Complications with Bailey McConnell

Chapter 27

- Baileys P.O.V - 

'Unknow' has been bothering us aging. Niall knows. He thinks its best if we still stay with him. I don't want to. I want to go home, back in MY bed. Back to MY friends. Back to everything i know. 

'Hope you sleep well tonight' 

'I miss you guys' 

'LOL i can see you!' 

'When are you ouuuuut?!' 

Thoughs are just a few of the creepy messages we got. 

But this, this by far is the worst:

'Summer Chloe Horan - 

17th October 1999 

Mullingar Hosbital, Republic of Ireland

Floor: 3,

Room: 11c,

Time: 21:05:06

First Guitar: Chrismas 2008 given to you by your brother Niall James Horan

Bailey  McConnell - 

2nd March 1999

Milton Keyens Hosbital, Milton Keyens

Floor: 19

Room: 2

Time: 01:11:34

First Gutiar:   2012 Christmas.' 

"Bailey, i'm really creeped out. He knows EVERYTHING about us" she said staring at the phone.

Come on Bailey. MAN UP! 

"Hey" i pull her close on the bed. 

" You and i (see what i did there?) will be fine."

- Summers P.O.V - 

How dose he know we will be fine? How dose he know that at any minute unknow will burst through the door and murder us? 

"How do you know?" i say with his arms wraped around my my sides. 

"Because" he burrys his head into my neck. 

"You're with me" he kisses my neck.

This is so hard to resist him. I push on his head and lay him down on the bed and sit on him, as i tend to do. 

"Come here!" he pulls me down onto his chest and kisses me on the lips. I run my hands through his thick blond hair putting tangles in there for him later to struggle to get out. 

He pulls the back of my head closer to his lips and deepens the kiss. He reaches his free hand and slides it up the bottom of my top. 

His hand raps around my back and up toward the bottom of my bra. I sit up and push him away. 

"What?" he says sitting up, 

"IM 14! AND YOU'ER 15!" 

Did he seriosly try and undo my bra? Jeeez!