“Now if I was a key where would I hide?” I said to myself. I just got to the boys mansion and they weren’t home. So basically I’m stuck out front of their house in danger of crazy fans and heat. I sat down on the ground and called Zayn. Ring. Ring.
“Hey” Zayn said. I could hear a door open and close.
“Where you at?” I asked standing back up.
“At the Studio I got to go.” He said hanging up. What the hell is wrong with him, I thought. I grabbed my duffle bag and threw it over my shoulder. I’ll just leave my suit cases here for now. I walked over to the back gate and climbed over. It was nice. They had a giant pool and the patio was nice. The back door was locked. I looked around to see if I could find another entrance.
I looked up to spot a balcony. I pulled over a glass table that was on the patio. I took of my, wore out brown boots and tossed them and my duffle bag onto the balcony. I stood on the table and grabbed the balcony bars and pulled myself up and over the edge. I cuffed my hands looking through the glass balcony doors into the room. It was plain. It had blue walls and a fuzzy white carpet. There was a queen sized bed with a canopy, a nightstand, and dresser on the left wall. On the wall in front of me had a bathroom door and a desk. To the right was a door that was open that appeared to be to the hallway. Next to the door was a TV on top of a small dresser and a walk in closet that was empty.
I knew this was my room because Zayn had told me they had painted my room blue. I tried opening the door but it was locked. I looked to the right to see a window. It was unlocked but shut. And because it’s on the second floor this will be hard. I slipped my boots back on and zipped up the sides. I climbed over the balcony bars. I looked down to realize if I fall it would be into a thorny looking bush. But above the bush was another window right under the one that’s unlocked. The top of the window had a little edge.
I slowly stepped down onto it. I held on tight to the bottom edge of the balcony floor. The edge I was standing on was really small so I was pushed against the house. I grabbed the ledge to the window, now above me; I was trying to get into. With one hand I struggled to rip the bug shield thingy off the window. One foot slipped and I was hanging onto the ledge dangling above the thorny bush. I pulled the bug shield off and dropped it onto the ground. I regain my footing on the window I was standing on before. I slid open the window and pulled myself in. luckily the bed was under the window so I fell onto the bed.
By the looks of all the hats on the desk it was Nialls room. Ugh it smells weird in here. He had clothes on the floor and boxes of shoes everywhere. His desk was piled with dishes, and his bed was unmade. Basically the typical boy’s room. I slide off his bed and went into the hallway. I walked into my new room and opened the balcony doors grabbing my duffle bag. I left the balcony doors open and dropped my duffle bag onto my bed. I went down stairs and unlocked the front door and retrieved my suitcases before going back to my room and unpacked.
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Dangerous
FanfictionSam Malik, only 18. she just finished collage and comes to move in with zayn and the boys. and soon after the move in nialls falling for her. but what he doesnt know it that shes dangerous...... and wild... and lives by her own rules. will they be a...