Trapped 6: Going The Distance (Sequel To Trapped 5: Happily Ever After)

Chapter 32-Karaoke Dokey

*Harry's POV*

"Since when did this start happening?" I ask as I try my best to restrain myself from choking Niall because of his stupidity.

"Well-" Perrie begins.

"No bitch, I don't wanna hear what you have to say because I didn't ask you. Are you fucking retarded or something?? I asked Niall, and, last time I checked, Niall has a dick and you don't, so shut the fuck up," I snap, causing Perrie's jaw to drop at my insult, but someone had to say it.

"We started but then-"

"Don't even tell me because I don't care anymore-"

"Dude what is your problem?!?!?" Niall barks, "your attitude sucks and you always act as though you have something shoved up your ass 24/7. It's not our fault that your mom hates you but you don't have to go and take your anger out on us! Leave us the hell alone! You're over Perrie, or at least you say you are, so why do you care so much if I sleep with her or not?!?"

"Because you're making a huge mistake!!!!" 

"No, maybe my mistake was choosing to be friends with you."

*Liz's POV*

I look both ways before beginning to cross the street when I hear my name being called from behind. I turn around to see Liam, clearly hurt from earlier. I was mad, I was hurt myself, but I didn't mean to take my anger and rejection out that way making it seem like I hate his guts, which I don't. Instead of explaining, I just let my tears begin to fall as I walk towards him and allow him to embrace me in a hug. He strokes my hair as he keeps shushing me. 

"I know it hurts seeing your mother with another man but there's nothing you can do," he whispers understandingly, "unless you try to break them up."

That's a genius idea. A sly grin appears on my face as my tears begin to dry and I look up to see Liam's scruffy face looking down at me with a worried expression on his face. I'm honestly surprised that he understands this so well and that he didn't bring up my rejection. I can tell he regrets giving me the idea.

"Please don't go screw with your mother's love lie. I get the fact that you hate Nathan but if you break them up, he'll go after you-"

"He doesn't even love her! What difference does it make?!?" I scream rather loudly.

"Liz calm down.......Just try to break them up in the simplest way. Don't go to all the trouble."

"Fine," I sigh before letting go of Liam and heading back inside.

He follows me like a little lost puppy, probably concerned of what I might to do to separate my mother. I enter the dining room and take my seat, grabbing my utensils and digging right back into my steak as though nothing happened. I've got Nathan now.....

"So Nathan," I begin as I chew on my steak.

"Lizzie please don't chew with your mouth full," my mother scolds, "it's rude and it's gross."

"What do you do for a living?" I ask, ignoring my mother.

I already know this answer, and he knows it too. When I finish my question, Nathan suddenly turns pale and stops chewing his food, shifting uncomfortably in his seat as he stalls.

"Well?" I push.

"I'm......um......currently out of work......" he mumbles nervously.

"Well what did you do before that?" I ask, smirking.

"Umm........it's not the best job in the world....."

"Were you the owner of slaves that you used for sex?" I smirk causing Nathan to shoot me a death glare.

"Lizzie how are you old enough to know what that word means?" My mother practically gasps.

"Yeah Lizzie," Nathan smirks, knowing that now is payback time, "how do you know that?"

I mimic the same face Nathan gave me and look my mother dead in the eye, shaking my head. I'm over the age of 18 I know what sex is very well and she knows this. I don't look 15, 16, 17, or 18. I look like an adult and she knows it. She just wants to treat me as though I'm still her little girl.

"Because I've done it, many times," I smile, causing my mother to nearly die at the thought of her daughter naked in a bed with a boy, "in fact, I'm pregnant. Right Liam?"

"WHAT?!?!" Liam suddenly panics because he knows my mother's going to murder him, "um....Liz.....we never discussed this," he grits through his teeth."

"Of course we did. We both said that we were ready and then we made love in his bed. It was fascinating."

"Liz," Liam scolds, "now would be a good time to stop talking."

Hell no, I got this under control and I plan to catch Nathan in the act to split him and my mother up.

"Why? At least I'm being honest, unlike some people," I glare at Nathan.

Oh yeah buddy, it's war now.......

 *Eleanor's POV*

I'm reluctantly tugged along as Louis and our friends eagerly rush into a karaoke bar, ready to let loose and have fun. I'm fine with having fun, but having fun in a bar is another story. 

"Remind me again why you guys are dragging me here?" I ask as Louis tugs my hand inside as the moon begins to become visible.

"Because we want you to have fun," he quickly answers, "Zayn have you heard from Liz or Liam?"

"They won't pick up their phones, but they ring. So no, I haven't."

The door burst open to see two drunk girls standing on the runway singing (if you'd even call it singing. In reality they were just screaming an extremely out of tune version of We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together by Taylor Swift) while clinging onto each other, both wearing jean shorty shorts and bras. I can tell their appearance is giving Louis a boner, but he tries to not make note of it because of me. I think that now the boys are here, they regret coming in the first place.

"I'm going to go get us some drinks," he smile before letting go of my hand. 

As our hands slide apart, a sudden light shines on our linked hands, shining on a slim black line on his left ring finger.

"Louis," I mumble, catching his hand before he has a chance to get away, "what's this?"

I hold up his hand to show him what I'm looking at, but he doesn't even look down once. He's too busy watching the girls. I pull his hand close to my face so I can read the inscription with the dim lighting only to read Liz written in cursive around his finger. He must still have feelings for her.........

But I'm not going to let that get in the way of our night......

I want to go up and sing, but I want to spend time with Louis. It's almost like I can only do one and not the other, but I wish I could do both. But I know Louis won't want to get on stage again because he's through with fame.

*Perrie's POV*

I love Niall, I truly do. But I adore torturing Harry by turning him on. It's so much fun. And to watch him suffer by trying to control it only makes it better. He can't hide it or deny it. He just makes it extremely obvious that he's getting horny. So now I'm gonna make him drop dead.

I pull up my shirt a little, exposing my belly button ring n a part of my back, and pull out my tube of lipstick from my back pocket and smack it on my lips. I know he likes this stuff first hand. 

"I'll be right back," I whisper in Niall's ear before planting a hot kiss on his lips, allowing it to linger for a moment as I sexily walk away, making sure to strut my hips as I walk.

"Mystery Karaoke Contest is coming up in 35 minutes folks! Make sure you sign up!" The DJ yells into the microphone.

I approach his booth, making sure to look presentable, and smile my usual evil smile that plays so well on my face.

"Hi, sign me up please."

"Name?"

"Perrie Edwards," I smile, "and make sure you add Harry Styles' name to that list as well."