Chapter Fourteen

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"Who is it?" Sean asks, putting an arm around my shoulders. He doesn't even go for the phone. I can't even look at him. It's not possible. There's no way in hell it could be. Liam picks up the phone and puts it up to his ear.

- Liam's P.O.V - (for the phone call)

"What do you want?" I ask, looking at Ainsley. She's as white as a ghost. She looks so afraid. Her eyes are wide, and her hands are shaking.

"Who the fuck is this?"

"This is her friend." I reply back quickly, looking at Sean as he tries to comfort her. She collapses in the chair that Sean was in and begins sobbing.

"Ah, so she's still single." The man laughs wickedly on the other end.

I watch as she cries. She's afraid. Afraid of this man. It makes me angry. Something inside of me snaps--I guess it's because I'm protective. "No, she's not fucking single, and even if she was, you wouldn't get her. You won't even touch her, or I'll murder your ass." I spit out.

"Is that so?"

"Fuck off." I say before ending the call. I put her phone on the desk and look at the pair. She's still crying, but Sean is holding her tightly. Mitch looks at me, surprised. "What?"

"Dude, you're fucking amazing." He says with a chuckle.

"Well, I wasn't lying." I glance over at Ainsley and Sean, then look back to Mitch. "I know Sean would do anything to protect her, and I will too."

"Same here. Alex would, too." Mitch nods, then turns around and continues to edit the video. As soon as he finishes, we both head over to Alex's house.

- Ainsley's P.O.V. -

"He's not coming for you." Sean keeps repeating as soon as Mitch and Liam leave.

"He is. He said he would hunt me down and find me again." I whimper, grabbing his shirt. The tears won't stop coming. The memories won't stop reappearing.

"Look at me." He whispers, gently pulling my chin up to look at him. I rub my eyes and look at him, still sniffling. "I won't let him." He says, and I trust him. His eyes are so sincere, and he has a determined look on his face.

"Promise?" I sniffle, and he smiles.

"Not just a promise." His smile turns into a smirk as he puts out his pinky. "Pinky promise."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, I have loads of homework tonight but I wanted to at least tease you guys a bit with the man on the phone. ;)

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