Kidnapped

Chapter 2: Memories To Nightmares

Nick POV

"Karl give me that back" I laugh as the brunette runs around with my white bandana in his hands, desperately trying to put it on his head.

"One go! Just one I just want to try it!" He pleads with his bottom lip out and I roll my eyes, motioning him to come over to me. I start to place the bandana neatly under his locks of hair.

"Sapnap that's mine give it back to me" George laughed as he watched Nick goof around with his goggles on, trying to impersonate his accent. "SaPnAP tHATs mINe gIvE iT bAcK" George launched himself over at Sapnap, snatching the glasses from his face. "You can wear them when you can actually do a British accent" he laughed, walking away with a smirk on his face.

"Nick? Hello?" I look around and notice I'm now sitting at lunch. I rub the back of my head and look up to a confused looking Karl, still wearing my bandana. "Sorry I must've zoned out there" I mumble, rubbing my face.

"You've barely said anything since this morning, you should eat something you look pale" I roll my eyes and smile at him. "You tryna say I look like shit?" I laugh, taking my food out and looking across the table, Clay and Alex in their own conversation.

"No! Its just I want to make sure you're taking care of yourself" I take a bite of my sandwich and use my other hand to take my bandana off Karl, re adjusting it to fit onto my head. "Hey! I was just getting used to that" he complained. "Tough, its my brand"

I finished my food relatively quickly, although I could feel a headache coming on from all the thinking ive been doing today. Im starting to think seeing Georges mum yesterday wasn't such a good idea after all.

"Come on it'll be fun, trust me!" Nick said, trying to convince George to agree. "But Sapnapppp, you know I hate social interactions" George complained, huffing for dramatic affect. "Please? For me?" Nick pleaded, his bottom lip stuck out and his hands together, he didnt budge until George gave in "Fine fine, but you owe me, Whose party is it?" He asked, now paying attention. "Well Wilbur is hosting it, Its to celebrate our team winning the finals!" Nick said, ecstatic that he somehow convinced George to go to a party.

"-does that sound good to you guys?" Clay asked, walking up to his car the others agreeing then looking at me. "You in Nick?" I just nod a response, no idea as to what I just agreed to. "Okay then let's go" as everyone started to pile into the car I did the same, putting my seatbelt on and hoping for the best.

Clay ended up pulling the car outside a restaurant, we all got out, taking our bags with us as we headed inside. We got seated and were given menus, most of us just chatting amongst each other.

"Whats that over there?" Karl enquired, looking opposite us out the window were some construction was going on. "They're making a milkshake bar over there, it's supposed to open in like a week or so" Alex answered, Karls face lighting up.

"Can we go there when it opens?" He asks and I smile at his childishness. "Yeah of course we can, we know how much you love your milkshakes" I stated, a waiter coming over and taking our orders before then taking our menus.

"You cant beat a chocolate milkshake Karl" George stated, slurping it though a straw. "I know George but come on vanilla is underrated" George shook his head "Thoughts on strawberry milkshake?" Karl asked and Alex made a sick face "Absolutely not, its the worst one" Clay laughed, Nodding in agreement "I dont mind it" George added. Nick watched as the boys got into debates on which milkshake was better, it was really entertaining. They only came to this restaurant to get George and Karl their milkshakes which they would beg for.

"Nick your food? Hello?" I blinked as a hand came waving across my face. "Did you not get much sleep last night? You keep blanking" Karl asked and I take a sip of my Fanta "Yeah Im drained, I'm probably going to go to sleep once we finish up here" I say, picking my fork up ready to dig into my food, my body not so hungry anymore.