My Boys

When Tara was little, she had a best friend but then had to move away. She found a new best friend but once again had to move. She found another best friend but was forced to move. Once again, she finds a new best friend and then has to move. This best friend, gets Tara into a bit of trouble with her parents. So once again she has to move. Each of her best friends gave her a present before leaving and she always kept them. When Tara starts out at a brand new school and makes plenty of friends, everything goes well. That is until the fist day of high school when she sees people she never thought see would ever see again. Will that all become best friends? Will anyone of them fall for Tara?

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13. Zayn to the Rescue

~Tara's POV~

I get a little sleep but my head is pounding. I see an officer reading the paper. I look at the front page and groan. There's a picture of the man from last night and I at the theater making out and another of him looking at the camera. Thankfully, my face isn't shown. 'Now my parents won't know it's me.' I say to myself.

I look at the officer and clear my throat. "Did you want something?" he asks. "Yes. I want my call." I say. I've watched crime shows so I know that you get a call. He nods his head, unlocks the cell, and leads me to the phone. I dial Zayn's number but he doesn't answer. I put the phone back and look at the officer. "No answer?" I nod my head yes. "You can try again later." He says and locks me back in the cell.

~Zayn's POV~

I hear my cell phone ring but just ignore it assuming it's my mom and just go back to sleep.

~Tara's POV~

Later that day, I ask the officer if I can my a call. He says yes and leads me over to the phone once again. I dial Zayn's number and listen to it ring a few times.

"Hello?" He says sleepily. "Zayn. It's Tara. I need your help." "Your parents?" He asks. "Not exactly. You see I'm kinda in jail." "What do you mean you're kinda in jail?" He says. "It's a long story. Just come down to the police station and bail me out. Please?" I ask. "Ok. I'll be there in fifteen." Zayn says and hangs up. The officer then takes me back to my cell as I wait for Zayn to arrive.

~Zayn's POV~

I hear my phone ring again and decide to answer it this time. "Hello?" He say sleepily and with a hangover. "Zayn. It's Tara. I need your help." "Your parents?" I ask. "Not exactly. You see I'm kinda in jail." "What do you mean you're kinda in jail?" I say more wide awake. "It's a long story. Just come down to the police station and bail me out. Please?" Tara asks. "Ok. I'll be there in fifteen." I say and hang up.

I would rather go back to sleep but I know Tara needs my help. I get up and walk to the police station in the same clothes as yesterday. I get there and give them money to bail Tara out. An officer brings her out and we are free to leave.

"Can we get something to eat?" She asks. I nod my head and we head to Starbucks. We both get something to eat and a coffee. "So tell me how you got arrested." I say and she tells me the whole story. "Wow Tara. You got yourself into a big mess." I say when she finishes. "I know. And thanks for bailing me out." "No problem."

We get up and throw our trash away before walking to her house. We stop outside her house. "You want me to go in with you and explain what happened?" "If you mean tell them a lie then yes. They won't believe me but if you tell them they should." I nod my head and we walk inside.

"Tara is that you?" A womanly voice calls. "Yes." Tara replies. A man and woman come in the room and I see a few guys standing in the doorway of the living room and a few on the stairs.

"Where have you been young lady?" "Sir, if I may?" I ask him. He nods his head at me. "Tara called me last night to hang out and we did. Well we went back to my house and fell asleep. Not together though. And Tara just forgot to call to say see was staying with me." I tell him. "Is this true Tara?" Her mother asks and Tara nods her head confidently. 

"What's your name Son?" Her father asks. "Zayn." I tell him and shake his hand which was held out to me. "Thanks for letting her stay at your house. I'm glad to know she wasn't walking home in the dark where she could've gotten raped." I nod my head and tell him I had to leave.

I say bye to Tara and head home.

~Tara's POV~

The officer unlocks the cell and leads me to the lobby. I see Zayn there and we leave. "Can we get something to eat?" I ask. He nods his head and we head to Starbucks. We both get something to eat and a coffee. "So tell me how you got arrested." Zayn says and I tell him the whole story. "Wow Tara. You got yourself into a big mess." He says when I finish. "I know. And thanks for bailing me out." "No problem."

We get up and throw our trash away before walking to my house. We stop outside the house. "You want me to go in with you and explain what happened?" "If you mean tell them a lie then yes. They won't believe me but if you tell them they should." He nods his head and we walk inside.

"Tara is that you?" My mother calls. "Yes." I reply. My mom and dad come in the room and I see a few of my brothers standing in the doorway of the living room and a few on the stairs.

"Where have you been young lady?" "Sir, if I may?" Zayn asks him. He nods his head at Zayn. "Tara called me last night to hang out and we did. Well we went back to my house and fell asleep. Not together though. And Tara just forgot to call to say see was staying with me." He tells my father. "Is this true Tara?" Mother asks and I nods my head confidently. 

"What's your name Son?" Father asks. "Zayn." He tells him and shake his hand which was held out to him. "Thanks for letting her stay at your house. I'm glad to know she wasn't walking home in the dark where she could've gotten raped." Zayn nods his head and tells him he has to leave.

I say bye to Zayn and he heads home. My parents tell me I'm not grounded. I then go upstairs and take a shower. When my mom says that supper is ready, I rush down the stairs since I haven't had much to eat. After supper, I go straight to bed.

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