Anyone There? (MYS!Boys x Reader) (Sequel to Pocket Watches)

Chapter 6~ Jail Cell

A/N :V oki! So I realized why I've been spelling Laurance like Laurence because of fucking auto correct but uh from now on it'll be Laurance. Ight cool

Y/N Your Name
L/N Last Name
M/NN Mom's Nickname for you
E/C Eye Color
H/C Hair Color
H/L Hair Length
S/C Skin Color
F/C Fav Color
2F/C 2nd Fav Color
F/F Fav Food
F/SO Fav Song
F/S Fav Show
F/M Fav Movie
F/B Fav Band
F/BF Fav Breakfast
F/A Favorite Animal
F/L Favorite Flavour

ZAne's POv
Mrs. L/N thought it would be nice for me to join her and Y/N on visiting her father. So that's where we were. In the airport. Waiting. I could smell something... Something very familiar. "G-Garroth?!" Y/N called out. I noticed my brother and his friends standing there like idiots. They were panting. "Oh, who are you two?" Mrs. L/N asked, standing up. I noticed Y/N was hiding her face in her hands, whining. "I-I-Im Garroth." My big brother wheezed. "Dante..." The blue popsicle boy said falling to his knees. "Hm, some nice friends ya got there." Mrs. L/N stated. I wasn't going to tell her that Garroth was my brother just get and Garroth wasn't going to bring it up without reason. Y/N stood up and looked at her mother. "I'm gonna go get some... M-Mooncents..." She stuttered the name. Mooncents? Never heard of it. (lol get it? Starbucks... Mooncents LOL- Sorry) Y/N walked away... I looked at her mother and chuckled.

YOuR pOv
I slowly walked to the Moocents coffee outlet and smiled at the only person working there. "Written! I haven't seen you in awhile!" I smiled. The female looked up and smiled. She had pink and black braces on. She had shiny black hair that was orange at the tips and she had one purple eye and one brown eye. "Hey Y/N! It has been awhile!" She said. I had forgotten all about her Irish accent. It made me smile even more. "How long have you been working here?" I asked, tilting my head A bit. "Hm? Just a few months." She said simply, shaking her head. "My break is in a few, are ya boardin or..." She asked. The hint of American in her accent made me giggle. "Another two hours. Momma said 'We must always be early but fashionably late!' She's crazy." I finished. Written giggled and took of her hat.

She walked in the back for a second before coming back out. She had a tank top and a small skirt, she wore thigh highs and converse. She held a coffee in her left hand, saying she was left handed. "You look so much taller!" I giggled. She smiled and shrugged. "Haven't grown an inch." It was true. Every since 9th grade we both stopped growing. I looked at her cheeks and noticed freckles. "Damn, when you get those!?" I asked, squishing her cheeks. "From acne." She said simply.

We caught up on recent events and she just got engaged a few months ago but her boyfriend cheated on her. So she's a depressed single pringle. She has to go to a therapist every two weeks and she usually needs to talk to a friend of else her friends Mr. Razor will come and eat her delicate skin. We got some Bull Wild Pizza and walked back to where mom and the boys were. She was laughing along with the five men while Chrysanthemum, Atlanta, and Circling sat... Clearly bored. "Written!" Mommy squealed. She jumped up and hugged Written, almost making her drop her drink.

"Hiya." Written smiled. Taking a long sip from her drink, Atlanta got up and hugged Written. The two were inseparable when they were younger. "It's so good to see you." Atlanta smiled. Written nodded and nuzzled her friend. "Same goes to you." Written replied in a nice manor. I noticed that they were calling our plane number. "Awe... It was good seeing you guys!" Written smiled, hugging my mom, Atlanta, and I. Momma smiled and nodded before grabbing all six men and rushing them to the airport line. "Gotta go, we have stupid A class. Otherwise I'd talk with you longer." Atlanta whined. I had to pry her away from Written! We got on the plane and all that jazz. Atlanta sat with momma and Circling while I sat with Dante and Zane. I was on the window because I'll get anxiety if I'm not. I didn't want to do this... I mostly didn't want to see my dad. I flinched at feeling a cold hand on my thigh. I looked up at Dante.