Zoe
I couldn't believe that I was getting 30 days of jail time for dumb reckless driving. I now have a fucking criminal record and I got my license suspended. This week has been fucking horrible. I officially hate my life and Harry. He caused all this mess inviting me to his suite and fucking me. This would not have happened if he didn't call me a slut. I turn to my lawyer and start to cry just thinking about going to jail. I didn't want to go. Jail is a bad place for bad people which I am not. I didn't hurt anyone but myself and I think me being laid up in the hospital on pain would be enough punishment for me but no. I'm going to jail.
"Isn't there something you can do about this?" I ask my lawyer who just sat there and shook his head. God he is such a crappy lawyer. I hope he gets fired. All he did was sit there and play games on his phone under the table. I roll my eyes and stalk towards the officer who beckoned me over, swing handcuffs around his finger. I walk over to him and turn around watching everyone get up to leave. My eyes landing on one person in particular. I look into his emerald green eyes and frown deeply. I had no idea why he even showed up. I hated his guts right now but he didn't seem to care that I did. I continue to glare at him and I see him frown deeply, shaking his head as he mouths an 'm sorry. I just look down once he says that letting the policemen take me away.
Hours have gone by of me just sitting in a disgusting jail cell. I was lucky enough to get one to myself until they brought someone new in. The first thing I did when I got to this cell was cry. Yup, I cried my eyes out and laid on the bottom bunch wishing that someone would come and save me. I've been crying ever since I have gotten here and I didn't plan on stopping. Eventually I did end up crying myself to sleep, curling myself in a little ball.
Harry
Seeing the policeman take Zoey away like that hurt my heart. I didn't mean for this to happen I didn't mean to sleep with her things just sort of happened. It was all my fault. I sigh and leave the court room once it cleared out and only a few people were there now. I call Liam knowing that he was with the rest of the boys and he would answer my calls unlike Niall or Louis. They all wanted know what was going to happen with Zoe and they were scared for her. Hell I was scared for her too now more than I was before. I tap on Liam's contact and tap the small phone icon in the top right hand corner. I wait for it to dial, taking a deep breath once I hear the ringing stop,
"Harry, what's up mate? How was Zoe's court appearance? Is she out? What's going on?" Liam asks bombarding me with loads of questions and not even giving me time to answer them. I couldn't help but chuckle softly but I quickly hush and let the line go quiet for a little.
"She is going to be in jail for thirty days Liam." I tell him and hang my head slightly as I make my way outside, putting a pair of shades on that were tucked in my waist band to my pants and boxers. I didn't want to be noticed and I prayed to god that I wouldn't be. I sigh, pushing my hair back from my face trying to tame it somehow because it was everywhere. Liam lets out a soft sigh and I could picture him shaking his head in disapproval right about now.
"Jesus...I'll tell the lads. They have been really worried about her especially Zayn. But it's only thirty days we thought it was going to be more and that worried all of us." Liam tells me and I shake my head. Honestly I thought it would be worst to but I am so glad that it wasn't as bad as we thought it would be. I'm sure if I didn't drop the charges for her taking my car she would be in jail a hell of a lot longer than thirty days. I'm glad that I did that and that she wouldn't have so many days.
Zoe
- 4 A. M. -
"Wake up!" A unfamiliar voice calls and someone shakes me slowly but roughly. I groan and shake my head swatting the pair of hands away. I just want to sleep. Leave me alone fucker. "Wake up so you can get out of here." I hear them say and my eyes shoot open. They must've brought someone in here with me and they are fucking with me. I shake my head and quickly back asleep.
"I'll just get her. It's cool." I hear another voice as my eyes shut and I fall asleep.
I awaken to a bright white light streaming into my jail cell, feeling a warm fleece like material draped over my body and I smile slightly at the warmth that it brought my body; humming softly but keeping my eyes closed as I do so. I sit up, pushing the cover off of my body and stretch out my arms. Wow, my first night in jail didn't seem so bad. I slept the whole night so that's good. I groan once I get a wiff of something smelling as though it was burning. I snap my eyes open quickly to find myself in a decent sized too painted a burgundy color. I furrow my eyebrows and shake my head, rubbing at my eyes. Where the hell am I?
