Chapter 3

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Dreas POV

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I hear the pounding of feet behind me.


"Drea, don't go in there, the clown!''


I smile as I shake my head and sigh. Mel and those damn clowns. The pounding of feet stop. There is a gasp, a squeal. Michael snorts as he tries to contain his laughter. Ashton and Luke try to casual avert their eyes. Calum looks at his shoes as he tries to hide his blush. I laugh as I watch the boy's reactions, judging by their faces Mel forgot to put on clothes before she ran out here to warn me of the killer clown.  I turn around and sure enough...

" Mel, go put some clothes on"


She nods and runs out of the living room faster than a bat out of hell.


"Sooo....." Luke says awkwardly as he rubs the back of his neck. I smile at his awkwardness.


"Do you all wanna play some cod?", I ask as I squeeze on the couch between Mikey and Calum.  I wiggle around to try and get comfortable, I end up with my head in Mikey's lap and my feet on Calum.


"Alright, who wants to play me first?" I ask as I grab an Xbox controller.



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