Reagan POV
When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised, and a little disappointed, to see that Zayn wasn't still in the bed next to me. I had slept by myself for the past week, and I was glad to have some kind of body next to me. I hadn't slept next to Zayn in a while. To be honest, it felt nice. I kinda missed it. Getting up, I threw on one of Zayn's hoodies. They obviously haven't paid the heat bill, and I was freezing. Cheap boys.
After brushing my teeth with his toothbrush, don't tell him, I washed my face and deemed myself decent enough to go out there. Checking my phone, I saw that I had 3 text messages. One from Trinity, one from Louis, and one from my mum. How did she get my number?
"I left while you were still asleep. Yesterday was horrible, but at least we never have to see her again. You should come over during the week. Julian has been asking about you. Tell Harry I hate him."
Obviously, that one was from Trinity. I enjoyed hers and Harry's relationship. Mutual hatred, but it was humorous to watch.
"I'm sorry about tonight. It was just odd after seeing you girls so grown up after 8 years. I do hope that you'll contact me in the future. I really would love to get to know you. Hope to see you soon. xx."
That was one from my mum. I probably would contact her. Not anytime soon, though. I still needed some time to get over what she's done. I can't heal that easily.
"I gave your mum your number. She asked for it. Don't be mad. Or do. I don't really care."
That snarky one was from Louis. Dick. After pocketing my phone, I walked into the living room to see Harry and Zayn talking, which they immediately stopped upon seeing me. Subtle, guys.
"What's going on?” I didn't hesitate to ask.
"Nothing", they both blatantly lied.
"I'll ask you again, and this time I want to hear the truth. What's going on?"
"Nothing that you need to worry about", Zayn responded.
But, the look on his face said otherwise. It must be serious.
"Have you spoken to Louis today?” Harry asked.
"He sent me a text, but it was like 1 in the morning. Why? Are you looking for him? Is HE the reason you're whispering?"
"No", Niall lied again.
"I'm not asking you two again!"
"Good cause we're not answering again."
I rolled my eyes at Niall as Zayn played around on his phone. They're getting on my nerves. Without missing a beat, I lunged at Zayn and took his phone. He didn't have time to react as I ran on the other side of the room, putting his phone in my shirt.
"Nice hiding place", he winked, "I'm not afraid to go in there. In fact, I'll enjoy it."
"Shut up", I snarled, turning around and reading his text messages.
"Your probation officer just called", Zayn had texted to Louis.
"Paul? What did he want?” was Louis's response.
"He needs to see you today, it-", Zayn hadn't had a chance to respond because I had taken it away.
"Why does his probation officer want to meet with him?"
"I'll answer that question myself", Louis said as he walked through the front door, "I kinda broke the law."
"By cutting that dude's dick off? Yeah, we knew that", Niall said.
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Hostage
Fiksi Penggemar#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...
