Take A Trip With The Boys #2 - A One Direction Fanfiction

Storm.

okay guys, this is probably one of the most serious chapters i've ever written, and it's really... different, youll see why.
i wanted to add something a little deep and dark into this chapter, because i have plans for where it's heading soon.
so, it could be a little triggering, so i want everyone to be really supportful for Jaycee in this one, pretend like she's a real girl, and leave her a nice message below on your honest thoughts about her. that'd be really nice.

on a lighter note!, 
i have recently found out that i have fans from Scotland, which got me thinking... where are you all from??, make sure you add that too, what countries guys??, i'll start, i'm from Australia. (and no, i do NOT ride Kangaroos).

and also, what i love the most about my comments, is the nice long ones, i love reading them over and over again, and i love hearing what you guys have gotten out of my writing, it really gets my confidence up, and gives me more motivation to keep writing. you guys (and i mean this) are truly amazing people, and i love you all with everything i have. there is not a day that goes by where i don't think about you all. and when you ask for another quick upload, i just get STRAIGHT onto it, no matter what i'm doing. because i just feel like you all deserve them, and you do.
i love you!.

annnd, 1 more thing, as some of you may know, there is going to be ANOTHER story after this one finishes.
new girl, new story.
and her name is Avery.
i can't wait for you guys to read it once it's released!.
anyway, i won't bother you all anymore!. 

don't forget your messages to Jaycee!
and what country you're reading from!
xo
https://twitter.com/#!/isabellestories

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Harry came smashing through the front door, saturated.

“wheres Jaycee?” Zayn asks, a worried expression spread across his face, and Harry just smiles

“Why don’t you go and get her?, you did that before, right? Just went and took her?”

Zayn looked confused, and Harry just laughed his ‘I’m annoyed and I hate you’ laugh.

“What are you talking about man?”

“Oh jesus, Zayn, cut the act, I know about you and Jaycee”

Zayn freezes, and then shifts on the spot

“I’m… sorry, man”

“don’t you even dare, you prick, you knew how much she meant to me”

“Harry.. i-“

“Just go and get her”

“What? You just left her?”

“Yep”

“Harry, that is the most jerkiest thing someone could ever do, and it’s fucking raining!”

“she’ll be fucking fine, go and get her”

“I’m going to have to now, aren’t i??, because you know, she’s stuck in-“

Zayns phone buzzes in his pocket, and he slides the tab to answer.

“Z-zayn?” she sobs

“Jaycee??, where are you?? I’m coming to get you, right now-“ Zayn steps out onto the front portch, but before he could take another stride;

“Wait, one sec” he says, a paces back inside, and stands right in front of Harry

and he punches him, in the jaw.

Harry yelps and falls back onto the stairway, Zayn just turns back around and walks out the door again.

“W-what was that?” she asks

“oh, I just punched Harry.”.

you know that thing that happens when you cry? You know, when you can’t get words out because your hyperventilating?, that’s what Jaycee was like on the phone to Zayn, she couldn’t get words out.