Chapter 11~ Trying Hard To Forget

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by Emmzy14

by Emmzy14

This John guy is getting on my nerves now. Just met the cutest guy and he just happens to be his brother, great, just great.

"I'm so sorry, I- I've gotta go and see my sisters. It was nice meeting you!" I say, walking quickly away.

"Wait! I didn't get your number!" I hear him say in the distance as my heart breaks a little.

It takes me 5 minutes to find them but eventually I see Alana making out with some bearded guy and Este doing shots with a bunch of girls that look her age.

"Hey Lanz I hate to spoil the fun but we really need to get going." I explain as she turns to look at me. She rolls her eyes and starts making out again which only makes me angrier.

"Alana Haim! Now!!" I shout, drawing in a crowd that I wasn't really expecting.

"What's your problem oh my god D!" She cries as I drag her away only to find the guy has moved onto another drunk girl....typical.

I rush over to Este who is laughing so much it causes her to drop a shot. Of course she laughs even more.

"Este, we need to get going. This is serious." I say in the same tone as when I told Alana.

She turns and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Este, we need to get going. This is seeeriouss." She imitates, making Alana laugh next to me as I hit her arm.

I give in, she's the oldest so she can do what she likes. I don't have time for this. I shake my head and walk out of the club holding Alana's arm.

"D, what the hell is wrong with you?!" Alana shouts as I give her a look that can only explain it all in one word.

"John." She says, finally snapping back into the reality of it all.

We both acknowledge the situation and rush out of the club- never mind Este is staring us down from the bar whilst swaying like a boat. Liam could be absolutely harmless but if he has connections with that asshole John who makes our lives a living hell, I'm not taking any chances.

Alana and I jump into a taxi outside the club, breathless out of the whole panic of it all, and instruct the driver on our destination. I could see that he wanted to ask what the problem was, but he refrained.

As soon as we caught our breath, Alana asked me with such confusion,

"What the hell was that all about? I swear I can never have a good time without John coming into the picture"

"Well I'm sorry Alana for being concerned about your welfare and it wasn't John. He has a brother and he was flirting with me. I think I had every right to get us out of there."

"...and what about Este?!"

"Too drunk to make any logical decisions, she wouldn't budge even if her life depended on it."

"Don't you think that she's a target right now? John knows each of us by heart and she's vulnerable"

Alana made a fair point, but I had a strange feeling that the main target here was me. Liam wasn't after anyone else, I just know it.

And I have a concerning feeling that we are being followed...

{Hey! Yes, I'm alive. Yes the chapters are short as hell and I probably appear as if I'm the worst updater to ever exist. But I don't want to leave this fic to be forgotten so I'll steadily update it....every 3 years....I'm sorry!}