"Where are we going?" I ask Harry as he's driving.
"Movie theater" he tells me as if it's obvious.
"Movie theater" I mock his deep voice. He glares at me and says "I do not sound like that," he says.
"I do not sound like that," I mock again," what movie are we going to see?"
"It's a surprise" he smirks.
'It's a surprise', I mock him inside my head.
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We ended up watching the movie 'Frozen'. I thought he was playing a prank on me when he ordered the tickets, but he wasn't. Like, what the heck? But, the movie turned out AMAZING! And I admit, I cried...so did Harry.
At the end credits, both of us got up from our seats and exited the theater, after the bunch of people in front of us, of course.
"That was fun," he smirks and holds my hand as we walk to the car.
"Ya," I blush.
"Are you hungry?"
"Not really, we had so much popcorn and candy during the movie."
"You mean you ate so much popcorn and candy during the movie." He laughs.
"Oh ya! You ate so much popcorn and candy during the movie"
Both of us laugh all the way to the car. "Soo...home then?"
"...I don't know, it's still early." That's a lie, it's 2:00. Dang, that movie is long.
He smiles and starts to drive. "Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
"Again?"
"Yup" he pops the p.
----------------------------Minutes later, we arrive at a playground. "Why are we here?".
"Why are we here?" it's his turn mock me.
"Ha ha, funny." I say sarcastically.
"Ha ha, funny." we both get out of the car.
"Fine! Be that way!"
"Fine! Be that way!"
"You're so beautiful!" Might as well right?
"You are" he smiles and hold my hand. As usual, I feel myself blush.
"MONKEY BAARSS!!" he screams like a girl and runs to them. I watch amused as he tries doing the monkey bars without touching the ground. "I think you're to old for that, Harry." I chuckle. He takes his hands from the metal rods and frowns. But it quickly turns into a smile.
"RACE YOU TO THE SWINGS!" He dashes as fast as he could, but we end up getting on the swings at the same time.
"Fast one, you are."
I nod and start to swing.
"Let's get to know each other then, shall we?"
"Sure"
"How old are you?" He looks at me, starting to swing.
"Nineteen, turning twenty in March. How 'bout you?"
"Nineteen too, turning twenty in February. Now you ask me a question."
"M'kay, how'd you get into the club Friday night?"
"My dad owns the place."
"What?"
"Yup,"
"Do you have a sister?"
"Ya, but it's my turn to ask you a question."
"I know, but did your sister going out with a blonde guy?"
"How'd you know?" Scared clear in his eyes.
"He's sort of my brother, and your sister invited us to the club" I explain.
"What do you mean sort of?"
"Well, I'm... I'm"
"Yoourr'eee"
"I'm a foster child."
"But you're nineteen! Can't you leave?"
"...Well yeah, but I see my siblings as actual siblings. They're like my family,"
He nods understandingly and drags his feet on the ground to stop the swing from moving, so I do the same. Right as I'm about to get up from the swing, he stands in front of me and hugs me.
"I know how it feels to be a foster." he squeezes his arms tighter around my waist. I stand on my tiptoes wrap my arms around his neck. "You do?"
"Ya, I was a foster until I was ten. Then I was adopted...by an American." he chuckles.
"Your lucky"
"Eh, I think it was my good looks." I can tell he's smiling without actually seeing him.
"Me too" I laugh.
He ends the hug and kisses my forehead. "We should probably go"
"But we just got here!"
"Ya, but it's 2:30, and it'll take probably another thirty minutes to get to your house."
"Fine..." I grumble.
"Don't worry, we can come back tomorrow, little one." he puts his arm around my shoulder and laughs.
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"Wanna go out tomorrow?" he smiles down at me. I'm about at his shoulder. "Sure!" I smile and he kisses my cheek before he walks back to his car. "I smile and wave as he pulls out of the driveway. I take the spare key under the doormat and unlock the door before walking in to Sydney and Kate backing away from the door.
"Byee!" Sydney yells and they both run off. Idiots! I run upstairs to my room and turn on my phone (I turned it off during the movie).
7 missed calls
12 new messages
I unlock my phone and see that 1 missed call was from Kristen, and the rest were from Niall. I roll my eyes and look at the texts.
Niall: I'm sorry
Niall: I should of trusted u
Niall: where r u?
Abi: Have fun ;)
Abi: ur date looks cute
Niall: y r u not responding :(
Niall: r u ok?
Niall: SAVANNAH?!
Niall: Savannah?
Niall: I kno ur mad but pls answer
Niall: please? ;(
Niall: Bye
The last text really hit me. What did he mean by 'bye'? It hits me like a ton of bricks and I drop my phone and immediately run to his room and hit the door repeatedly. It's locked. I grab a skewer hidden on top of the door and pick the lock. Nobody is there, and the window is open.
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The New Foster (Niall Horan)
FanfictionFoster. I guess you could say it's my middle name. Eleven. That's how many we are as a whole. All our middle names are foster. If your wondering who we are, I mean Zach, me, Jake, Abi, Iris, Sydney, Kate, Jai (like K), Lily, Audrey, And Devon. My na...