I silently snuck down the hall. While Shannon and Ana are talking about stuff I don’t give the slightest fuck about. I’m going to teach the Irish boy a lesson. The lights are out to my advantage. I peer at my surroundings so that I know that nobody will see me when I sneak into the spare room where the boys have their instruments.
I see the shadows cast by Ashton’s drums so I’m careful to avoid them. Pulling my smartphone from my hoodie pocket I double tap the screen and swipe open my flashlight app. The room illuminates with disco lights. As I scan the room for Niall’s acoustic, I trip on something hard and face plant through a thin paper-like surface. As I pull myself to my feet I see the damage. Ashton’s drums. I am fucked.
I quickly scrawled a note on the broken drums:
Babe it was a mistake. I’m serious I was trying not to destroy your drums but I tripped. The rest of the story is pretty clear.
Beanie is sorry.
I scrambled around the drums and snatched Niall’s guitar and made a break for the door. I knew with all the noise I made it was a mere matter of seconds before they caught me. I was upstairs, there was nowhere to run the boys would come from the stair case and I can’t be caught. I slipped the guitar over my back and darted for the window at the end of the hall. There was a ledge outside.
I opened the window abruptly and slipped out onto the ledge. It was only a small space but I could stand. “Thank heaven they can’t find me out here.” I whispered. The sound of the boys running up the stairs was unmistakable. I shut the window and moved to press my body against the wall.
“My drums!” It was Ashton. I doubt he’s ever going to forgive me.
I hold my breath and move further back from the window. They can’t see me. Before I realize what’s happening my foot has slipped off the ledge and I’m going to fall two stories.
As I fall I manage to grasp the ledge with one hand and hold myself there. Niall’s guitar is slipping. ‘NO!’ I think frantically and try to pull it up onto my back so I can secure it. The guitar slips off my back and down. The thud is soft, the guitar might not be damaged. I look down and see a tree directly below me. It’s branches are too thin to support my weight so that’s out of the question.
“Where’s Beanie?!” The angry voice of Niall came from inside. ‘Shit.’ “NIALL! YOUR GUITAR IS OUTSIDE ON THE GROUND!” Zayn screamed.
They ran down the stairs like elephants from what I could hear. I tightened my grip on the ledge so I wouldn’t fall to my death even when they are below me. The shamrock tattoo on my left wrist was dark in the moonlight.
The front door slammed so hard my grip loosened. “My guitar!” Niall yelled. I could hear them running below me. ‘Ash please catch me.’ I thought frantically as my grip was no longer on the ledge but thin air. I hit the tree and fell through the leaves. “BEANIE!!!!” They shouted in unison. I hit something soft and warm. I breathed in a sigh of relief that I wasn’t dead. Ashton’s smell I would recognize anywhere. “Beanie are you alright?” Ash whispered panicked. “Yep.” I groaned burying my face into Ashton’s shirt, “Just an idiot as per usual.”
“Beanie!” Shannon and Ana’s voices shouted as they ran over. “I’m alive.” I groaned into Ashton’s shirt.
Hiya Beanie here I hope you guys enjoyed my first chapter.