Trapped! (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter - 4

"Look at this," Ari pulled me and held up her shoulder sleeve. I knew what I was going to see. She'd recently gotten a tattoo of Ke$ha. But now that I looked closer I saw a tiny autograph next to it. "Wow! Don't you think the ink will come off when you shower or get water on it or something?"

"No way," Ari shook her head, stubbornly. "I begged her to use permanent ink. And I also got this!"

She dug into her pockets for a rolled up poster of Ed Sheeran. He had signed his name and regards in loopy writing with a little heart saying, "Love to Ari". Ari screamed and jumped up and down. "C'mon, Car-car! Let's part-ay!"  She began bumping her hips into me. I nearly lost my footing and fell onto Zayn behind me! Fortunately he caught me just before I hit the floor.

"Hey!" Zayn said, laughing at me, upside down. "How's it hanging in there?"

Before I could try to escape Zayn swung me over his shoulder. Wow he really was strong. Or maybe I was just light. Because he held me with one hand, barely.

"Yo, Zayn," Harry laughed when he saw me pounding on Zayn's back. "What're you trying to do it? Poor thing. And poor you. I heard from Jason that she has mega strength. She'll be sending you flying, if you don't watch out." Harry winked and gloated away to Taylor. 

"Now will you let me down?" I said, half laughing and half annoyed. "Seriously, I just entered the party and we've gotten close enough for you to swing me over your shoulder."

"Not that I care," Zayn laughed, slightly tickling me. "But I was one of your best friends when we went into high school."

"Before you hurt me and moved away," I thought for a moment before adding, "Before you got famous for saying something in rhythm. Famous with the girls anyway."

"OMG, do you remember Claire and Blaire?" Zayn doubled over laughing.

"Duh," I said in Claire impression. I had my hands on my hips, with a small, flirty pout and a way of standing on my tip toes. "They chased after you a hell lot, I remember. And remember when Anderson moved to the school?"

"Yeah, the girls thankfully stopped badgering me and chased me around the school," Zayn chuckled. "And especially when he hid in the boys restroom to have his lunch so that the girls wouldn't find him and embarrass him in front of the others."

"OMG, I miss old times," I said, hugging Zayn. "I feel like I don't want to go back."

Zayn shrugged, hugging me back. "You don't have to. We 1D boys have a whole two floor apartment to ourselves. It's pretty big and spacious and there are still two bedrooms left, considering that Eleanor and Danielle stays with us. Taylor sometimes hits the bed somewhere out. But she has her own bedroom here."

I didn't realize we hadn't ended our hug. I saw Louis heading for us. I quickly stepped back to reach for a smoothie. Too late.

"Ah," Louis said, chuckling. God, he and Harry are so annoying! "I see. Already a teensy weensy bit c lose, eh? I suppose the fact that you used to go to the same school and be friends inclined the level to a bit of... love?"

Zayn slapped Louis, playfully and Louis put on a hut face, his palm on his cheek. Then he changed expressions to indignant. "Oh, well, really? I have proof that you are in looooveee. I don't think Carly would give me a hug, eh?"

I raised my eyebrows, amused but went closer to Louis and gave him a quick but satisfactory hug. 

"That's okay, but not one of the best," he winked at me and patted me on the head.

"LOL, he and Harry are the most annoying boys of us," Zayn said. "Especially when Harry makes a stupid suggestion or pun. Do you know what he called all of us?"