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songs for this chapter:
come home - one republic
same mistakes - one direction
in my bones - ron pope"one will not
forget if the
other didn't left."[02]
"Hello?"
"A-ace, is that y-you?"
"Y-yes?"
"Oh, Thank God!"
"Who's this?"
"A-ace, don't y-you remember me?"
"What? Sorry, but who's this?"
"Ace, this is your sister, Jourdan."
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"I recieved this call from her." I said, gulping as I look over Ashton and Mali.
"She's alive, Ace!" Ashton grinned, but after noticing the frown on Mali's face his grin immediately disappeared.
"Aren't you guys happy? Jourdan is not dead!" He exclaims, totally not getting the whole situation.
"Of course we are, but everything's falling together now. Don't you think about Calum? He's with Calia now and if Jourdan finds him, she'll be broken and Calum don't even remember a bit about her." Ashton's face fell, his lips were pressed into thin line. Mali suddenly sighed, she was about to say something when my phone rang. The same unknown number were on the I.D. where Jourdan's voice was heard from a while ago.
I answered the phone call after breathing heavily. Still not believing that I actually heard my sister's voice.
"Ace," Her voice calls for me. "I'm here." I let her know my presence and I can hear her sighing.
"I just arrived, I'm at the airport. Please fetch me." She said, but there was a hint of worry in her voice as if she was running away from something.
"Be here by ten, can you make that?" She said. I nodded and locked eyes with Ashton.
"Sure, I'll be there." I cut the phone call and motioned for the two to come with me. We rushed to my van and headed to the airport.
We arrive by ten and searched for Jourdan, and I can't even hide how much I was excited to see her-- to see my sister after almost seven months of not seeing Jourdan. I search for the brunette haired girl I used to hate, until I felt two arms wrapped around me from behind. "Jourd," I breathed, surprised, as I started to hear sobs, faint sobs from my sister. I can't take hearing her faint sobs and I knew I did lose it, she was a piece of my sanity and I did lose her, my sister. The thought of it made me break into tears myself, I didn't mind people around us anymore. The only thing I know is the person who cared about me so much is not dead, and is alive and that I am not alone anymore.
I turned my heels around and face Jourdan. She's changed, she looked up to me and I noticed her now bronze colored hair, with a mix of red-ish and brown-ish color. Her eyes weren't the same as it was suppose to be, it was always bright brown eyes but now it was just plain brown and almost black.
Her tear stained cheeks, her defined cheekbones, the bags below her eyes and her dimples. There were a lot to notice with seeing Jourdan today but I didn't care less, I was happy enough to see her.
"Ace, we have to go." She demand, and I chuckled to myself. Jourdan might have changed but her being bossy over me didn't ever change but I was glad though atleast she didn't change much, except for her physichal features.
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bitten ➼ calum hood au
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