Chapter Sixteen

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[harry]

"Zayn I'm so fucking thankful that you saved my baby girl." I grin through the phone.

"Mate, it's okay. Just looking out for my friends." He replies back.

We begin talking about Mia and how she is going, the police are still in her room with her. Sarah is also still here sitting next to me.

"I'll be back in a second." Zayn says, and I can hear faint whispers in the back ground so I quickly turn my volume fully up.

"Is it muted?"
"Yeah I muted it!"
"Zayn, I don't want to go to jail! This was your idea! You said nothing bad would happen."
"It's gonna be okay. Trust me."
"No! It's not gonna just be 'okay' I'm gonna GO TO JAIL!"

I can feel my knees about to buckle and my face go completely white. I have this impending feeling form at the pit of my stomach. I hear loud crashes of what seems to be furniture being thrown around the room and my heart skips a beat so I end the call. Surely Zayn wouldn't have done anything. I put all my trust into him. He abused that privilege. The first thing I think to do next is text Mia.

Me: are the police done yet?

Mia: no they're still asking questions.

Mia: I had a realisation. I need to tell u something.

Me: I was just about to say the same thing.

Does Mia know as well?

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Authors note
I really like writing short chapters. So I will. I will Update every day. Xx

Because I re write my stories and fix spelling mistakes up all the time I'll put when I wrote them and stuff in the authors note.

Published Saturday 19th at 12:28pm.

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