Stuck with One Direction

Chapter 31

A/N: Hey! I'm so sorry for not updating in such a long time, I just go busy with my other stories and also got lazy, even today, I'm sorry but here you go.

Dedication to whoever comments :)

Carter's P.O.V

"But I told you I don't want to." I say to my dad as he drags me out of the condo. You should know that I'm grabbing Zayn's wrist so it will be harder to my dad to drag me out. The poor kid was eating a sandwich when I suddenly grabbed his wrist and dragged him with me as my dad dragged me. Oh! And my dad is forcing me to go to the mall, to buy a stupid dress for the wedding but I don't want to go!

"Yeah, and I told you that you have to." He says and I cry.

"But dad!" I whine like a little kid, kicking my feet and pouting. This is so not fair!

"Sorry, but you said you will go a couple of days ago, so we are going now." He says and I glare at him. Why and when I said that? I was probably on drugs when I said I'll go, because there is no way on earth I will say that when I'm sober.

"You are annoying!" I mutter and he chuckles. I don't understand why he finds that funny, I meaning it, he really is annoying, very annoying.

"And you are childish." He sticks his tongue out at me and I roll my eyes. I'm not childish; I just get upset when people make me do something that I don't want to do. What happened to human rights, huh? I'm human and I have rights! Where are they?!

"I still don't understand the reason to why I am here." Zayn says and my dad laughs as he drags us to the lift as it opens.

"Well, I was hoping you will be strong and steady that way it would be hard for my dad to drag me but you are not so we are here." I say and he narrows his eyebrows confused. Did I not explained myself right? What was so hard to understand? Oh well, I'm just grumpy.

"So, I'm going shopping, okay…" He trails his voice awkwardly and I shrug carelessly. He is in this with me because he wasn't strong enough, it's not my fault, is his.

"By the way you have something here." I say pointing to his chest. He looks down to his chest and cleans the little dirt it had. He smiles thanking me and I smile back. I felt a little electricity like uh… I don't really know how to explain it but I felt something weird when I looked at him, I hope it's not something I ate. That reminds me I'm hungry. Seeing Zayn eat opened my appetite.

"Are we going to get something to eat at least?" I ask my dad and he nods. Great!

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As I hand Zayn some glasses and a hat my dad suddenly gets a phone call. He answers the phone and I look at Zayn while my dad talks on the phone.

"Am I recognizable?" He asks and I tilt my head side to side saying a bit.

"If they stand really close to you, I guess." I say and he nods.

"Good, uh… So do you have a type of a dress in your mind?" He grins mocking me and I glare at him.

"No, do you?" I stick my tongue out at him and he chuckles.

"Hey," My dad says and I turn to look at him, "I just got a call from the hall we are going to have the wedding and there is some problem, so I need to go." He says and I thank god as I look up to the sky but actually to the car's ceiling? (Whatever you call it).

"I'm not finish!" My dad says as he glares at me. Ugh. "Zayn, could you please take her to buy a dress! I will pay you!" My dad says begging to Zayn and I laugh.