Reagan POV
Is this really happening? How did it I not realize this sooner? I had feelings for Louis, and I think they're pretty strong. It seems so obvious now. He's always there for me when I need him, even if I'm being rude to him (which I am 99% of the time). He's the only person that I can tell certain stuff to. He understands me when it seems like no one else does. How could I be so oblivious? Louis was the one that I wanted. Wow, I was so slow. The only thing I couldn't figure out...did he feel the same? I mean, he always flirted me with, but that meant nothing. But, I didn't know if his comments were from lust or from actual desire? Did he feel for me what I think I feel for him?
I pulled myself out of my trance and focused on Louis's lips on mine. My hands wound around his neck, and I pulled him closer. A low moan escaped his lips, and I smiled. Looks like he was enjoy this just as much as I was. When my tongue entered his mouth, he pulled away. Rejected. We were both panting hard and avoiding eye contact.
"Why did you stop?” I managed to ask.
He smiled and laughed quietly.
"I stopped because you may not realize it but we aren't alone in this car."
I turned to find 3 pairs of eyes on us. Liam's eyes were in the rearview mirror, balancing between looking at us and at the road.
"I also stopped because if I didn't then, I wouldn't be stopping at all. And, as much as I want you, I don't like an audience."
I heard throats being cleared.
"Ummm....” Niall said, "not sure what just happened here. Reagan here ran into the bank by herself, you two had to go in and save her. You come out here and tell us to just get in the car and drive without an explanation. And now, to top it all off, you two best friends are snogging in the back of the car. Someone better tell me what's going on right now."
"I'll explain everything back at the house", Zayn said looking towards the front, "except for those two back there. I don't know what's happening, and I don't really want to."
There was something in his eyes that I couldn't put my finger on. Anger? Hurt? Regret? I didn't ask him and stayed quiet the rest of the way home. No one said a word as we all gathered in the living room. Where to start? Figuring that most of this was my fault, I spoke first.
"Okay", I said, "I kinda got a little pissed off that I was being left out of everything, and I tried to do the robbery myself."
"We figured that one out, sunshine", Harry said, I had never seen him angry before, "My question is what made you think you could do it? We barely can do it successfully with 5 of us. But, for some reason, you have your head stuck so far up you-."
"Harry", Louis stopped him, "calm it down."
"I won't calm down! She ruined the whole thing! Look! We didn't get any money, and you and Zayn almost got shot for her mistake."
"I'm sorry!” I told Harry, "I am really sorry, but in my defense, I was doing well! The only thing that I did was overlook the security guard."
"That's such a big oversight, Reagan! You could have been killed. My best friend could have been killed. My brother could have been killed. All because you felt a little left out?! We do so much to keep you safe, and you pull a stunt like this?"
I had never seen him this pissed off. Looks like I really messed up.
"Harry!” Louis stood up, "I said that's enough!"
He rolled his eyes and walked towards his room. He only stopped to glare at me.
"Whatever. You deal with your little girlfriend. I'm done."
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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...