I climb out of the bed only to find out I am dressed in just a white shirt the words 'Fuck You Have A Nice Day' printed on it. I quickly shake my head and sigh deeply. I was desperately hoping that these past few days have been only a dream and I had just slept with a guy. That would be the best to think. Man I've got to lay off of the weed. Seriously.
"Ugh! Come on." I hear a female voice and then I scratch my head, raising a brow. I slept with a girl? I exhale deeply and quietly open the room door, making my way down the long hallway getting to stairs, going down them slowly. The smell of something burning, rubber like getting stronger as I get to the bottom of the staircase. I cover my mouth holding back the coughs that I wanted to let out.
"Mum, what 're ya doin?" I hear the very familiar voice ring through the house before I hear footsteps coming towards where I was standing. I look in the direction of the noise and see the man that was in Harry's band, Zayn I believe his name was, standing only a few feet away from me now. I look at him and bite my lip slightly embarrassed by the lack of clothing I was wearing. I was half dressed in front of this amazingly attractive man that was probably grossed out by me.
I'm usually not even embarrassed about showing off my body to guy and even women if I have to but something made me blush a bit when he smiled at me. I tug at the shirt wishing that it would somehow get longer though it was already to my knees.
"You're up I see." He says and flashes that breathe taking smile of his. Please kill me now Jesus. I nod and walk over to him allowing him to put an arm around my shoulder and walk with me into the kitchen to see what the hell was going on. As soon as we come into the kitchen, a women looks at both Zayn and myself fanning a plastic serving spoon which I could see was melted. I guess that's what was smelling up the whole house. I hear Zayn laugh and shake his head walking over to the women, pushing her out of the way playfully. "Move ma." He says and I smile a bit. She's his mother. God she's incredibly pretty.
She moved out of Zany's way gladly walking over to me with her arms wide open for a hug. I smile and open my arms shyly for her to hug me. I hug her back and pull back after a few seconds.
"I'm glad to see you up. The boys were all so worried about you." She says and shakes her head and I nod smiling at her.
"That's my ma, Trisha." I hear Zayn say as he pulls open a window and I nod smiling brightly at her. Never in my life have I been so uncomfortable in front of people then at this very moment. I wasn't usually shy or uncomfortable but this was one of Harry's friends and he had no idea about anything that I have been through in my life. Zayn must've seen that I was uncomfortable because he gives his mom a look which made her move away from me back over to him.
"I'm um going to call Harry." I announce and turn on my heels to go upstairs back to the room I was in.
"Not necessary. He's upstairs in my room sleepin' with the rest of the lads." Zayn says to me and I nod slowly, looking down at my toes. "Come on." He chuckles and takes my wrist, walking me upstairs like I was a five year old. I felt a spark run up my arm as he held on to my wrist making me smile a bit. I follow him up to a room a t the end of the hallway and he opens the door, stepping over Niall and Liam who were sleeping on the floor right next to the door; I spot Harry laying on the floor by the window, sleeping away. Louis was in the big queen sized bed, legs and arms sprawled out and he looked exhausted. "They had a fight about who was getting the bed last night and Louis won." Zayn tells me and I laugh a little bit, walking over to Harry and squatting down next to him.
"Harry..." I mumble as I shake him a little bit trying to get him up. He was impossible to wake up sometimes especially when it was early in the morning. "Harry, get up please. I need you up." I mumble and sit next to him on the floor sighing softly. I could feel Zayn looking at me as he walk over to where Harry and I are and he shakes his.
"I got him. Watch this." Zayn says a small smile on his face as he pinches Harrys' butt. I hear him groan and a small 'Ouch' come from his mouth making me laugh a little bit. "Wakey Wake up ." Zayn says and pinches him again harder than he had before.
