8 ??Time for a revenge plan?? (2/2)

”Not interested.” The cold, dark voice said.

Dammit. He was literally there.

The soggy fries in my mouth suddenly tasted worse. The only thought in my head was to run away and that was the exact reason I forced my ass to remain where it was. I was done running. Plus, maybe I could hear their secrets and have an advantage over them.

And then you'll do what? A voice in the back of my mind mocked.

Yeah. I really wasn't interested in ruining other people's lives. I just wanted to be left alone. So, if I heard their secrets I could always flaunt them in their faces when they began to bother me.

I thought it was a pretty cool idea.

Until I saw someone staring accusatorily at me. I was so lost in my evil plot that I hadn't realised someone was standing right in front of me, hands braced over hips.

Hoor.

She plopped down beside me on the bench. ”Are you eavesdropping on the kings' convo?” She whispered.

I made a face at the 'king' part. Cringe. ”I was just here for some peace of mind. And . . . well, I realised it might not be the worst if I heard some of their secrets, you know?”

Her eyes widened. ”I'd only heard of brutally honest before but now I'm looking at it right in the eye.”

I rolled my eyes, popping another soggy fry into my mouth.

”Anyway, I'm in. We hear their secrets. Then what?” She sounded intrigued.

I shrugged. ”I was thinking about that part when you interrupted.”

”Ouch,” She grinned, greyish-black eyes sparkling. ”So, let's snoop and then decide what we should do with that information, okay?”

I nibbled my bottom lip, nodding.

”I just said I'm not interested!” Zayn yelled, making me jump out of my skin.

”Why? Is it because of that girl?” Anyone would think Zeeshan was teasing but his voice held anger.

”Oh, please,” Zayn said. ”You really think Leia is worth even a second of my day?”

I clenched my teeth, ignoring the look Hoor sent my way.

”If she isn't, prove it. Prove that you don't have feelings for your childhood bestie.” Zeeshan challenged and I cringed.

”Such drama,” Hoor whispered, enthralled.

”I don't have anything to prove to you, you jerk.” I heard rustling, as though Zayn was getting up.

Hoor and I made a move to run when we heard it.

”How about a bet?” I could hear the smirk in Anas's voice.