Phoebe!
"Horan what are you doing here?!" Javier whisper shouted,
"Um... well... that's tricky..." Niall replied in his thick Irish accent.
"What is he talking about?" Nessie asked annoyed.
"Ahh..." Javier and Niall hissed in unison, with their different accents.
"Well the reason why I know Javier is because my I am a member of the Irish mafia, and Javier is a member of the Spanish and we have a peace treaty and we also grew up together." Niall told Nessie and I guiltily.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Nessie asked slightly hurt.
"Hey guys!" Kai shouted,
"What?" The rest of us turned around,
"I think Jesse can hear us."
"What do you mean?" Nessie and I asked in unison,
"It's been two months guys, they put Jess in a natural coma so she could wake at any moment!" Kai sighed,
"I'd forgotten, she's been in a coma for so long I was beginning to stop counting."
"Look, she's been crying." Kai told us sympathetically,
"Why would you think that?" Niall and Javier asked,
Everyone looked at Jess.
There were large tear streaks down her face and large wet tears on her cheek.
"Why would she cry?" Nessie asked.
"Because I was apologising." Javier piped up...
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The Loner's Laments. (On Hold)
Teen FictionA girl of a band of three, tells you her story of love, loss, boys, singers and bands. ••This story will be jam packed full of swearing a little bit so be warned!•• There is a little humour, crying, running and some hopefully good fights. ••Maybe up...
