I woke up with a pain in my head. Man I hate hangovers. I looked around and saw that the house was a mess. But I wasn’t in my room. I was on the coffee table. What the fuck?
I pressed my hand to my head and groaned when I tried to get up. I walked to the kitchen. Zayn was sleeping on the island.
I grabbed pain killers and a glass of water. I put some water and pills on the island for Zayn. I walked out of the kitchen and to the stairs. I cocked one eyebrow up. Louis was sleeping on the stairs? How drunk were we?
But things got even weirder when I got on the second floor of the house. Liam was sleeping in front of his bedroom door. And the door was closed. What is going on? I opened up the door and saw Bailey sleeping on his bed. She had tear stains on her cheeks. Oh no.
I sat on the bed beside her and shook her gently. She groaned and looked up at me. “Are you okay?” I whispered to her. She shook her head. “What happened last night with you and Liam?”
“H-he made out wi-with an-nother g-girl.” She stuttered. My eyes went wide. How could he do that?!
I hugged Bailey tightly, pressing her small, fragile body to mine. “It will be okay. I promise.” I whispered to her. She looked up at me.
“Promise?” She asked me. I nodded.
“I promise.” She exhaled deeply. “I’ll be back. I have to find Harry.” I told Bailey. She nodded and let go of me. I got up from Liam’s bed and walked around.
Well, Harry’s not upstairs. I walked downstairs and looked everywhere. He’s not in here either. Where could that curly haired boy be? Then I walked outside in the backyard. I looked around and finally found him. He was on a floaty. But, he was in the pool also. I rolled my eyes and walked back inside. He is so stupid sometimes.
I’m so cold. Why does it have to be cold down here? What will happen to Bailey? Will they kill her too? Will they even kill me?
I picked up my head from the ground. I groaned. This is not how I wanted to wake up this morning. Or afternoon? Or night? Whatever time it is, I did not want to wake up like this. I looked around. It was fairly dark in here. But I can still see.
Then the door opened. Harry was standing at the door. “Why are you wet?” I asked him.
“Because I fucked your sister.” Harry said sarcastically. Then he walked in the room.
“I hope you didn’t.” I muttered to myself.
“What was that?” Harry asked me sternly.
“Nothing. Just talking to myself.” I lied to him.
“You’re weird, man.” I saw him shake his head. “Come on. You need to eat breakfast.” Harry walked over to me and helped me up. He guided me out of the room and to the kitchen.
“She’s somewhere in here.” Harry answered.
I looked at Zayn on the island and I gave Harry a weird look. “Don’t mind him. He just got really drunk last night and fell asleep there.” I nodded and poked him. Harry shot me a look. “What the fuck are you doing?! You’re going to wake sleeping beauty! Do you want him to hit you?”
I chuckled. “I’d like to see him try.”
Harry smiled and shook his head. “Here.” He handed me a plate of eggs and he handed me a mug of coffee.
“Will I stay out of the basement today?” I asked him.
“Yea. I’ll let you today since we all have hangovers. Except for Bailey. She didn’t want to get drunk last night. Instead she stayed in Liam’s room and read.” I smiled. That’s my sister.
“Are you guys going to kill me?”
“I don’t know. Probably not. We just want to capture you and your sister.” Harry shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the kitchen. I followed him to the living room and sat on the couch.
“What about my mum and dad. What did you tell them?”
“We let them figure shit out on their own. And if they call the cops. Then we’ll kill them.” Harry began to eat his breakfast and turned on the TV.
“How can you be so calm about this?”
“I’m not. I don’t like to do this. It’s just part of the plan Liam and Zayn have. I’m just the help, along with Niall and Louis. We don’t really hate you guys. Just Liam and Zayn do.”
I nodded and began to eat my breakfast also. I hope Bailey and me will be alright.