Sugar Daddy ➮ Simon Minter ✓

52: the radio, mystery calls & groupchats

third person pov

"police have started to search more outwards from london; heading to other nearby cities and counties as they continue their search for the sidemen - the gang that has brought terror to the city of london."

"well fuck..." vik mutters out as he continues to drive him, ashlee and simon to a different airport; somewhere far away. "what do we do now?" simon asks. "i don't know." vik says with slight panic in his voice. "ashlee, you're smart. what do we do?" simon asks as he turns to face her. "i-i-i dunno. give me a minute to think." ashlee stutters out. "well we don't have long i don't think so hurry up." simon says as he looks out the back window to see the other guys following them, but with a good distance between them.

"wait, i have an idea!" ashlee says as she gets her phone out. "what?" simon asks. ashlee doesn't reply as she dials in a number and calls someone...

ashlee: "you pick up quick,"

???: "what do you want?"

ashlee: "some cars and disguises right now."

???: "where're we meeting?"

ashlee: "normal location."

???: "got it. okay."

???: "got cash though?"

ashlee: "i'll fucking send you the money."

???: "okay, deal."

ashlee: "good. now hurry. i'll be there in ten minutes."

???: "how many disguises?"

ashlee: "at least seven. most i need is about ten."

ashlee: "oh, and make at least ten passports."

???: "on it."

ashlee: "good."

ashlee: "gotta go now. i'll send you the money asap."

???: "good. bye."

ashlee: "bye."

"who was that?" simon asks. "a friend." ashlee smiles. "now keep driving straight forward." ashlee orders. vik glances at simon as that's who usually gives the orders. "you heard her vik. keep driving straight." simon says. vik nods as he continues to drive faster, and faster.

ashlee sent ???: £1,000

???: you forgot the extra £500...

ashlee sent ???: £500

???: thank you dear :)

ashlee: just hurry up. thanks.

"i'll message everyone letting them know what's happening." simon says as he grabs his phone. "already doing that." ashlee says. "o-okay." simon stutters.

ashlee made a groupchat!

ashlee invited: josh, jj, harry, ethan, tobi, freya & emily to the groupchat!

josh: wtf is this?

ashlee: just listen guys...

freya: i'm all ears.

harry: sup?

ashlee: just follow the car i'm in with vik. i've got a plan.

josh: which is???

ashlee is typing...

ashlee: i've gotta quickly meet someone to get a few things. it won't take long at all. and trust me, you'll thank me for this.

harry: who're you meeting?

ashlee: a friend. that's all you need to know.

tobi: can we trust this friend?

ashlee: yes. 100%

josh: k. fine.

ethan: are you sure about this josh?

josh: yes.

jj: k then.

ashlee: like i said it won't take long at all.

josh: wait. what're you getting first?

ashlee is typing...

ashlee: fake passports, and disguises for you guys so we can get on a fucking plane.

josh is typing...

josh: you're a clever girl, ashlee :) i'm sorry that i even doubted you for a moment.

ashlee: it's fine josh :)

josh: anyway. everyone keep driving.

jj: yes sir.

freya: okay.

tobi: alrighty.

harry: on it!

ethan: k.

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[a/n] -thanks for 10K reads :')