Trapped 5: Happily Ever After *Sequel To Trapped 4: You've Changed My Life*

Chapter 14-Phone War

"Niall?" I call, but he appears to be ignoring me, "Niall give me my phone."

"Uh..........I'd rather not," he stutters with the most guilty look on his face ever.

I sit up and immediately try to snatch the phone out of his hands. He raises his hand up in the air so I can't grab it and then gets off the bed. I'm not giving up without a fight. It's my phone I deserve to see what the message says.

"Give me my phone!" I yell as I jump on top of his back like a maniac who's lost their mind.

"There's nothing you need to see," Niall reassures me.

"Am I the only one that's actually enjoying watching this?!?" Harry manages to say while he continues laughing his ass off.

"Harry tell him to give me my phone," I instruct.

"But if I do then it'll ruin the fun. Don't stop. Keep going. Damn I should've brought popcorn and my camera."

"You're such a help," I mutter sarcastically.

As I continue riding on top of Niall's back, I decide to pull his hair, hoping he'll drop my phone.

"Fuck!" He yells when I give one good tug on his hair.

"Give me my phone!"

"I told you that there's nothing to see-"

"Then why won't you give me my phone?!?" I interrupt, slowly losing my patience with him.

I hear my phone go off once again, causing Niall and I to exchange a quick glance. And then all hell broke loose. I pull Niall's hair once again and then the next thing that we both hear is the sound of my phone hitting the floor. I jump off Niall's back and dive to the floor, just barely grasping the phone in my hands. Not even a second later, I feel Niall lie on top of me.

"Get off!" I yell.

I begin to unlock my phone when just as I press the unlock button my phone is suddenly swiped out of my hands from Niall. Dammit!

"I'm not letting you see this message," Niall states as he holds my phone high above his head.

"And what's gonna keep me from seeing that message?" I ask as I place my hands on my hips in a very sassy way.

"Well, since you asked. This," he smirks as he begins to press the delete button.

"You wouldn't dare. Don't you dare delete it," I growl.

"Try me."

"Why do you not want me to see the message?" I ask.

"Because you just can't-"

"But it was sent to my phone so that means I have to see it. Otherwise the person who sent it wouldn't have sent it to my phone. Now tell me the truth, what does the message say?" I ask, trying my best to calm myself down before I completely lose it and take my anger out on Niall which I really don't want to do.

"It was just Liam asking you if he knew where I went."

"So then why are you freaking out so much and not letting me read the message?" I glare, "now what does it really say?"

"That is what it says. I'm not lying," he reassures me.

"Shit's getting real tonight," Harry chuckles to himself as he continues watching Niall and I argue like a hawk.

"Then show me the message to prove to me that you're not lying," I state, knowing he's lying, "Niall please don't lie to me. I've been lied to enough-"