Kidnapped By One Direction

Chapter 13

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Rosaly's P.O.V.

Recap:

After a little bit more of shooting, I heard somebody open the door.

Oh shit.

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What am I suppose to do now? Um... I could hide? But where?

I look all around the basketball court but before I found a place they ended up finding me.

"Rosaly? What are you doing in here?"

"Um... I was just... You see I..." Why can't I finish my own freakin sentences? "I just found this place because I thought it was a closet but then I turned on the light and then I just started shooting, you know?"

I hope they aren't like Clueless and this is their room so they tackle me to the ground.

They just laugh a little at my response, "You don't need to act all nervous I am not going to murder you for playing on our court,"

"Ya... Right. Well I think I'm just gonna go now," I try and awkwardly dismiss myself and head towards the door.

"No Rosaly you don't have to leave lets play a little one on one?"

"If you insist but be prepared to get your ass kicked," I smirk and walk back towards the center of the court.

"Oh you are so going down. You get the ball first. You are gonna need that extra head start,"

"Don't mind if I do. Get ready to lose pretty boy,"

I get on my side of the court and start to dribble the ball back and forth between my hands.

He presses a button on the wall and the scoreboard lights up. He is home and I'm visitor.

"3, 2, 1.... GO!" I say and start to dribble up the court to his side.

He walks up to the half court line and starts to do his part on defense. It is literally so cute how he thinks he is going to win.

His defense position is way too easy to get past. I fake him out on the right and go around him on the left.

I quickly do a layup and it goes in.

"Who needs the head start now?" I say as I get to my side of the court.

"That was a lucky shot you are so going down!"

"Ya whatever you say pretty boy,"

He dribbles down the court standing straight up which was an easy steal of the ball and I dribble the ball to the three point line and shoot.

Like always it make it in.

"Haha loser!" I say while making an 'L' with my fingers and holding it up.

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By the end of the game the score is 23-7.

I thought this was going to be a pretty equal game but he proved me wrong by sucking terribly.

"You should really learn how to dribble the ball better," I laugh at the boy standing in front of me pouting.

"You cheated and you know it!"

"I did not your just embarrassed because you just got beat by a girl,"

"No," he mumbles under his breathe and crosses his arms.