scream ↠ 5sos (WATTYS 2017)

12

chapter twelve;

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[ second person pov ]

"so is danielle your real sister?" sarah asks david.

"yes, sadly." he jokes.

"oh," she giggles. "you guys are nothing alike. sorry."

"nah, it's alright. it's just the way we grew up, differently. she has always been more social." he shrugs.

"she's tough." she smirked looking ahead.

"tough?" he questions, looking at her.

sarah nods. "mhm."

"it's just, this town is way over taking me serious and my sister doesn't help. she always bosses me around and acts like i'm the younger one." he laughs quietly.

"what about my name though? sarah hart? it sounds like i'm from the care-bears as a grandma or something. people treat me like i'm the anti-christ of television journalism." she shook her head.

"i don't think you're that bad." he replies.

"no? i think it's because you like me." just as sarah responds, a car comes speeding down the road, full of screaming teenagers.

the car came fast, knocking the wind out of sarah and david. they lost their balance and tumbled down a hill.

"sorry, are you okay?" david asks, as they reach the end of the hill. he's hovered over sarah in the leaves, as he pulls one pit of her hair.

"yeah," she smiles at him for a moment before she leans in, connecting their lips. she opens her eyes, looking over her shoulder. she spots a car in the bushes. "hey, is that what you're looking for?" she points.

"all my life." he smiles at her face, not even paying attention to what she's showing him. she looks up at him, shaking her head trying to not smile. she grabs his face, turning his head towards the car.

he bolts up, "damn." he shakes his head, examining the car.

"what? what is it?" she asks.

"this is sean mcadam's car." he sighs, looking at the belongings inside to confirm his theory.

"evelyn's dad?" sarah's eyes widen.

"sure is. i don't know what he's doing here but we got to get back to that house." he says hurriedly.

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evelyn is slipping her skinny jeans up her small waist, while ashton is putting his t-shirt over his head. they had just had sex, and evelyn couldn't believe it. it wasn't as great as people make it out to be, but maybe that's because it was her first time. but she was happy she lost her virginity to ashton. evelyn was acting weird in ashton's opinion, and he began to doubt himself.

"you alright?" ashton asks, looking up at her.

"yeah, yeah. i'm fine," she begins to brush her hair, her back still facing him. "who'd you call?" she asks, turning around.

"what?" he asks.

"when you're in jail, you're allowed one phone call, i was just curious. who'd you call?" she sat down beside him.

"oh, right. i called my dad." he nodded.

"no, i saw the sheriff call your dad." she tilted her head, the motion the brush stopping in her hair.

"yeah but when i called there was no answer." he looked at her.

"huh." she looks out the window.