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~Hayes POV
...
"fuck."
i knew i was never going to get out of this without getting caught.
so i surrendered myself.
one of the officers ran behind me and hand cuffed me, while the other one took my weed and my pipe and put it in a little zip lock baggie
"wow. this is just not my day!" i thought to myself as the cop tossed me in the cop car
"fuck you!" i yelled out as i kicked the door
"you have the right to remain silence" , "anything that you say will be held against you in court." the cop said as he got into the drivers seat and started driving
"ughh" i sighed as i stopped struggling and laid back.
"sir, are you awear that marijuana is illegal" the cop on the passenger seat said
i ignored him in disgust and looked out my window
"what am i going to do? my life is falling apart." i thought to myself
~Michelles POV
i looked at my phone..."5:00pm"
it started to rain, slowly picking up strength
thunder came upon us as we were walking back home from school and the mall, shawn held me tight because he already knew i was scared of thunder
"i love you michelle" shawn said as he snuggled me in closer to him
i honestly didnt know what to say, i still had a little feelings for hayes, but hayes hurt me so i dont know?? ...
"i love you to shawn" i said in a low voice as we got to my door
he kissed my cheek and i hugged him tightly.
"bye beautiful" shawn said as he gazed into my eyes
"bye mendes" i said smiling
he walked away and i went inside, i changed into my spandex and a white flowy top with a long black cardigan
i laid on my bed and wondered what hayes was doing right now.
i checked my phone...no messages from him.
~Hayes POV
we arrived at a Juvenal hall and the officer opened my door and took me out, they took me inside and sat me downin an office
"are you high?" one of them asked
"no, im hayes..??" i asked in a confused voice
(yes, hayes is high as'f rn -notjustafandom)
"yep! haes high." said the officer as he got up and wrote stuff down on his notepad
"how old are you son?" said one of the officers
"14 man..." i said
"and your doing drugs?!"
"no...i was smoking weed? tf." i said in a confused but positive voice
"hes a pothead officer, of course hes going to say that" said a man in a suit
"ok. we're going to let you off the hook, but your parents are going to have to pay a $100 fine"
