Chapter Sixteen

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My eyes droop low as I lazily gaze at the telly. I probably should be heading to bed soon since I'm slowly slipping into unconsciousness. The shrill sound of my phone ringing jolts me awake and I groan. I wouldn't even know who would be calling me at this time. I bury my face into the couch pillow and close my eyes. I'm too lazy to answer my phone and I'm too lazy to walk up the steps, to my room.

My phone stops ringing and I'm glad the noise has  stopped disturbing me from my sleep. I make myself more comfortable on the couch and close my eyes once more, preparing myself for sleep. My phone starts ringing again and I groan loudly. I swipe the green icon, not bothering to check who the person was.

"Hello!" I answer harshly.

"Well Charming that's no way to answer a phone now, is it?" I sit up quickly and tear my phone away from my ear. I glance at the screen and I read the contact info. It reads Lottie. I press my phone to my ear again.

"W-what. I-I u-uum. B-bbut. How?" I babble incoherent words not because of my nervousness or my shyness but because i am utterly confused and well also because im still half asleep. "W-what are you doing with my sister's phone?" I question. Fear washes over me, i hope Ella hasn't done anything to my sister. "Where's Lottie? What have you done to her!?" I yell into the receiver of the phone.

"Woah relax Charming." I swear i can almost picture her lips tug into a smirk as those words leave her pink plump lips. Wait did I just say 'pink plump lip"? I'm must be more tired than I thought. "Your sister is fine, well ... um.. just come and pick her up from Zayn's yeah." Something in her voice changes as she speaks and i grow concerned.

"Uh okay I'll be there in a bit." I hang up the phone and rush to get my shoes on. I grab the car keys from the wooden bowl by the front door and hurry out. My mind starts racing as I drive to Zayn's house. What could of possibly happened? Why would Ella call me from Lottie's phone? Why didn't Lottie call me herself? I begin to drive myself crazy with all these unanswered questions. I drive a little bit above the speed limit and I hope I don't get pulled over by the cops or something.

I make it in record time and park the car in Zayn's driveway which oddly enough it's empty. I turn off the ignition and I begin to walk up to the front door but not before a voice stops me.

"Charming." I hear Ella call out and I turn to look at her and my sister are standing out in front. I walk closer to them and I notice Lottie's eye make up is slightly smudged and her cheeks are stained with tears.

"What happened?" I ask my sister as I pull her into a hug and she begins to sob into my shoulder. "What happened?" I ask again as my first question goes unanswered. "Ella?" I turn to look at her. She purses her lips together in a thin line but doesn't say anything. She rubs her arms together to try and warm herself. She's not wearing a jacket, she's always wearing that black leather jacket of hers. I pull Lottie away from me and I try to talk to her. "Lottie please tell me what happened." I beg her. She looks down at the floor as she begins to talk.

"Thomas. H-He tried."

"What did he try to do? Where is he?" I ask and look around the front yard to see if I can spot him anywhere. I've had it with him and this is the last straw. It's one thing when he messes with me but messing with my little sister that's taking it too far.

"Charming don't go looking for trouble." Ella tells me but I can't think straight. All i want to do is find him and.. and.. well I'm not sure what I'll do when I find him but it won't be good. "I took care of it." She glances between Lottie and I. "Just get her out of here." She turns to leave and enters the house.

Shortly after Ella enters the house the music stops and the people just start running out like if there was a fire. What is going on? Then I spot Zayn banging on the front door. "Damn it Ella you can't kick me out of my own house." He bangs on the door loudly. The door swings open and Ella literally drags him in. I try to hold back a laugh but  small chuckle escapes.

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