Folklore. 

"Forgot about her," Fearless muttered. 

"Stop being like that you two, remember what Taylor said?" Red reminded us. "Don't hold grudges, it's just petty drama," 

"And also she's like, watching us or shit," I added darkly. 

1 week later; 

"Everyone, get out of your rooms," Red hollered up the stairs. I traipsed out, following everyone else who were hurriedly, albeit reluctantly making their way down. "Okay guys, Speak Now's coming back soon, and I don't need you all to be cold or rude to her. Folklore, you have an excuse to," 

"I don't want to," She shrugged. "I've moved on,"

"Oooh you have a crush?" Evermore teased. 

"Shut up Eve, I never said that," She shoved Evermore, a red blush creeping up into her cheeks. Before anyone could reply, there was a knock on the door and Red pulled it open, revealing Speak now standing shyly in front of Taylor. 

"Hi speak now," Red moved forwards and hugged her, breaking the awkward silence that was sure to ensue. 

"Hi everyone," She looked around, her eyes meeting Folklore's. I'm not sure what weird, silent language they were communicating in, but Folklore smiled softly, nodding, and Speak now stepped into the room and hugged her. 

"S'okay Speak," She patted her back before pulling away after a second. "Full disclosure though, I'm not going to sugar coat it, I'm not in love with you anymore," 

"I could've guessed that much," Speak now nodded sadly. "But as long as we're friends I don't mind," 

"Of course," 

"Okay, good to see you two being mature," Taylor smiled. "And Midnights, Lover is right, you can't stay in your room all day," 

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT," 

"As I said, I have my sources," She chuckled, closing the door. 

"I still don't get that," Lover said. "Does she like, have cameras on us?" 

"No idea, but she knows," I laughed. "Good to see you Speak Now," 

"You too," She said, grinning. "Everyone really. It's good to be back," 

Rep's perspective; 

I had spent the last few weeks devising an escape plan, because that place was crap and I needed to get out or I might actually have gone mental. It wasn't fully done yet, so I still had to wait a while longer, but it would pay off in the end. 

Lover 🩷

Reppy 

Hi Love
Are you okay?

No 
I need you here

Baby you know I want to be there

Please Reppy

What's going on love?

I cant breathe
Please I need you here

Can we just call?
That's worked before, right? 

not this time 
I need you to hold me 
I just need you to be here

Okay I'll see what I can do 
for now keep texting me

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While I was talking to her, I gathered all of my clothes into a bag, there was no time to fit it all in a suitcase. Although I knew it was risky, I mostly had a plan, and plus, Lover needed me. It was the middle of the night, so I was extra quiet to avoid waking Debut, hoping not to make a repeat of last time. 

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What's wrong baby?

I cant breathe 

I know love
its going to be okay
Can you tell me what happened?

Um
I keep remembering

Oh Lover
Im so sorry 

not your fault

I'm sorry it's happening tho 

Are you coming

Yeah Love
I'm just gathering all my stuff

okay Reppy 
I love you 

I love you too 
So so so much
Just keep breathing

Okay 
Ill try 

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Recently Lover had been texting me with panic attacks, and I felt really bad for her. I didn't know why she would need me that much, but if she did, she did, and I was going to try my best to help her. 

Since I was away, it sucked even more, because I knew she was very much a physical contact kind of person, and I could only guess that it would probably help her to calm down, which was the one thing I couldn't do over text. 

As I zipped my bag up, I shot Debut and 1989 one last look, before slipping into the kitchen. I used a hairpin to pick the lock, a useful skill I had picked up as a child, and slid the window open. I threw the bag out first, wincing at the sound of it hitting the leaves outside. 

The opening was small, barely wide enough for me to fit through, but i managed it, groaning as I hit the ground, leaves crunching loudly beneath me, their sound amplified in the quietness of the night. 

A light flicked on inside the house and my eyes widened in fear. Should I start running, or stay where I was and hope he didn't find me? Before I could make a decision, I heard the heavy fall of boots on the ground, swearing under my breath. 

"Look what the cat dragged in,"