Chapter Twenty-Five
Zoe's Point Of View

"Nothing I can see but you, when you dance, dance, dance!" I sing out to myself as I make my way to Jack, Josh, and Conor's apartment where Mandy is staying.

You must be wondering how I know, go back to the day at the beach.

I park at the small parking area and get out of the car locking it behind me.

Walking up to the door sending a quick text to Mandy.

Me: Here xx

She never came out, I then buzzed the buzzer for the apartment door.

Jack answered, I slightly felt nervous.

As of course he doesn't have a clue.

"Hi Zoe." Jack said.

"Hi Jack, I'm coming for Mandy. Is she ready?" I ask.

"Ready for what?..." Jack asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Eh... uh... Well I'm taking her sightseeing around London." I completely lied, being one hundred percent honest I hate lying.

"But I can do that, why didn't she take me?" Jack asked, being really nosy.

"I just need her okay. Go and get her." I demand, trying to look forceful.

"No-no-no, she's staying with me." He demanded.

"Well who can take her to the beauty salon...?" I ask, hand on hip.

"Fine..." He gives in, then walks away for a few minutes.

Then Mandy comes out, with her backpack.

Walking hand in hand.

"Wait..." Jack says, suspiciously.

"Why do you have a backpack." He asked.

"I'm going away." Mandy said, Jack had the most mystified look on his face.

She looked to me and nodded, we ran to my car.

Jumped in, then drove off.

"I feel bad now." Mandy said, head in hands.

I knew she wanted to go home, so I drove us back without her knowing.

She fell asleep, so I carried her to the apartment door and Conor opened it, I handed Mandy to her and got back into the car.

Drove to Joe's and knocked onto his door.

"Hya Zo." He said, engulfing me into a hug.

"Lovely." I say, crushed.