Spy With Wings

Chapter 9

Saiges P.O.V (not edited)

I lay in bed, giving the ceiling a dead look, with my hands folded over my stomach. I wanted to die, honestly. Why couldn't I? Why did I have to survive? Why didn't they kill me too?

It would save a lot of heartache and pain I endured these few months. Its fuckery really. Simon continues to be strict and bossy towards me, giving me only five to ten minutes out of my room. Room, I say its a damn 'cell'.

I stopped my thoughts and sat up. Voices from downstairs filled my ears and I knew the boys, or atleast one of them, were here.

I stare at the door, waiting for something to happen as the voices neared. One was Liam and the other...

"Do you think he's being too harsh on her, Liam?" The other said. And that's Louis. "I mean, is it my fault?"

LOUIS P.O.V

I walked to Saiges room with Liam, talking about what Simon is doing to 'punish' her. I mean, he told us to babysit her and I didn't understand why he chose me. Im sure she told him that she was with me and no one else.

"No mate," He shakes his head. "You should've taken her home instead of to your place. But it isn't your fault that she snuck out."

"True," I nod and open the door to her room. "Hello little lady!"

"Louis!" She waves as she sits on her bed, smiling at us. "Liam!"

"Hello, love." He says with a wave as he chuckles and we sit next to Saige, her in the middle.

"Why are you two here?" She says. "And not the other three?"

"Well, Simon wants us to 'babysit'," I explain and shrug. "But I don't see a baby here. Liam do you?"

"No, Lou, I do not."

"All I see is a beautiful teenage girl locked in a cell," I say, motioning to Saige as she blushes. "Would you like to be set free darling?"

"Very much, sir," She giggles and nods. "Thank you."

"I think you should you eat." Liam says and we stand. I pick her up bridal style as she squeels and run downstairs, Liam running after us.

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She ate, she laughed, she smiled, she hugged me... I bite my lip as I sit on the couch, Saige upstairs in her room. Liam was in the other room, discussing whatever with whoever.

Not my business so I wont pry. I check my phone for anything new- Harry always texts me, asking where I am and if we could hang out.

I don't usually reply. If I do, I say no or that we can't be seen.

I stand from my seat, no new texts or anything, as Liam walks in. I smile but he keeps a straight face.

"What's the matter, mate-" Im cut off when he punches my shoulder. "What's that for!?"

"I was angry at something," He shrugs as he grabs his jacket. "Sorry man."

"Yeah," I say lowly and carefully. "Sorry..." I rub my aching arm.

"Well, I gotta head back. Mums visiting for the weekend." He smiles and pats my shoulder. "Sure you can handle babysitting on your own?"

"She isn't a baby," I joke back and chuckle as we head towards the door. "Bye mate." He waves and leaves. I close the door and sigh heavily.

"Thank you God," I mumble and rub my face. I let my wings spread carefully, sure not anything over. "That's better..."

A/N: Does it suck? It sucks. Im sorry. I have it planned out. Update soon. Not updating tomorrow cause its the holidays!! .xx