Mine (H2O Delirious x Reader)

Chapter Twelve: Cops Involved?

You and Jon were fully clothed and almost ready to go. You fixed your (H/L), (H/C) hair so it wasn't a complete mess and attempted to brush your teeth with your finger since you didn't have a toothbrush.

"You ready to g-" Jon started to ask, but he was interrupted by someone harshly knocking on his front door. Well technically it was your front door also.. You both glanced at each other before quietly making your way down stairs. They knocked again, but louder. Jonathan looked through the peephole. "How the hell..?" He started to say.

"Who is it?" You whispered and knitted your eyebrows together. "Go upstairs!" Jon pushed you slightly. "It's Evan! Go hide or something!" You nodded and ran up the stairs. You quickly glanced at all of the rooms before deciding to hide in Luke's room. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.' You thought as you frantically looked around Luke's room for a hiding spot. 'The closet? No, too obvious. Under the bed? Still obvious.. I could try to hide under his desk? .. I'll be seen easily.' You kept arguing with yourself inside of your head. 'Maybe he won't even come upstairs? If he does he might just glance at all the rooms.. I could hide on the side of the bed.. JUST FUCKING HIDE!' You yelled at yourself before you jumped into Luke's closet, pushing past his clothes until you hands touched one of the walls. You shifted the clothes so that they were covering your body.

You heard muffled voices by the front door, soon followed by heavy footsteps making their way up the stairs. Their voices got louder and more clear as they approached Luke's room.

"I know she's here!"

"She's not fucking here."

"I'm not stupid, Delirious."

"You clearly are, she's not here."

"Wanna bet?"

"No? I don't have to bet anything. I know that she's not here!"

"I'm going to call her phone."

You were mentally screaming in your mind at this point. You felt of your pockets for your phone, realizing that you left it in the bathroom. 'Fuck! How could I have been so stupid!' You argued with your thoughts again, until you were interrupted by a small, muffled vibrating noise coming from down the hall.

"I told you that she was here." Evan stated before you heard him literally run to the bathroom. "O-okay!" Jon said as he ran after him. "She- she was here, I'll admit that! But I have no idea where she left to."

"Because she didn't fucking leave." Evan stated. "Del. Just tell me where she is, please." He lowered his voice.

"No, Evan."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"You little shit! Just tell me!" Evan raised his voice.

"She didn't want to go back with you in the first place! Why would she want to go back now!" Jonathan yelled. "Get out of my house!"

"So much for being a best friend." Evan mumbled. "(Y/N)! I promise you, I'll call the cops if you don't come home!" Evan yelled, making his voice echo through out the house. You gritted your teeth and waited for Jonathan to call out to you, telling you that it was okay to come out.