P A R T - F I F T E E N

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Chapter Fifteen: Intentions.
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"Why?" Alice gasped, pushing herself up off Magnus's lap as her heart jumped suddenly, her iPhone still pressed to her ear.

"What?" Magnus asked, his eyebrows furrowing as Alice hurried to the window to look out, only to see several police officers already arresting students in the garden out back. Alice cursed under her breath, hearing one of them say he was going to check the rest of the house since it was evident the party had just been ditched and people could be hiding anywhere.

The garden, from what Alice could see from the window, was covered in red cups and empty alcohol bottles... it was evident everyone had been drinking, so no wonder the cops were having a field day putting a bunch of teenagers in handcuffs.

"There are so many cops!" Candice hissed from the other side of the phone and Alice whined angrily and stamped her foot gently even though she was frustrated. She didn't want to be interrupted with Magnus... she didn't want to leave the party just yet but she knew that if she stayed a few minutes longer she'd end up in the back of a police car. She'd had enough trouble with the cops to last her for years, and yet - here they were, arresting people for underage drinking and drug possession and she was not about to allow herself to get caught.

"I have to go," Alice muttered quickly and hung up her phone, putting it on silent before she tucked it away in the back of her cheerleading skirt. "There are cops." She continued, turning back to Magnus who was still sat on the edge of the bed, looking unbothered and still a little turned on as he reached for Alice's thighs and pulled her forwards gently, "What are you doing? We have to go," she urged, laughing a little as Magnus pulled her back to him more.

"Cops are just cops," he murmured, enjoying how Alice's soft skin felt under his palms as he held the backs of her thighs, wanting her to back down on his lap but she slipped from his grasp and stepped away from him with a playful smile,

"Come on," She smirked, grabbing his hand anyway and tugging so that he stood up. Magnus exhaled loudly, but let Alice lead him out the room after she turned off the light and waited for it to be clear... she could hear cops talking downstairs about checking the upstairs rooms and grimaced, knowing that they only had a few minutes to escape before they were caught.

"This way." Magnus muttered, still feeling no sense of urgency as he pulled Alice's hand forward and pushed her a little ahead of him. She exhaled sharply with a little attitude as he nudged her in the right direction, but didn't comment on it whilst he showed her the way. They walked into a large empty bathroom further up the hallway and closed the door behind them quietly since they could hear voices getting louder. "Out the window," Magnus mumbled and Alice turned towards the longest wall, seeing a double window that would probably open enough for them to squeeze out. It opened like a book, letting the cold wind from the out doors suddenly sweep in. Magnus let Alice go first, and she pulled herself up from having to step on the closed lid of the toilet and climbed up and out onto the roof.

She stepped carefully along the slanted surface, feeling slightly uneasy since her balance was a little off from the alcohol consumption and crouched down to steady herself as she waited for Magnus to climb out also. Effortlessly, he pulled himself up and out of the window and onto the roof, barely needing to think about where to put his feet as he walked along the surface towards Alice. "Go," he muttered quietly, waiting for Alice to stand up before they walked along the tip of the slant and managed to jump down onto a lower level, which Alice assumed to be the garage. "There's an alley behind the house, it leads to the park." Magnus said quietly as they came to the edge of the roof and glanced down onto the concrete where more cars could park if needed.

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