Popular ➳ Aaron Melloul

Chapter 14 (pt. 1)

3 things.
This is bad and not proofread.
This is the first part of the last chapter.
Annnnndddd this is supposed to be humorous. Don't take any of the stuff said seriously because it's anything but serious 💀.

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"So, the person behind all of this . . . Is Jordyn?"

I nod, doing dramatic hand gestures. "She's mad for other people, though?"

"What?" Mark asks, leaning forward. "Why?"

"I don't know," I frown, realizing that I still don't know the logical reason for the torment.

Daniel pats my back, sympathetically. "Maybe she was connected to that somehow?"

I furrow my eyebrows, suddenly realizing that he was definitely right. "Daniel James Seavey, you're a genius!"

He smiles cheekily, shrugging. "I know."

I roll my eyes playfully, looking at both him and Mark. "Get Charles And Joey, then all of you guys need to head to my house. I have a plan."

—

It was half-past 9 when all the boys decided to arrive. Which didn't really surprise me. What did surprise me though was Aaron walking in behind them.

I smile up at him, as he looks down at me. "What are you doing here?" I question, not in a rude way. No never that. I was genuinely curious.

He leans down, giving me a quick kiss, before finally answering me, "I saw these idiots walking down the street, both Joey and Charles were singing NAV loudly. Then Mark and Daniel were skipping around, singing bubblegum pop."

I roll my eyes, turning around to look at them.

"They are idiots, huh?" I question, more to myself.

I then realize just how much they mean to me.

These were the four, amazing losers that got caught in the middle of a crazy, and chaotic mess.

They shouldn't be involved because they're just too great to be in the midst of it all. But, here they were.

"But, they're my idiots," I playfully say, watching Aaron's mouth fall open as a loud laugh came out.

All of them walked over, squishing me between them, in a hug.

"Enough, enough!" I yell, smacking their hands away. "This isn't the time to get all mushy gushy. Time to get to work!"

They all scatter, except Aaron.

"You too, curly! Chop, chop,"

He scrambles away just as the other did, immediately finding his place at the far end, next to Joey.

"Now," I begin, as I walk in front of them, "we need to end this whole Jordyn fiasco — however," I pause, making dramatic hand gestures. "We need a grade A plan."

Aaron raises his hand, smiling awkwardly. "What will w —"

"Are you about to ask about the plan that we're ready to make?" I question, looking at him as if he's stupid. "I don't know what we're gonna do yet. We need to figure that out."

Daniel raises his hand next, smiling just as Aaron had.

"Is it about the plan?"

He shakes his head, before looking as though he was thinking, before putting his hand down.

"Hm," I hum, putting my hands behind my back, pacing in front of them. "I have a few ideas . . ."

—

"Do you guys remember plan A?" I ask, turning towards the guys in the back.

They all nodded before I tilted my head.

"And if we fuck up plan A?" I ask.

"Plan B."

"What's plan B?" I question, watching them all look at each other.

"Not to fuck up Plan A," they say in unison.

I hum, leaning back against my seat. "Now what's the plan if we fuck up Plan A and B?"

"Not to fuck up plan A because we don't have a plan B."

I nod, before turning to my phone. "I'll wait until Mark messages me at exactly 11:30, then I'll get out and go into the building."

Aaron leans back, tilting his head, "she's out to get you, you can't go in there by yourself."

"She's like 5'2 and 10 pounds. I'm pretty sure I'm fine." I retort, unlocking the car doors, "get out and go in there,"

After what seemed like forever, they were all finally out of the car, walking into the vacant building.

I waited for the text. When it finally came telling me to come on, I climb out, running carefully due to the heels. I wanted to look badass. Sue me.

I stopped, looking around, then I knock.

"Who is it?" Mark says, loudly.

"Me you fucking idiot — open up!" I whisper-shout.

One of them, probably Daniel, let's out a loud yelp as did the other boys before the door finally opens up.

I faced the short blonde girl we so desperately wanted to stop.

"Fallon," She says, smiling falsely. "How're you?"

At that moment I finally took a moment to look down, seeing all of the boys laying there. You're fucking joking, right?

"Fucking idiots," I grunt, looking at Jordyn.

"I thought you were smarter than that?" She questions, circling me, arms stating behind her back. "Guess I was wrong." She shrugs, before finally pulling her arms from behind her back, revealing the metal pipe she had.

And before she could swing it, I already used my foot to make her fall back and onto the ground.

She grunts while I kick the pipe away.

"And I thought you were smarter than that?" I mock, putting a foot on her chest. "Guess I was wrong,"

"Not so fast," another voice says, making me tilt my head in confusion.

I know that voice.