We Meet Again // Sequel To KBWDW ✔ COMPLETED (UNEDITED)

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~Zach's pov~

I was sleeping peacefully, dreaming about Fortnite, our new song, the studio, our new tour coming up, and most importantly- Food- I mean Mia. I was about to kill someone in my dream in Fortnite, until I felt something tickle my ear.

It was probably Corbyn breathing on me.

I felt it slowly go all over my face. Odd.... I felt something wet on my face. I wiped it with my hand, and tried to sleep again. I felt something wet on my face a second time. Now I'm getting really annoyed. I wiped it one last time, leaving my hand on my face. I shot up from my sleepy-state, yelling out in pain. I looked at my hand, and saw this tiny puppy just bit my hand.

"OUCH!" I yelled out loud, making the others wake up. I was for sure that the neighbors heard my scream, if not- then they must be really deaf. The others looked around alarm, then looking at me.

"Why did you scream Zach?!"

"You'll get us caught!"

"I knew we shouldn't have let him watch IT 4!"

"What is that?"

"Hide behind the boxes!"

They all whispered, scolding me. I brought up my arm, the dog dangling from my hand. They gasped, then covered their mouths trying to stiffle their laughter.

"Oh shut it! It hurt okay?!" I whispered back, using my other hand and opened the puppy's mouth, releasing my hand. Luckily there was no blood, I didn't know if it had rabies. Rubbing my hand to soothe the pain, my ears picking up footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Hide behind the boxes!" Daniel hissed, all of us getting into action.

We all lunged behind the boxes, Jack went for the blankets and I hid under the curtain sheets. We made a lot of noise. All that effort of being quiet gone to waste.. The attic door slowly opened, revealing the cutest thing in the world. Mia stood there, in a baby blue shirt and black pants, holding a flashlight and slipper in hand. We all held our breath.

"Hello? Anybody there?" The angel spoke, pointing the flashlight around the attic.

Seeing her made me even more breathless.

"If anybody is here, come out now! I have a weapon and I'm not afraid to use it!" She raised the slipper.

Is it bad that I'm trying not to laugh at how adorable she is?

Is it bad that I'm losing air from doing so?

"I will call the police if you don't come out in the count of three!"

I held my breath.

"One!"

I'm losing breath, I think I look like a tomato.

"Two!"

I need to breathe, if not then I would pass out. Here goes nothing...

"Three!"

I took a big breath, making as little sound as possible is easier said than done. I gasped for breath, pretty sure that I blew my cover away.

"You! Get out from there!" She hissed out, hearing her footsteps coming closer.

I grasped onto the sheets tighter, but she managed to whip the sheets off of me. We made eye contact. Very intense eye contact.

"Zach?" She whispered, quietly.

"I'm sorry." I whispered back.

"What do you m-" Before she could finish her sentence, Jack got out from the blankets, and held her from behind, using one hand to cover her vision of sight, while the other held her captive. She struggled in his hold.