Secret Mission (Larry, Ziam, Nosh)

Drink by Drink

Regan's p.o.v

I grabbed my suitcase and put my stuff in it. Thursday. One more day. Simon's so impatient. I grabbed my phone and rang Haley.

"Hey it's Haley. Either I lost my phone or I don't like you..." her voicemail recording laughed "Anyways, leave me a message after the beep." The beep dinged.

"Hey Hales. I need a place to stay. Some issues came up and...yeah." I took a deep breath "I'd rather not talk about it. Call me back please? Bye."

I snapped the lock on the bag and rolled it down the stairs. Niall was, thank God, outside with Harry. Josh, Zayn, and Louis weren't back yet. I quickly rolled it outside.

"Shit." I cursed.

My truck was at Modest! Headquarters. I rolled my eyes and began my walk to the closest bus stop. I sat on my suitcase as the big black'n'blue bus pulled up. The man motioned me on, so i climbed up the stairs and drug my suitcase behind me to the back of the bus. I sat down as "Everybody Hurts" by Avril Lavigne played. I stared out the window at the blur of colors

Don't know,

Don't know if I can do this on my own...

Why do you have to leave me?

It seems,

I'm losing something deep inside of me...

Hold on, on to me.

Now I see....

Now I see....

Everybody hurts somedays,

It's okay to be afraid.

Everybody hurts.

Everybody screams.

Everybody feels this way and that's okay.

La Di Da Di Da...

That's okay...

I covered my ears and tried not to listen to the loud music. Then Haley's weird ringtone played loudly. My movements stuttered as I reached for my phone.

"H-Hello?"

"Hey. Are you alright?"

"Yeah."

"Where are you?"

"On the bus."

"More specific Regs."

"Um the next stop is downtown I think. Yeah we're stopping now."

"Kay. Get off and then tell me the address."

"Okay. Hold on."

I quickly got off and looked for an address as people passed by giving me looks, the bus took off fairly quickly.

"Ummmm. Portlen Avenue." I said all too quickly.

"Damn!"

"What?"

"That's 3 hours from my place. How long were you on the bus?"

"Uhm. Maybe 15 minutes at most?" I said in more of a questioning way. "why?"

"Your voicemail is from 2:30 this afternoon."

"Yeah. What does that have to do with anything?"

"It's 6:43, Ray I think you fell asleep."

"No i didnt!"

"Yeah you did."

"Where is Portlen Avenue located?" I asked quickly.