Chapter 4
Sarah’s POV.
As soon as Zayn hit the ground, the boys went crazy. Lexi, who was bouncing on the bed, jumped down and closed the doors. Danielle made sure the windows were locked, Cassie was locking the doors, as I searched for security cameras.
“Okay guys. We’re clear,” I stated.
“What’s going on?” Niall asked, his blue eyes searching mine.
“You’re being kidnapped honey buns. Sorry. I’m not doing this by choice... Well I kinda am... Oh forget it. I’ll explain it later,” I explained, putting the cloth over his mouth.
“Sarah..?” He asked as his eyebrows fluttered close.
“Aw, he’s so cute asleep,” I cooed. Cassie walked besides me, smiling.
“Awwwwe! Look at our little Nialler,” She cooed with me.
“I just wanna pinch his cheeks!” I exclaimed.
“Which cheeks?” Lexi and Danielle asked simultaneously before laughing hysterically. Danielle was clutching her stomach as Lexi hit the wall repeatedly. The sighed and stopped laughing. It’s a bit freaky how the two of them go things simultaneously.
“Now what?” I asked. Lexi and Danielle pulled out a large bag.
“We’re going to stuff them into bags?” Cassie asked in disbelief.
“We’re going to poke holes in’em plus it’s not like we’re going to close it,” Danielle replied, rolling her eyes. Suddenly, the sound of soft sobbing drifted throughout the room. I glanced around and laid eyes on Kristen who sat besides Zayn.
“Uh, you guys get started, I’m gunna talk to Kristen,” I said, walking toward her, not even bothering to her thier reply. “What’s wrong?”
“Zayn’s going to hate me,” She whispered.
“What makes you think that?” I asked.
“I got to know him, I got his number, I feel for him hard and now I kidnap him. He’s not going to trust me. He probably hates me. I killed my shot with him,” She said. I hugged her.
“Just explain to him what happened at the concert. It’s Zayn Malik. He’ll understand,” I said.
“I hope you're right,” She whispered.
“You gunna help us?” I asked standing up, smoothing out the skirt of the maid-outfit-thing.
“I guess,” Kristen said, wiping her tears.
“It’ll be fine Kri-kri,” I said, patting her back. We walked toward the girls who were lifting Niall into a bag. His head sticking out the bag looking utterly adorable.
“I think Niall and I are the same weight,” Lexi stated. “And height.”
“Maybe you guys were meant to be,” Cassie teased.
“Nah, I’m more of a burping kinda chick than farting..,” Lexi trailed off and glanced at Harry. “Plus my heart belongs to Hazza and Le-yum.”
“You watch too much GloZell,” I said, shaking my head.
***
About 30 minutes later the five of us were walking out of the hotel with the boys in two bags, bent awkwardly, hidden in a cart with cleaning supplies on it. People must of thought the black bags where trash bags. Thank god the boys didn’t snore.
Putting them into the trunk of my car was difficult. 3 boys together weigh about 400 pounds. And considering that there’s 5 girls trying to dump them into a car without hurting them is well, impossible. Yet, we found a way to do it. Now that is what I call girl power.
