Chapter Twelve

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-Kylie's POV-

I was in the kitchen drying up the dishes when I hear the two girls giggling in the living room. "What are you two laughing at?" I asked as I walked towards them, wiping my hands with the towel.

Victoria quickly hid something behind her back, but wasn't quick enough as I caught a glimpse of my phone. "Is that my phone?"

Both of them shock their heads, making the situation even more suspicious. I was strolling towards them when I hear a notification tone. It wasn't any other person's phone; it was my phone that just rang, behind their backs.

"Oh crap!" Victoria shouted, grabbing my phone and ran into the toilet, locking the door.

"Victoria! Give me back my phone! Open the freaking door now!" I yelled, knocking on the door continuously. "What did you do to my phone?"

"Nothing! We just texted Connor!" Victoria laughed evilly.

"YOU DID NOT!" I turned towards Ella who was standing behind me, her eyes widen as I glared at her.

"We're just trying to help you! It wasn't my idea! It was Victoria's! HEL—" I cut her off by jumping on her, tickling her. "I'M S-SO S-SO-SORR-Y AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I-I CAN-CANNOT BREATHE!"

I hear the bathroom door click open, and I stopped tickling Ella, turning towards Victoria who has a stupid grin on her face.

"Here's your phone. Ella, we better go now, Connor's gonna be here soon." she threw my phone on my lap and pulled Ella up, walking towards to door. I panicked, Connor's gonna be here?!

"What do you mean he's gonna be here soon?!" I pulled onto Victoria's arm as she was putting her shoes on.

"Check your text messages." she smirked and walked out my apartment with Ella following, her sending me an apologetic smile.

I opened the my text messages and saw 'me' asking Connor is meet me in my flat. Uh oh.

-Connor's POV-

The lads and I were hanging out in Tristan's room when a 'bling' goes off my phone, signalling a new message. My heart started beating really fast when I realise it was Kylie who texted me.

From: Kylie Bear<3

Hey Con, I was wondering are you free now?

My breathe hitched as I stared at the text message, not knowing what to do.

The boys must've noticed my sudden mood change, because they grabbed my phone from my hand and read the message.

"What do I do now?" I asked nervously, fidgeting with the zipper of my jacket. The boys smirked, without saying a word, James started typing. "Dude don't! Let me text her myself!" I lunged myself forward, only to be caught by Tristan. I frowned and sat on the floor, knowing there's no way I can get my phone back now.

10 minutes later, after endless laughing from the three of them and me complaining, James finally handed me my phone. I immediately opened up my text messages, checking the messages 'I' sent.

To: Kylie Bear<3

Yeah, what's up?

From: Kylie Bear<3

We need to talk, can you come over?

To: Kylie Bear<3

Right now?

From: Kylie Bear<3

Yes please, if you're okay with it :)

To: Kylie Bear<3

Of course I can come over now, I'd cancel all my plans just for you ;)

From: Kylie Bear<3

Alright then, see you later xx

"Dude, I don't type like that!" I complained, hitting James' arm but obviously doesn't hurt, dang those stupid muscles.

"Eh, who cares? We're just trying to help. Now get out of here!" Brad shouted, Tristan opening the front door and James pushing me out. Mean.

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