*Sarah's P.O.V.*
"Yo man. Look over there." one guy with pants up to his knees says.
"Guys! Run!" I say but when I turn around, there's more.
"Where you think you going lil' girl?" A scary, tall one says.
"Um, home?" I say more as a question.
"We don't trouble." Zayn says stepping up.
"Where da hell are your pants?" Another says from behind him.
Zayn, self conscious, try's to cover himself.
"We just want to leave." Harry says.
"We got a British nigger up in here." The scary one says with the others laughing behind.
"Guys, we could all just go home and go on with our lives." I say trying to get out of this.
"She probably thinks she some smartass or peacemaker kind of crap." One says.
"Gotta admit she smokin." Another says.
"Stay away from her." Zayn says holding an arm around me protectively.
"What you gonna do about pretty boy?" The scary one days then the rest crowd around us.
Then as if on cue, we could here the scream of sirens.
"Yo, it's da po-po! Lets roll!" One says then they all leave.
But the police weren't looking for them.
"Put your hands up, punks!" A voice says then points a gun. We put up our hands. I'm going to have to get used to this.
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This time we actually get mug shots and tell you the truth I did not look so hot. Neither did Harry and Zayn. At least Zayn got pants now. Liam still hasn't come so we're just sitting in the cell.
"That mug shot will not look good on my job résumé." I say looking through the bars.
Zayn is making tic marks on the wall of how many minutes we've been here. Harry's playing a harmonica I have no idea he got from.
"Where'd you get that?" I ask.
"My new friend." He says pointing to some scary biker dude.
He grunts at me and I can tell he isn't so friendly.
"Where's Liam?" I ask Zayn.
"I really don't know. I just want to go to bed." Zayn says leaning against the wall.
"Hold on. We get one phone call, right?" I say to the guard through the bars.
"I guess." The guard says looking at a magazine.
"Can you actually let me out?" I say getting irritated.
"Fine." He says opening the lock.
I run over to the nearest phone then remember I don't know their numbers.
"What's Liam's number guys?" I ask.
"I dunno." Zayn says practically falling asleep writing another tic on the wall.
"What?!" I say getting freaked out.
"We never really remember numbers. It's all on out phones." Harry says then continues to play his harmonica.
"Oh super. Now how are we going to-" I begin but cut off but none other than . . . . Jake.
"Hey princess." Jake says holding my hand that's on the phone.
"What are you doing here?" I say harshly taking my hand out of his grip.
"Bailing you out." Jake says.
"And the boys?" I ask.
"Well...." He says.
"If you don't then I'd rather stay here." I argue.
"Fine. But only for you sweetheart." Jake says flirtatiously.
"Whatever." I say getting irritated.
We finally get out of there but are still in those stupid jumpsuits. It's a really awkward drive back to my place. The boys climb out of the car but when I'm about to, Jake holds onto my hand.
"Have anything to say?" He says.
"Thanks a lot. I mean it." I say then give him a quick hug.
He still holds onto my hand.
"Call me?" He asks.
"Maybe." I say.
"You look sexy in jumpsuits." he says smirking.
"Bye Jake." I say shutting the door and walk up the stairs.
When I reach my apartment with the boys we open the door to 4 sets of worried eyes staring at us.
"THEY'RE ALIVE!!!" Louis says running to Harry and hugging him.
"Where were you guys? We were trying to call you forever!" Liam yells.
"We sort of got locked up." Zayn says trying to explain.
"Sarah got into jail! I cannot believe this." Maddy says.
"She actually survived." Harry says.
"Oh shut up. I could survive in a jail whenever." I say smacking Harry playfully.
"What happened anyway?" Niall asks.
So Harry and Zayn just explain the whole thing. When they finish story telling I look at my watch and it's 4:30 AM. I have school in 3 hours.
"Guys. I have to go to bed." I say.
"Actually the boys are sleeping over." Maddy says happily.
"But we only have 3 rooms." I say rubbing my head.
"Niall stays in my room. Louis and Liam in the spare. And I thought Harry and Zayn would be suited in your room since you have the biggest bed." Maddy says.
"Huh?" I say.
"Lets get to sleep everyone." Liam says and they all start walking towards the bedrooms.
I sit there,still confused since I have an insane headache.
"C'mon Sarah. Slumber party!" Harry and Zayn say dragging me to my room.
This'll be fun.
---------------------------------------------A/N: Hey. Filler chapter. I know it was boring bWhat would you guys think if I set Sarah up with Jake? I wouldn't like it either. So comment, vote, and keep reading! Thanks
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