99 Skinny • Adopted by 5sos #Wattys2016

Chapter 77

Luke and Daisy :')

also kinda important authors note at the end

D A I S Y

About a week later I could finally come home. Luke was back home too and he wasnt in so much pain, but he still wasn't completely pain free and healed. It was nice to be back home, even if the boys watched me like a hawk.

Malina was over one day, sitting with Michael and I in the living room. They were curled up on the couch together, playing around on their phones, while I sat on the opposite couch, keeping to myself.

Luke suddenly came in and sat beside me. He was showing me this stupid cat game on his phone, when we noticed Malina and Michael's conversation had stopped.

"What?" I said, looking up at the two. They sat there, smiling and giggling.

"Malina has a great idea," Michael teased, gently nudging her arm.

"Which is?" I replied.

"Well. . . What Jacob did was a dïck move, so you should get revenge," Malina said.

I shook my head. "No."

"Why? He deserves something,"

"I say tonight we drive to his house when he's asleep and mess with him," Luke spoke up.

Michael giggled.

"Not like that –"

"Shut up, Luke," Michael teased.

I rolled my eyes. "No. I'm not driving to his house and doing God knows what as revenge."

***

"Luke, you look absolutely ridiculous."

Luke came out or his room, wearing a black ski mask, black skinny jeans, a plain black longed sleeved shirt and black tennis shoes.

"Shut up,"

"We're sneaking in and playing a prank or two on him. Not robbing him," I whispered as we headed down the stairs. Luke grabbed the keys and lead me out the house.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," I shook my head, watching Luke attempt to roll down the sidewalk. The idiot ended up knocking a pot over – but luckily he caught it.

"I brought spray paint," Luke said, pulling a bottle of spray paint out of his pocket once we got into the car.

"We are not vandalizing his house," I cried. Luke groaned and pulled out of the drive way.

It was a short drive to Jacob's house, and once we got there we went over the plan.

"Okay, we're just going in, messing with him, then coming back out," I reminded Luke.

The front door was – obviously – locked. But, luckily, I brought the spare key with me.  Luke and I quietly went to his front door, and I worked wt unlocking it.

I cringed as the door creaked, but nobody woke up so we tiptoed inside. Luke looked around as I led him upstairs. Right as  I  was about to open the door to Jacob's room, Luke grabbed my wrist and pointed to the bathroom.

"What?" I whispered.

"Follow me," he whispered back.

I nodded and tiptoed after him into th bathroom. The bathroom was Jacob's since his parents had their own in their room and it had his stuff in it.