Stuck with One Direction

Chapter 24

A/N: SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE :( BUT I HAVE BEEN REALLY BUSY ... I HAVE PUT ALMOST EVERY SINGLE STORY THAT I HAVE IN HOLD, BESIDES THIS ONE AND 'DO YOU REALLY' ANYWAYS.. MERRY CHRISTMAS :D

DEDICATION TO WHOEVER COMMENTS :D

Carter's P.O.V

"Zayn, I need your help!" I breath out as I tightly clutch on my phone.

"Why? what's wrong?" He asks as I hear him munch and I let out a groan. He is eating while I'm freaking hungry.

"Sean's girlfriend is a psycho!" I whisper yell as I look through the small opening of the bathroom's door, checking if she is anywhere near.

"What?" He laughs.

"Come on! I'm wearing my Stitch onesie and she wants to go out." I say as I keep on guard.

"Not like you care. You went to his house wearing it and eating cereal on a not so mature bowl of cereal." He recalls my actions and I huff in annoyance.

"So, are you picking me up? Act like there is a emergency and bring me clothes." I whine and he chuckles.

"Okay, I'm on my way. Text me the address" He says and I say bye before we both hang up.

I text him the address and sit on the toilet, not wanting to come out or else she will torture me with her girly shits. I shudder at the thought of wearing a dress and makeup again and lock the door.

I check my phone, praying Zayn has magically appeared and is already at the door but nothing. I wonder what he is going to say, like, what excuse he is going to use. It better be a good one.

"Carter? Are you done?" I hear Nina say from the other side of the door and I cry as I can only thing of one excuse. I can't believe I'm going to say this.

"No, uh, I ate a lot of Mexican food yesterday, so ou better not come in. Smells pretty bad." I yell back.

"Oh.. okay." She awkwardly replies and I shake my head. I can not believe I have actually said that. I had to do it, thought. There is no way on earth I will go out with her. I have noticed how girly she is and I'm the exact opposite so no thank you. I do not want to go to the hell that goes by the name mall.

My phone rings and I curse under my breath as it scares me but then the thought of being Zayn makes me happy. I let out a huff when I see it's my dad calling and answer.

"What's up big D?" I say in my best rapper voice, but fail miserably. I don't know why I even try.

"Are you okay?" My dad says and I shake my head. Oh god.

"No, why did you call?" I ask, probably sounding rude but I didn't mean it in that kind of way.

"Stefanie wants to go out with you to buy you a dress for the wedding. When are available?" He asks and I groan. Another one who wants to go shopping with me. I don't understand how I get into this kind of situations.

"Never!" I whisper yell.

"Come on Carter. Do it for me, for the best dad ever!" He says and I roll my eyes.

"Fine, but I'm wearing my converse." I say and he chuckles. No way I'm wearing flats or heels. That other time I wore my converse so there is no chance I will change that. I go by Demi's motto.

"Of course." He says and I notice I'm getting another call. Zayn. He is probably here.

"Okay. I got to go Nick. Talk to you later and about when? Uh, I don't know  so ask her." I say and hang up after we both say bye.