Caught (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

Nicole's POV

Fucked. That is the only word to describe the disputation I'm in. Fucked. I've never been caught before and I'm not about to start now. You must be very confused at the moment. Let me explain. Hi, I'm Nicole Moran, yes Trevor Moran's older sister. He doesn't know me, I left, or got disowned by my parents. Why you ask? Because of my job. Murder. 'Woah did I red that correctly?!' Yes....yes you did. But I'm not like any ordinary murderer, I have never been caught, not once. 'But how?!' I'm skilled. Get over it. Back to the situation. I'm being chased by the cops. I quickly looked behind me to see if they were still chasing me. No. Wow. When did I loose them? Anyway it doesn't matter. Where am I? It's kinda dark. It's...spooky. But I have my, blood stained, knife in my backpack so if anyone tries to fuck with me, they won't live to see tomorrow. I hadn't realised I was sitting on someone lawn, trying to catch my breath, until I heard:

"Hi, erm, this is private property"

I stood up and turned around slowly only to reveal 5-6 guys. I put on my innocent face and voice, which not to brag or anything, always fools the guys.

"Oh, I'm so so so sorry, please don't hurt me!"

I say with fear in my tone, these suckers looked like they were buying it.

"Why would we hurt you?" One of them said.

He was shorter than the others, maybe 15 or 16? He looked so much like Trevor. Then it hit me....he was Trevor. He's so...grown up. Just then it started to rain. Great. Just fucking great.

"Come inside it's raining" Trevor said.

I hesitantly walked forward. As soon as I was close enough they all pushed me into the door.

"I'm Trevor" he said 'I know' I thought.

"That's Kian, Connor, Ricky, Jc, and the lame one on his phone is Sam" Trevor introduced the other guys.

"I'm not lame!" Sam said trying to defend himself.

"I'm..." I start.

Should I tell them my real name? What if they have heard about me? Fuck it. YOLO

"Nicole" I finish

"Nice name" Connor said

"Guys who was at the doo-Hi!" Some girl came down the stairs and said.

Then another, then another. Three girls, four including me. I waved and pretended to be shy.

"Andrea, Jenn, Mackenzie, this is Nicole" Jc said, I nodded.

There was a knock at the door and police sirens. My eyes went wide

"DONT TELL THEM IM HERE ILL EXPLAIN LATER!" I whisper yelled as I ran and hid in some random room, which just happened to be the bathroom.

Now is the best time to come up with a lie. Ah ha! I got it. After a few minutes Kian came and opened the door telling my it's clear. He took me into the living room. We sat in silence until...Ricky? Broke it.

"So what was all that about?"

"*sigh* ok so, I ran away from my home town and the police have been trying to find me for the past year but I don't want to go back!" I say as a fake tear slid down my face,

"Why not?" Andrea asked

"I have a abusive father" I mumbled.

Soon enough I felt arms rap around me and i just fake cried into his chest. I looked up only to see it was Ricky. I wiped my tears away

"Sorry" I say bluntly

"No need to apologise, I would have broke down crying if I was telling a bunch of strangers that!" Mackenzie said pulling me into a hug.

"Do you have anywhere to stay?" Ricky asked

I shook my head no. I could survive on the streets, I have been doing so for the past few years. Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I had a proper meal.

"Do you, I dunno, maybe wanna stay here for a few days?" Ricky asked

All the girls looked at me and nodded with excitement

"I guess" I say

Ricky smiled at my answer while the girls squealed

"GIRLS NIGHT!" Mackenzie shouted dragging me upstairs.

I laughed. And unlike all those other fake laughs I do when someone lets me stay at their house for the night or some shit, this was a real laugh. My first real laugh in ages.

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Hey guys! I'm back with yet another fan fic. So this is a Ricky Dillon/O2L fan fic as you can probably tell. So yeah! Hope you enjoyed

Love cha

~Nina~