Always Watching

Chapter 5
The bell rung and I dashed out of that torture room. The boys went seperate ways and Linda and I went to the gym for PE. It's funny how I'm becoming friends with a guy who stalks me, but I kind of owe it to him for saving me.
When I walked into class, I noticed someone who looked familiar. Where do I know him from??? OMG THAT'S STARBUCKS BOY!!! His blue eyes stared into my brown pair. Linda also seemed to notice him.
''He's cute," She said, looking at the boy who never told me his name. My phone buzzed in my pocket.
Starbucks BOYYY: Forgot to tell you my name, it's Niall. The good thing about being with you in PE is that I get to see you in shorts :)
I blushed at the text message Niall sent me. He chuckled as he walked over.
"Hey," he said in his adorable Irish accent. Linda gave me a confused look as if asking how-do-you-know-him.
"Hey," I said in a soft voice.
"What's up? This PE coach seems crazy. I think she was born as a shark but then some weird witch magic changed her into a human and she's so angry that she still wants to eat people alive," He said and I laughed at his odd opinion about Ms. Drackenbirg. She is extremely scary though. For the next fifteen minutes she stood there screaming a bunch of rules and consequences. I hope I can get a transfer out of this class. When she was done making her point about what to do and what not to do, she surprisingly let us chat. I found out that Niall knows Harry, Zayn, and Louis. I also met another close friend of theirs. His name is Liam.
The rest of the school day went by quickly, and next thing you know the whole school week was over. The weekend came. Oh, the dreaded weekend of the funeral.
I got dressed and picked up Linda .
The funeral was probably the saddest place I've ever been. Steven was like my brother as well. It killed me to know he died. We buried him up after paying our respects. Today is a day for ice cream and movies.
My phone buzzed and I had received a message from Niall.
Starbucks BOYYY: Hey, I know you are very sad today, but do you mind if the boys and I come over :) Maybe we can crack a few jokes :) We don't really like the thought of you guys being sad :(
I showed Linda the text and she shrugged. It won't hurt having them over, will it?
Bridgette: Sure why not... We could really use some cheering up :( And who's better for that than five stupid guys? ;) I'll text u my address in 5, brb
I had to stop texting Niall because I'm driving and I don't really want to attend another funeral, but this time for my BFF.
Once I got home I sent Niall a text telling him my address. In a few minutes, there was a knock on my door.
When I opened the door, Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Harry were all holding bottles of liquor. There was tequila, beer, wine, and margarita mixes. They would've brought champagne but that's for more of a happy occasion.
"Ready to play Truth or Dare?" Liam asked and of course, we all agreed.
The rest of the night was a blur. I'm pretty sure I threw up like twice. The last thing I can remember is Niall asking me if I've ever done anything I regret doing.
I walked into my kitchen to get some Advil for my pounding headache. Everyone was either passed out on the couches or on the floor. I giggled a bit, knowing that there won't be enough Advil for all of us. Whoopsies.
As I start to walk out of the kitchen, I hear a knock at the door. Who would it be at 7 AM? I looked through the peephole but saw no one. Stupid little kids probably knocking on my door for fun, but then again which little kid is up at this hour, and alone? I opened the door to see if anyone was around. Before I could move away, someone grabs me by my wrist and pulls me away. I try to scream but a strong hand covers my mouth.
I try to squirm away from whoever this is, but they are too strong. I get thrown in the back of what seems to be a car. The trunk of the car... A liquid gets put on my chest, and when I smell it, everything goes black.

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