Jordan’s POV

I was about to snap when the doorbell rang. Saved by the bell.

I opened it up and it was the postman.
“Um… is Mr. Bill Ding here?”
“Yeah… I’m his cousin. I’ll take it.”
I grabbed the box. It wasn't bigger than a breadbox. Who ordered it and what it is?
“Um…” I used my ‘guy’ voice, “I have a package for Bill Ding.”
“I was wondering when that was going to come. Came a lot quicker than I thought it would.” Mikey grabbed the box out of my hands and walked into the kitchen, “Do you have any scissors?”
“Come on Mikey we are in the middle of a game,” Niall whined. Mikey rolled his eyes and reluctantly sat down with the package in his lap.
“Alright, my turn.” It was Dot, “Jordan truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to open Mikey's package.”
I looked at Mikey with a smirk.
“Is what you ordered fragile?”
“Um.. no.” He was confused.
I stood up, grabbed the box out of Mikey's hands and walked to the kitchen with Dot and Mikey in tow. I went to the drawer and pulled out red tape. I placed the red tape over the package’s packing tape, then I put a red ‘x’ on the wall behind the box. The rest of the people came wandering over.
I ran upstairs into my room. When I open my closet doors I noticed that my diary was next to my shoes, not my knives. Whatever. I grabbed three knives and ran down stairs. The 5SOS boys looked confused, the 1D boys worried and Dot looked rather excited.
“Get out of the way.”
I didn't need to say it twice, everyone lined up against the walls. I threw the first knife and it ran right along the tape, cutting it open. Since I didn't need the other two knives, I just threw them and they landed on the ‘x’.

Mikey's POV

What.

Calum’s POV

The fuck.

Luke's POV

Just.

Ashton’s POV

Happened.
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I was later that night and everyone had gone to sleep. I was still wide awake. Thinking. That's all I could do. For one, why did Jordan not want Mikey to prank call her mom? She said it was physically impossible for her to do it. Does that mean she doesn't have her mom’s phone number? Shit, Does that mean she doesn't have a mom? This is too much. I need to talk to someone who knows about Jordan. Dot. I need to talk to Dot. I shot up into a sitting position. We were sleeping in the basement. Dot was in the living room upstairs.
I slowly got out of my sleeping bag, trying my best not to wake anybody.
“Where are you going?”
“Mikey, why aren't you asleep?”
“I've been too busy thinking. Why aren't you asleep?”
“Same as you.”
“So where are you going?”
Should I lie? No, I shouldn't.
“To talk to Dot.”
“About?”
“Jordan.”
“I'm coming.”
“WHAT?”
“SHH. Your lucky Calum and Luke aren’t light sleepers.” He got out of his sleeping bag and started going up the stairs, “Are you coming?”
I nodded and started walking up the stairs. When we got to the living room, Dot wasn't there.
“Where the fuck is she?” I could feel my anger rising.
“Maybe she is behind you in the kitchen making hot cocoa.”
Mikey and I snapped around to come face to face with none other than Dot herself.
“Why are you looking for me?”
“We wanted to talk,” I said calmly.
“Okay.” She walked to the living room, “What do you want to talk about?”
“Well it's more of a who, but-”
“You want to talk about Jordan don't you?” She completely cut off Mikey.
“Yeah,” I said in an undertone.
“Fire away.” She plopped down on the couch and sipped her cocoa.
We asked her quite a few questions. By the end of the night, we knew that she had lost her parents, cut and found safety in music. We knew how she and Dot meet, and that Jordan no longer goes to school, but takes an online course. We learned about Matt, Jordan’s ex, and Jay, Dot’s ex. But at the end of the night, there was only one question left.
“Do the One Direction boys know all this?” It was a simple, but important question.
“They know some but not all of it.”
“Did you tell them?”
“Nope.” She said popping the ‘p’.
“Then how-”
“They found her diary.”
My eyes widened. One how did she know that? Two why are they boys going through her diary? Is one of them interested in her? They better not be. She mine!