Kidnapped by Joe Sugg

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"Well that was hella fücking long," Calum grunts as we get our luggage from the baggage claim.

"At least you didn't have to sit with a guy who basically took up his, AND my seat," Ashton mumbles.

    I completely ignore their complaints, too focused on the fact that I'm going to see Joe...
Hopefully soon. We basically Twitter dm'd each other the entire time, planning out a collab and other things.

Let's just say that I'm extremely excited.

"Having a vision, That So Raven?" Michael chuckles, waving his hand in my face, "you were staring off into space for a bit there,"

"N-no," I stutter, "I just don't know which hotel we should stay in,"

"I say go with the classic Holiday Inn. Not too expensive, but also not crappy," Ashton replies.

"Fine with me" I sigh, "but I get my own bed,"

"But there's gonna be like two beds," Michael points out.

"Then sleep on the floor," I shrug, they all grunting in response.

"By the way we are gonna have to walk, "Luke says, "we need to save our cash,"

"We are not walking at this time of night you idiot," Ashton sighs, "call an uber so we can pay with a card,"

"I don't trust ubers," Michael speak up, crossing his hands over his chest.

"But we take them all the time back home?" Calum chuckles, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah but there are no bad people in Australia," Michael

"You live there though?" I laugh, his eyes narrowing.

"Gonna have to take one anyway since he'll be here in about 10 minutes," Luke announces.

Michael grunts a bit, but doesn't make too much of a fuss as we make our way to the exit. It's honestly going to take some time for me to feel safe here in England, definitely due to all of the things that happened... But if possible I'd love to get my own little apartment again.

Ten minutes later and the uber arrives, greeting us as we all hop in. It's a black van, not sketchy at all... Ami'right? I watch Michael's face carefully, seeing his 'told ya so' look once I'm in the passenger seat of the uber.

Whatever, uber drivers are payed to do their job so we'll be fine.

"We should go to Nandos while we're here," I hear Luke mention from the back.

"But we have Nandos where we live," Ashton scoffs, a giggle following.

"Where are you guys from?" The uber driver speaks up, startling me a bit.

"Aust-" I start, only to be cut off my Michael.

"America!" He shouts in an American accent.

God damnit Michael! I can barely even do my own accent.

"That's cool... Where in the states?" The uber driver asks. Okay, you can stop with the questions now.

"We're all from Maine," Michael replies in his new accent, but I'll give him credit because it's actually pretty good.

But why Maine?

I look down at my phone to see a Twitter alert from @Joe_Sugg. Sadly, it was only a notification (yes I do have his notifications turned on) but the tweet in itself sent butterflies through it my stomach.