☠EDITED☠

I'm so glad I decided to write. So glad I found out about Wattpad. Or I would've never met my best friend.

Braylee's POV:

It's been two days since the plane trip. Two days since Liam was for once nice to me. And, he hasn't stopped.

Maybe he really does want this to work...

Louis hasn't apologized for his reckless behavior. And, I desperately wanted my best friend back. But, Eleanor was happy when she saw me.

And, Niall and Harry aren't fond of me. And, Zayn? He's not much better.

I sigh as I look at the faces circling me, "What the hell is this about?"

"We need to ask you of something." Niall starts.

And, then they tell me. They tell me all my dad's done.

"And why should I help you? You killed my brother." I retort.

"We did your brother a favor. Your dad was going to kill him sooner or later." Louis snorts, angrily.

I glare at him, "You still killed him."

Liam smiles slightly, "We really, really need you for this Braylee. This is all we need. Don't you hate your dad, anyway?"

I think it over, "Fine, I'll do it."

They all grin, "Pack your bags, Braylee. You're going home."
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Short af :(