Arranged Marrige To One Direction

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Alexas POV

I walked up to Nialls room. I poked him and he didnt move. "Niall, get the fuck up I wanna go shopping."

"Let me sleep." He groaned.

"Well go straight to the food court."

"Ready." He shot up straight out of bed fully clothed.

"How are you dressed already?" I skeptically asked.

"Its a secret."

"Weird." I ran back to Zayns room to get dressed. Putting on my Captain America shirt and my denim shorts, I practically ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and checked the messages. 3 messages from Yuna.

To Yuna:

Hey Yuna, havent txtd u in 4evr

From Yuna:

Ikr! Howve you been?

To Yuna:

Gonna get married

From Yuna:

OMG!! To who?

To Yuna:

Remembr tht 1 band u saw in concert last year?

From Yuna:

One Direction. Sexy bastards.. So whos the lucky man

To Yuna:

Dont kill me. Im marrying Zayn.

From Yuna:

You bitch! I had called him!!

To Yuna:

Yuna... Im not kidding

From Yuna:

Wht? R u serious

To Yuna:

Yes gtg.. Txt you l8r

From Yuna:

Bye!!

I clicked my phone shut. Yuna was the only one of my friends who bothered to learn English with me. At least she did it with me.

Niall finally came out of the house with a sandwich. "Wow. Were going straight to the food court and you just had to grab a sandwich. You never cease to amaze me."

"I was hungry."

"When arent you hungry?"

"Never." He said while taking a huge bite of the sandwich. I rolled my eyes and we walked down the street. People stopped to stare at us. I just smiled and ignored them. I saw the mall down the street.

"Race you to the mall. Whoever loses has to pay for everything." I challenged.

"Ok. Just know that your going to lose." I walked a few feet ahead of him.

"Ready. Go!" I broke into a mad run, saying ,"Excuse me. Sorry." Everytime I ran into someone. Which was all time.

Niall wouldnt stop shouting, "You cheated! Get back here!!"

I was a good 10 feet ahead when I made it into the mall. I hid behind a 'tree' by the entrance and waited. He walked in, perplexed on my location. I snuck up on him an jumped on his back. "Gotcha Niall! I won the race, now lets eat. Im starving." I got down and we walked to the food court. I ran to eat chinese and Niall went somewhere.

We both met back up with sooooo much food. Im even surprised I grabbed this much. About 5 cartons filed with fried rice, egg rolls, spring rolls, sushi, and chinese doughnuts along with a couple fortune cookies.