Nightmare

Chapter 6

Everyone looked at her waiting for her to continue.

"We need to know what they are up to. Harry likes Yasmine. Say Yasmine was to date him. Make him fall in love with her. He could just tell her everything we need to know out of trust. Bam! We win." Cara explained, quickly, looking proud of herself.

Everyone looked at each other registering what Cara just said.

"That's a good idea." Zayn agreed. "But," Cara sighed. "What if he only wants a one night stand? What if he will just leave her. He could also be up to something." Zayn pointed out.

"Is he smart enough for that though?" Louis asked making everyone laugh.

"Good point. I just- she's my little sister guys." Zayn mumbled.

"It will only be pretend though." Niall said.

I just sat there, silent. They still hadn't asked me if I would do so.

I coughed, "Yeah. I'm not doing that."

"What? Why not?" Zayn looked at me.

"Hmm let me think about that." I said sarcastically. "Because I don't want to sleep around with some man slut. I have school to focus on. Not your stupid gang, Zayn." I scraped back my chair and stood up.

"Stupid gang? I'll tell you what's stupid. Harry. And you," he pointed to me. "Could put a stop to his stupid gang."

"But Zayn. I think you're forgetting I'm new to this. Well, I just found out about all this like a week ago. And I know that I do not want to be apart of it. Sorry guys but I'm out of here." I made an apologetic smile to everyone at the table then barged my way out of the bar and to my car before Zayn could say another word.

I got into my car and drove back home listening to nirvana full blast. Their music relaxed me.

I pulled into my drive, switched off my car and stepped out. Making sure to slam the door.

I got up to the door and put my key into the door. Before I walked in a voice startled me.

"Nirvana fan?"

I turned around to see Harry leaning by his car. He pushed himself off of the car and walked over to mine.

"Your car is really old." He laughed to himself. I didn't reply I just watched him as he examined the car.

I wasn't going to lie he was good looking. His brown hair that was pushed out of his face, his bright green eyes that could make your heart melt, the muscles that you could see through his black shirt, the cigarette that he always had and his tattoos. He looked like your typical bad boy.

"Where's Zayn?" He asked still standing by my car.

"He's back at that bar. Being a dick." I answered rolling my eyes.

"That is what he is." Harry agreed. I didn't even argue with him. Zayn was a dick.

He done something then opened the door. "You need a new car. Anyone could nick it." He then jumped into the front seat.

"What the fuck?!" I shouted walking over to him. The car alarm started going off but stopped when the car started. "What are you doing to my car?! Get out!"

"Well that was easy. Yup you need a new car. That will need fixed." He then somehow turned it off and stepped out. He laughed at the death glare I gave him.

"Why the fuck did you do that?! What did you even do?!" I growled.

"I just pretended that I was stealing your car. It's pretty easy to start. It usually takes longer."