Chapter 2

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"Shawty what the hell?" Y/n asked her mom, very confused and slightly in awe as she was in the presence of none other than One Direction.

"I- I- I needed money to pay for my cable subscription and for my gambling addiction, so I had to sell you to one direction. I actually didn't get that much money out of it if I'm honest, should've sold you to 5sos instead now that I'm thinking about it." Her mom replied, beginning to mumble to herself as she had second thoughts.

"L"

"Nial Stfu I'll make you go sit in the car"

"Sorry"

"Addiction is a disease mom, you literally need help. Also wtf?? You could've done so many other things instead of selling me, like becoming a stripper or selling my brother instead." Y/n replied, really pissed at her mom for selling her.

"S- Sorry honey. You probably won't have to go to school anymore, on the bright side."

"Wait seriously?? Yeah screw you mom I'm leaving with these fuckers now."

"Were you not going to come with us before that..?" Liam asks.

"Hell no. This is like 12 different types of illegal so I literally could've called the popo and all of y'all would go to prison, but not having to go to school is worth getting sold for."

"Fair enough" Harry said, giving his completely unwanted two cents.

After Y/n dapped her mom up, the five men led the unnaturally short teenager to their sparkly pink party bus, modelled after that one barbie set with the hot tub that we all wanted as kids but never got.

The six of them then sat in a very awkward silence for the almost whole 45 minute car trip cause they just bought this chick what the hell are you supposed to say??? At one point Zayn tried to make conversation:

"So, uh, do you collect like Pokémon cards or something?"

"Why the fuck would I collect Pokémon cards? Also you genuinely just bought me like I'm a child slave and you're asking me if I collect Pokémon cards?? Read the room man."

Ok, yeah, my bad bruv."

"Oh my god I'm gonna puke please never say that again."

"Bruv..?"

"Y/n proceeded to loose her froot loops and watered down appy juice all over his custom designer completely unique one of a kind white air force ones, putting an end to that horrifying conversation.

Soon after, they arrived at their multibillion massive mansion that rivalled those castles you see in the old barbie films from the early 2000's. Like seriously it was one of those massive castles you put in your Pinterest board for your future when you're 13.

 Like seriously it was one of those massive castles you put in your Pinterest board for your future when you're 13

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"Welcome to your new home, y/n."

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