Truth, Lies and Love (z.m)

Chapter 16

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I know it's been ages since the last update so here's a little recap to let you know what's happening:
So Zayn and Avery finished their 'date' and Zayn was dropping her home, when they realised she forgot the keys to the house and Alex was nowhere to be seen. Prior to their intense 'date', Zayn feels as if that is an opportunity to take Avery to palace, hoping that his father could see them and possibly stop the agreement with Veronica. But as soon as they stepped out of the car and onto the palace ground Zayn meets a familiar face.

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Avery's POV

Stepping out of Zayn's posh car, I met with a familiar face. Blaise was it? His blonde hair, like before was styled into a messy quid, which managed to look good on him. God Aver, stop checking out every single guy you see. I tug my full sleeve top further down, as a wave of cold air from the breeze hits me. Looking up, I could see the darkness emerging. I wondered what time it was. It seemed minutes ago that I relieving-ly hopped out of Zayn's car and skipped towards my snug house. The sun was shining then.

"Look who's here," Blaise spoke. Zayn came into an abrupt halt and visibly stiffened as Blaise spoke. Because I was following Zayn, I crashed against him back, but he did not seem to notice, as his eyes were fixated on sending glares towards Blaise.

"What do you want Blake, I thought we had an agreement." Zayn spoke gritting his teeth. So his name is Blake. Finally, turning in on my brain, I started taking notes of their conversation, so I could report back to Louis. God I feel like a spy- no wait I think I already am. Keeping my inner turmoil at bay, I tried to listen to the conversation they were having. I tried hard to engrave word and phases like 'agreement' and 'meeting on Friday remember?' into my memory.

Clicks of fingers snap me back to reality, as I look at Blake smiling amusedly at me. Shuffling my feet uncomfortably, I flashed a light smile. "You the guy from the ball right?"

Before, Blake could open his mouth; Zayn grabbed him by his collar and pushed him against the front gates. "You were there, when I told you not to come?" Zayn spat at him. Blake places his hands on Zayn's and pushes them off, not a single sign fear or any other emotion in fact, shown on his face.

"Let's get inside, yeah?" Zayn breathes out slowly, trying to control that anger that was urging to reach the surface. Just as the words left his mouth, a vibration was felt in my back pocket. Instantly taking it out, the screen flashed with a message.

That hottie: Meeting right now! Get your ass here ASAP!

Rolling my eyes, I smiled at what Louis named himself in my contacts. Looking back at Zayn I shook my head. "I can't actually, Alex just texted me saying that he's back. I should go, I'm starting work tomorrow and I need to prepare for that." The lie rolled of my tongue, lying in like my second nature, I was born into it. It helped that people thought I was this shy, innocent girl who was a straight out goody-two-shoes. Boy, were they wrong.

He sighed next to me, "Ok then. I'll call Paul to drop you off," he pulls out his phone immediately. I stop him, "No it's fine, I also have to go to the shops too, to buy some things, I think I'll take the us, but thanks." I spoke before walking away.

"Goodbye Avery," he breathes out, barely audible, but I caught it. Smiling, I keep walking, knowing that the plan Louis brought me into, is going really smoothly.

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Hopping of the bright red, double- decker bus, I entered Bagel Bandit, the little café, that introduced me to the quickly revolving world, I currently live in today. The little café that Alice brought me into, the place where I got introduced to Louis and Niall- the members of the Reds.

Walking in, the bell on top of the door ringed, alerting the place that another 'customer' has arrived, it's funny how the organisation that wants to take down the Royals, is situated right in the heart of London, just a few minutes away from the palace. Meeting with a smiling Niall, we talked about random things till we reached a lift inside the janitors closet. I felt like I was in a Spy Kids movie. Maybe I'll meet Carmen and Juni Cortez. Colours flashed before my eyes and before I knew it, we landed and the silver doors opened up to the same hallway I was walking through, at the start of this week.

Instead of the bundles of nerves, I experienced the last time, waves of excitement rippled through me. Opening Louis's door, I made myself very clear, I was here, "Louis you hottie, I have arrived!" I screamed.

"In here," a strained voice replied, as my mood completely changed. I walked over to the dark blue couch and took a seat. My eyes met a very tired looking Louis. "Hey, what's wrong," I cooed.

"Everything, the bloody king, just made another law. His men went around this,owning to make sure everyone knows. That bloody cow is now saying that there will be a new form of living. Just read it," he says as he shoves a rusty-yellow paper towards my lap. Holding it up, it read:

Addressed by your highness King Alexander of England:
Today, as in 18th of November, 2225 in England, your life will be changed forever. As each day pass by, it is my duty to ensure that the life all of civilians are safe and secure. This is why we have introduced a new social system. With this-

I didn't get to finish as a dozen group of men, with huge buff arms, and faces that could get them a job in the modelling industry, barged into the large office. Louis got up from where the previously sat, and strode over to them. Man, he takes giant steps when he walks! Chatters among men, began to arise, but Louis held up his hand, instantly quieting down the crowd. "I take that all of you have heard the news of the new 'social system' bullshit in which the citizen will live in districts according to their social status and their family's affluence- which to me is utter crap. We have been left in the shadows far too long, so it has been decided, that we act now. We have been planning this for a long time, I believe it now time that we actually begin to act now. So with this, I want to introduce you to Blake Lockwood- leader of the 'the Rebels'.

What when was there other groups! Louis never mentioned this, from the corner of my eye, I saw Louis, a guilty expression scratched onto his face. Confused I looked around, watching each and every men and their faces getting paler by the second. What happened to the 'we-are-almighty-men' vibe they gave off as they entered the office. Turning back to Louis, out stepped a man with dirty blonde hair. I gasped. Blake?

Blake. As in the Blake from today at Zayn's house- erm...palace and the Blake from the ball. What in the world is he doing here? Glancing around the room, Blake's electric blue eyes landed on my brown ones, resulting in a smirk to carved onto his previously nonchalant- looking face.

"Well, hello there, Avery Hemmings. Fancy seeing you here," he spoke with his annoying, velvety voice, causing everyone in the room to snap their attentions and their head towards me.

How do I always get caught up in the middle of messes. It's funny how I fled from another country to escape my past, to get tangled in a web of traitors, liars, and more mysteries in the country where ini was supposed to 'start fresh'.

I gulped. For the fiftieth time during the one- week period in England.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

Before anyone sent me death threats, I want you guys to know that I had a lot happening over the past weeks and yeah it was busy and really rushy (I'm not sure if that's actually a word)! Thanks for all the read, votes and comment guys! It actually means a lot to me. There's a little star button on the next page- whose feeling a bit empty, so show some love by colouring it in white, by tapping on it! 😉

And Soz if the chapter was too short. Next week the holidays begin so I will be on Wattpad a lot more.

Oh and Zayn was soo adorable in the vid Night Changes- even when he get a plate of spaghetti dumped on his head. So looking at the picture on the top (if you're on the app) or on the side (if you're on PC or laptop) which is your overall favourite hairstyles of Zayn's!

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