chapter 3

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Justin's P.O.V

The car ride was excruciatingly silent. The girl was passed out and since Zayn and Chaz had thought removing my radio from my car would be a funny prank, I couldn't play any music. As I was driving, I was able to take in the girl more as she wasn't trying to fight me or anything. 

She has dark brown waist length hair, a little round nose and plumped light shade of pink lips. She wasn't skinny nor fat. She has a curvaceous body which made her look like a model.

When I pulled up at the gang house, I parked on the drive way and walked to the girl's side and picked her up and carried her inside. 

Walking inside, everyone was seated in the sitting room watching football and drinking root beer. They were so into the game, the hadn't realised I had walked in. 

I coughed twice capturing their attentions, only to lose it once they noticed I was carrying an unconscious body.

"Who's that?" They all asked in sync. I looked around nervously before landing my gaze on Bruce who didn't need an answer before charging at me. I stumbled back dropping  the girl on the ground. He launched again and punched my jaw; I winced in pain. Bruce brought his fist back to collide with my face and blood dripped from my nose as it crunched. I saw him bringing his fist back again and I closed my eyes waiting for the pain to come but it never did. I waited a bit longer before forcing my eyes open. I saw Zayn and Taylor holding Bruce back. I mentally thanked them. 

"Who the fuck is she?''  Taylor asked.

''You don't need to fucking know.'' I spat bitterly.

''That's Selena Gomez.'' Bruce butt in. Great. Why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut? Now everyone is going to be up my ass.

''Wait. Isn't she the girl Bieber is supposed to kill?'' Emily said as realisation hit her. Did Bruce tell everyone about my mission? 

''How come she's alive then?'' Chaz asked. 

''She's alive because I didn't kill her. How else do you think she's alive?'' I answered his stupid question, ''Anyway, from now on she's going to be in our gang.'' I continued.

"No she's not. You don't get to decide who's going to be in the gang. I do. Besides she's a spy, she could turn us in easily to the SFU." Bruce stressed. He had a point but I couldn't kill her. She's too good of a spy and she'll be great as part of our gang. 

''Where is she going to sleep?'' Yvana asked completely ignoring Bruce causing everyone but Bruce to laugh.

''She can share with me. I don't mind.'' Megan said happily. 

''Or... she can sleep with me. If you know what I mean.'' Zayn sent a wink to the unconscious body on the ground who was still bleeding might I add.

"Well smart boy. If you want her to join the gang, she'll have to be alive so you might want to bandage her up unless you want her dead." Bruce rolled his eyes before storming out of the house. 

The rest of the night, was spent by all of us cleaning up Selena and arranging where she'll be sleeping with Megan. Selena had eventually woken up and threw a tantrum on being 'kidnapped' (though I told her she could leave at anytime she wants but I'll have to kill her) and being forced into a gang. She refused to admit she was a spy eventually we gave up and Yvana gave her a jar of pickles. Apparently she's obsessed with them.

Girls are weird.

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