Reagan POV
"Well, it is about time...” Louis said, crossing his arms over his chest and sitting on the couch.
"Niall, what are you doing here?” Zayn asked.
"Apparently saving you boys. Who did you piss off?” he glanced down at the unconscious stranger.
"It's a long story", Louis said, "involving a girl who can't handle her liquor.”
Niall turned to me, and I forced a smile. An embarrassing smile.
"Ummm, hi?"
"Hi", he said, "Wanna explain why on the first day that I'm back I have to save you from being shot?"
Zayn came over and tried to wrap his arms around my waist, but I flinched away from his touch.
"Apparently", Louis said, his eyes not leaving mine, "she accidentally told someone at the pub last night that we are the boys who have been robbing banks. I didn't think it was a big deal at first, but I guess that whoever that stranger is decided to come get the money that we stole.”
"What are you going to do with him?” I asked.
"Why don't you kill him?” Zayn asked me, "Apparently you've had plenty of practice with that.”
"Zayn, why don't you go choke on a-?"
"Okay!” Louis interrupted me, "You two need to save it for the bedroom.”
"What did I walk in on?” Niall asked grabbing a water bottle from the fridge, "Lovers' spat?"
"Yeah, apparently. They had a little disagreement, and they're not handling it well.”
"What was the disagreement?"
I hated the fact that Louis and Niall were talking about us like we weren't even there.
"She killed someone", Louis said.
"Really? Wow, Louis. She's more like you than I thought she was.”
"You're telling me.”
I walked away from Zayn and jumped on the kitchen counter next to Niall.
"You're not surprised?” I asked Niall.
"Not really. I always knew you had a little edge to you. Whoever you killed, I'm sure you had a good reason for it.”
Well, that was 2 people that understood me. Why was Zayn being so difficult?!
"I did actually. Thanks for not judging me right off the start.”
I made sure to say the last part loudly so Zayn could see that it was directed at him. Niall only shrugged.
"Now that we're off of the mushy stuff", Louis stood up, "Why are you here?"
Niall didn't answer for a second, walking out of the kitchen and sitting on a chair near Louis.
"I guess I probably owe you boys an explanation. Look…I left because I blamed you all for Emily dying. I know I shouldn't, and I know that I'm probably being irrational, but that's just me. Yes, I still blame you, but I'm not going to let that keep me from my home.”
"Soooo, you're staying?"
He smiled and leaned back in the chair.
"Yeah, I'm staying. But, Zayn I need a favor.”
"What is it?"
"Can I stay here? I can't go back to the house that Emily and I use to share. It's too hard.”
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Hostage
Fanfiction#1 When things take a turn for the worst for this group of misfits, Zayn comes up with their only solution: rob a bank. But, when a hostage, Reagan, is accidentally taken, Zayn gets more than he bargained for. Not only does Reagan fall for him, but...
