Mr. Perfect {Jc Caylen} {BOOK 1}- UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Chapter 34: Schizophrenic

~Hailey's POV~

it was almost twelve the next morning when i woke up. Andrea sat on my bed reading a book when i opened my eyes. "why didn't you wake me up?" i asked, as i turned on my side to grab my phone.

"couldn't you looked so peaceful. how are you doin' sunshine?" she smiled.

"i have a headache from last night. you?" i asked.

"good." 

"hey, Andrea could you do me a favor? it'd mean a lot to me" i started.

"why can't you do this 'favor', Hailey. you busy today?"

"my mom. she wants me to talk to me Dad. She's worried about me. I honestly don't know how talking to my Dad will help, but she insisted.."

"so that favor?" she smiled.

~

"hey Jc, you okay? We've all been worried about you." Sam asked.

"i don't know what you're talking about? i'm fine" Jc whispered.

"well, we heard you talking to someone... perhaps on the phone?" Kian asked.

"no" Jc shook his head.

"oh, was there someone here?" Ricky asked.

"yes, she was here" Jc smiled.

"who?" Trevor asked, as his eyebrows knitted together.

"Hailey was. She sat on this very couch." Jc smiled.

"um Jc, Hailey is back in California, there was no way she was here" Trevor tried to explain.

"no, she was. she was here" Jc smiled, at the couch.

"um, meeting guys.." Ricky announced as he pulled the other four boys into the back of the tour bus. He turned to the boys before speaking again. "What is wrong with him?" 

"he thought he saw her... is he drunk again?" Connor asked.

"no, i don't think so... but he saw her? but she's all the way in California?" Trevor asked.

"i'm not drunk"

"well, you have had a drinking problem..." Sam started.

"i'm. not. drunk!"

"but you said you saw Hailey, Jc.... Hailey's in California" Ricky calmly explained.

"i know what i saw!"

~

Andrea, walked down the street in the 80 degree weather as she sang a One Direction song, as she stopped in front of a building. "here we go" she whispered, before taking a deep breath, before entering the building.

she approached the front desk, "excuse me" she asked.

"yes?"

"i'm looking for H-"

"follow me..."

"um, okay" she nodded, as she followed along.

"this way... c'mon keep up!"

~

Andrea ran just to keep up with the guard. "wait, sir please..."

"keep up kid" he called, as he stopped in front of a cell. "you got a few minutes. Strand get up, someone is here to see you!"

"what? no one ever comes to see me, except my sister... is she here?" he grumbled.

"no some brunette is here" the guard rolled his eyes, as he walked off.