The Gang // AU One Direction

Chapter 10

Zayn and I had been waiting for Harry to wake up and make breakfast for two hours. We were starving.

"Is McDonalds open?" He asked me flipping through the tv channels.

"I'm sure it is." I replied.

"Let's go." He shut the tv off and jumped up.

"We can't just leave." I said, watching him go pull on his jacket and shoes.

"Sure we can. Nobody's gonna be up before we get back." Zayn assured. "Are you coming ?"

"I'll go get my jacket." I sighed and he smirked at me as I headed towards my room quietly. I tip toed into my room and grabbed my blue jacket and flip flops slipping them on and walking out. I was in sweatpants and a Rolling Stones shirt. Zayn was looking through the sets of keys on the counter in the kitchen. He grabbed a set and met me at the door.

"So we're taking Jenna's car?" I asked. He laughed.

"Well I'm not walking. But if you want to then go right ahea-" He started.

"Nope I'm good." I opened the front door and headed towards Jenna's car. Zayn unlocked the doors and I got in the passenger side. "Are you sure Jenna's not gonna be pissed that you took her car?"

"She won't know. Relax Cal. I got this." He laughed, starting the car. We drive down our road and I leaned my head against the window watching the sun make its way up. "We'll go in and eat."

"Alright." I said almost too quiet for my own ears to hear. My eyes involuntarily shut pushing me into an unwanted slumber.

It felt like I had slept for years when Zayn was shaking my shoulder, consecutively saying my name over and over.

"I'm up," I had said keeping my eyes closed. But of course he continued. In annoyance I shot up with my hand held in the air. "I'm up!"

"Holy shit! Don't kill me!" He yelled laughing. Ass hole...

"Why are we still in the car? Food is right there." I spoke quickly unbuckling my seatbelt and running to the doors. Not even waiting for Zayn, I went in and found myself at the counter looking at the menu.

"What can I get for you?" A man maybe in his early twenties asked wearing the required uniform. His name tag said 'Patrick'.

"Well Patrick, I will have a bacon and egg McGriddle with two hash browns and some orange juice. My friend is coming right now so hold on a second." I held up my finger and Zayn walked up behind me as of on cue.

"I swear you are like the fucking energizer bunny." He muttered. I smirked at him.

"I ordered my food. Go ahead." I gestured for him to give his order to Patrick. Once we payed and had our food, Zayn checked the time on a clock.

"Let's go in the play place." He ordered and I followed him to the empty kids area of McDonalds. We sat down and I took a big gulp of my pulp free orange juice.

"Why are we in the play place? We're not three." I asked confused.

"For your information I played in this thing until I was ten and it's nice in here." He smiled and I took a bite of my hash brown. It wasn't as warm as I would've liked my breakfast foods to be but I was hungry enough to ignore it.

I took a look at the huge contraption next to us. It was mocking me... "You know... I've never actually played in one of these things."

"You're joking." I looked back at Zayn and shook my head.

"Nope. I speak the truth." I laughed and he just stared at me with disbelief. "What?"

"I can't believe you've never been in a play place. It's like heaven for children. It's like a magical land they can escape too. How?!"