chapter 16 ··bonding with cel mates··

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*SOFIA'S P.O.V.*

"exactly what I tought" I snapped back.

"baby, you don't understand..."

"I UNDERSTAND PERFECTLY! NOW GET OUT OF MY FUCKING FACE!" I

screamed and slapped

him in the face.

but HARD.

his cheek was red with my handprint on it.

shit

I ran to sarah as fast as I could.

"I'm so sorry" she mumbled

"FREEZE!" a cop yelled entering a cabin pointing a gun at us

me and sarah raise our hands.

the cop looked at sarah and the bruises on her face.

"who did this tou you?!"

"I did"

harry rushed into the room

"what's going on?" harry yelled rushing into the room

"did he have anything to do with it?!"

"no, it was me, just me"

*HARRY'S P.O.V.*

what the fuck is going on?!

"come on then, you're going to jail missie* he cop said

what?! why is sofia being arrested?! what could she ever do?

"ok" she agreed while the cop pushed her out of the cabin.

sofia, my sweet sofia is being arrested.

why?!

i chased them outside.

i just couldn't reach them, they got into the police car and drove away.

*SOFIA'S P.O.V.*

after halfanour of the cop reprimandin me in the car, we arrive in jail

man it was cold in there.

people were complaining, yelling crying,.... it was hell.

he brought me into a cell

"i'll let you bond with your cell mate" he finised and locked the door.

the kid looked around my age, maybe a year older, he had died blond hair

pushed to the side, he

reminded me of niall.

"i'm sofia" 

"ross"

"what got an innocent girl in here?" he groaned, see, it bugged me he called me innocent.

"beat the crap out of a girl, you?"

"got framed for shoplifting"

"oh"

"my brother is coming to pick me up, i used my phone call right"

oh shit, that reminded me

"OFFICER!" i yelled

"yes?"

"i would like to use my phone call right"

"ok then, come with me"

he walked me over to a home phone.

wait a sec...WHO DO I CALL?!

 I can't call bea, her phone is broken...

I ain't DEFINITELY calling one of the boys....

I need to think... BRAINSTORM!

mom had a friend in london, what was her name....

it started with an m... MERYL! I can call her!

thank god i know her number by heart.

"hello?"

"hi meryl, it's sofia..."

"oh hi sofia, whats going on? where are you?"

"in.........jail"

"WHAT?!" she shrieked "SOFIA WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?! you

know what, nevermind, I'm sending ollie to bail you out and pick you up,

and you're coming here, you have some explaining to do.."

"okay, see ya soon"

"better be soon"

and I hung up.

oliver is her son, he's two years older then me, 20, we were good friends

as kids, pen pals for years...you name it.

the cop brings me back to my cell.

ross and I got to know eachother really well.

him, his brothers and sister formed a band called R5, and about his

girlfriend sasha, who was supporting him.

I told him about my love life.

he first freaked when I realized I dated 'the' harry styles, but then he

calmed down.

after halfanour a cop came over to us.

"come on, your brother and some curly bailed you out so you're free to

go"

curly....CURLY?!

ross chuckeled.

"you're in some deep shit" he whispered

"tell me about it" I whined

 after that ross went to I suppose his brother.

I saw harry's curly mess in the distance, when he spotted me he ran over

me and pratically jumped on me

the instinct to hug him back was strong, but I managed to keep myself

under control.

"sofia, pleas-"

"don't ever touch or talk to me"

"sof-"

"I SAID TO NOT FUCKING TALK TO ME!" I screamed, causing a

commotion in the police office, everyone staring at us, but I couldn't care

less

"YOU THINK YOU CAN TREAT ME THIS WAY? LIKE I'M NOTHING, LIKE

I'LL JUST FORGIVE YOU LIKE THAT, HUH? WELL, I DON'T THINK SO" I

screamed once again, tears threatning to spill.

"AT LEAST LET ME GIVE YOU A RIDE" he begged

"someone's already coming"

"sofia!" ollie ran up to me

"let's go.." I stated

"sofia-"

"can I help you?" ollie threatned him.

from all the people you could ever choose to fight, NEVER choose up

oliver blue.

he grew up, boxing, street fighting....now he's a proffesional wrestler, and

he can beat the crap out of anybody...if he's threatened.

"I need to speak to my girlfriend"

"I'm not you're girlfriend anymore" I snapped and ran away with oliver.

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