CHAPTER ELEVEN
~ SUNDAY ~
"Ally's a nice name." Chase complimented after he had learnt Ally's first name. "Allison seems too serious for you."
"That's why it's only used when I'm in trouble. Which is often." Ally chuckled.
"You strike me as the type, Trouble."
Ally would have blushed if the nickname hadn't made her blood run cold. Despite knowing it was just a coincidence, it was a common nickname, Ally was still on edge for the rest of the conversation.
"I think your friend wants you back." Chase commented, pointing at Ally's phone that had not stopped buzzing for two minutes. Picking up her phone, she saw Sarah's face on the screen and knew she had to answer it. Turning away from Chase, she pressed 'answer' and Sarah's voice screeched through the phone.
"A, where are you? I swear I wasn't in the shop long enough for someone to steal you. In fact, I didn't think it was possible for someone to steal you." Sarah rambled, worry seeping into her voice.
"S, will you calm down? Geez. You were in there for ages so I decided to grab some food at the Food Court. I'm literally the floor below you." Ally explained.
"Okay, thank God. I really don't want to be murdered by your brothers and boyfriend. And whatever Reid would do to me. Order me some fries and I'll be right there."
Before Ally could reply, Sarah ended the call.
"How rude." Ally muttered, turning back to face Chase.
However, Chase was gone. Looking around the Food Court, Ally saw no sign of the guy she had just spent the past twenty minutes talking to. The only thing assuring Ally that he was real was the scent of his cologne lingering in the air, and a note placed where he had been sat. Staring at it for a minute, Ally wondered if she should read it or not. What if it wasn't for her?
'Nice to meet you, Allison 'Ally' Danvers. Thanks for a great twenty minutes ~ Chase'
Furrowing her eyebrows, Ally looked around for Chase once again but she didn't see anyone who looked even remotely similar to him. How odd. A loud thump sound on the table Ally was sat on interrupted her from her thoughts and she turned to see a flustered Sarah.
"You're awful red considering you only had to carry one bag. I carried the rest." Ally sassed.
"I basically ran down here to make sure someone didn't snatch you up."
"Who did you talk to before we went shopping? Because someone obviously told you to keep an eye on me." Ally glared.
The blonde girl shifted uncomfortably under Ally's heated glare and started fiddling with a stray thread on her top.
"Oh, Sarah." Ally said in a sweet voice, pulling out a particularly nice dress of Sarah's. Lifting up her key, Ally held it up to the dress, ready to rip it if needed.
"Tell me or the dress gets it." Ally threatened.
"Not the dress! Okay, fine!" Sarah squeaked as Ally placed the key on the dress.
Smirking victoriously, Ally gave a look telling her to continue.
"It was Pogue."
Ally rolled her eyes.
"Of course it was."
"And Reid. And Tyler."
Letting out a sigh, Ally shook her head at her family's antics.
"Maybe it a little bit Caleb."
"Oh, they're gonna get it." Ally growled. Sarah looked at her best friend wide eyed before debating about whether she should warn the Sons about what was coming their way. Pure Danvers rage.