"Stop it Claire." Harry mumbles and I look down at him frowning slightly. Who the fuck is Claire and why is he saying her name? "Stop." He mumbles and swats Zayns' hands away, rolling over on the floor. "I'm up. I'm up." Harry says and exhales deeply. I knew he wouldn't get up just yet maybe in a half an hour or so.
"C'mon, Zoe is up and she's needing you." Zayn tells him softly, looking up at me and giving me a slight wink as he smiles a tad. A blush creeps up on my cheeks and I look down at Harry trying not to let Zayn see me blushing like a school girl. Why the fuck is he winking at me? Stop Zayn.
"I'm up." Harry says and groans, sitting up slowly with his hands covering his face. I smile a little bit seeing his curls going in every direction indicating that he had a very great rest. I almost felt bad for having to wake him up but not so bad to let him go back to sleep."Hey, Zoey." Harry says a big smile on his face and he pulls me into a hug, puling me down to lay with him. I didn't want to lay with him though, I am still very fucking mad at him for saying what he said but right now I just wanted a hug from him. I smile and lay my head on his chest, closing my eyes. He felt so warm and he smelled so god damn good.
"I'll let you two be. Breakfast should be ready soon if my ma doesn't burn evrythin'." Zayn laughs and shakes his head, leaving the room a few minutes after checking to see if the boys were all asleep. Harry looks at me and smiles a little but I don't smile back. This fucking douchè thinks he can just smile at me like that and look at me like that? No fucking asshole, don't even look at me right now. My mind was running with insults and bad names for the man in front of me right now but I couldn't possibly be mad at him or say it to his face. I was mad but I would not show it.
"You slept good?" Harry asks me rubbiong my back slowly and I shrug, sighing deeply.
"Who got me out of jail? How did you even manage to get me out? It was just thirty days." I say and Harry looks at me for a moment without saying anything.
"I didn't get you out of there it was Zayn and I don't know how he did it, you would have to ask him." Harry tells me, wrapping an arm around me and pressing a kiss to my forehead. Don't fucking kiss me. I shake my head and lay my head on his strong unclothed chest. I sigh softly and close my eyes relaxing into him. Zayn helped me out? Why? I shake my head again and open my eyes, sitting up with Harry. I get up, looking over at Liam who was on his phone quietly.
"Morning Liam." I say, looking at Liam as he takes photo of himself, covers halfway over his face. He flashes me a smile and lays his phone on his chest. "I'm going to go to eat some breakfast." I tell the both of them and they nod, smiling at me. I slowly walk out of the room, stepping over the sleeping Niall who is practically drooling on his pillow. He was adorable. I smile at him and go down the steps into the kitchen, tugging slightly at the shirt I was wearing.
Zany's mother had put seven plates on the counter. I give her a smile and she smiles back at me faintly, pushing a plate towards me.
"Here you go." She says and turns around to wash up her dishes. As I grab for the plate, Harry comes out of no where and takes the plate. I squint my eyes at him as he gives me that cheeky smile of his, dimples on full display. I smile back not even being able to mad at him at the moment. He was so cute. Harry takes the plate and sits down in one of the chairs at the table. I take a plate and sigh softly, taking a seat across from Harry. I slap Harry's hand away from the bacon as he starts to pick up a piece of bacon up to eat it.
"Wait for everyone else." I tell him and he pouts, sitting back in the chair and folding his arms against his chest. "Just wait two seconds." I tell him and he sighs softly, waiting for Liam, Zayn, and Zany's mom to sit at the table. The others weren't up so we wouldn't wait for them to start eating and to tell you the truth I am starving. We start digging into the food, Trisha sparking up a conversation about the boys going back to tour next week.
Harry puts his fork on the table and starts to cough, covering his mouth and put his hand on his chest. He closes his eyes and grabs a hold of his shirt, coughing violently. Everyone looks at him and furrows their eyebrows.
"Oh shit, dude you okay?" Liam asks and gets out of his chair to pat Harry's back. I give him my glass of orange juice but he shakes his head, laying his head against the table. We hear him take a deep breath and fall limp onto the dinning room floor. "Shit! I'm calling ambulance!" Liam says and runs to the phone.

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