Soccer Princess /DISCONTINUED./

Chapter 26.

It had been 2 weeks since Nick and I made up. We talk together, we gossip together, we go shopping together. As if nothing changed, but they did of course. I still hadn't fully trusted him. 2 weeks isn't an enough time to gain somebodies trust back. You know what they say 'Trust: It takes years to gain, but seconds to loose.'  and Nick just has to work to gain my trust back.

It was Friday, and I was on my way home from soccer practice. I placed my headphones on blasting Coldplay; These guys are the best, and if you think otherwise, you should be put in a mental hospital. No kidding.

As I was murmuring the lyrics of yellow to myself, I felt my headphones getting snatched. "Hey!" I yelled to whoever got my headphones.

"Hello." Nick said smiling inoccently.

"You know I hate when somebody does that, and you just go along and do it. So much for a best friend."

"Well, you love me. and you can't just be mad at me."

"There's a difference between loving you, and loving the food you give me."

"Wow. Hurtful."

"And guess what, I really don't care!"

"aaanyway, how about we do a sleepover? Just like old times." He suggested, looking at me with hope in his eyes.

"Sure, I'd love too. But I'll ask my mom first."

"Your mom's a bae, she'll say yes."

I literally face Palmed after he said that. "Did you just call my mom a bae?"

"Oh, crap. Sorry, that just came out. I can't believe I called your mom a bae! I mean, she beautiful and all but.. EW!"

"Nick, do me a favor and shut up." I said placing my headphones back into my ear.

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"So, what do we do now?" 

My mom said yes, about the sleepover. So Nick & I are just sitting on my bed, wondering what to do next.

Nick pulls on a thinking face, tapping his chin with his finger. "How about we do some sort of a competition, loser has to do whatever the winner wants?"

"What kind of competition?" I asked.

"Race you to the kitchen?"

"Okay." I said then he started running.

"HEY, THAT'S CHEATING" I shouting  running after him as quickly as I can. Although I'm a soccer player, but I can't run past Nick, as he is extremely fast, and he got a head-start.

As I reached the kitchen, Nick had already been there. I slowed down my pace, and glared at him.

"Now, you must obey  me." He said with a smirk plastered on his face.

"What do you want your majesty?" I said sarcastically.

"I want you to go to Starbucks, and bring me some hot chocolate."

"Easy."

"but don't buy anything for yourself."

"THE HORROR!" I said dramatically, placing my hand on my chest, falling to the ground in slow motion.

"Come on drama queen." He said pulling me up by the arm.

"Fine." I said waving my hands into the air. I went up to my room ,to bring a coat. I got my Phone and placed my headphones on, since I get bored along the way.

"Tell mom I went to Starbucks." I told Nick as I went downstairs, while he was texting someone looking as serious as a seal. Which is not very usual for Nick, I shurgged it off then I headed out of the room.

The walk to Starbucks wasn't that  long, and I had music to entertain me, so it wasn't that bad.

As I reached Starbucks, I ordered one hot chocolate, and tried so hard not to order something for me. I was literally fighting with my self. I opened my mouth to order a caramel latte, then quickly I slapped my hand over my mouth to stop me.

It's a dare. I have to be strong. I though to my self. 

When the guy came back with the hot chocolate, and looked at me, his eyes widen as he saw my placing my hand over my mouth as if I'm drugging my self. I slowly removed my hand from my mouth and have him a sheepishly smile.

"Don't worry, it happens to me at weird times." I said.

"Ohhhkay.." He said unsure. I paid him the money he asked for, telling him to keep the change.

I was walking alone in the streets, with a cup of hot chocolate from Starbucks in my hand, and headphones on. 

I heard footsteps behind me so I immediately turned my head to look behind me, only to see darkness. I frowned, I swore that I heard footsteps. I wasn't my imagination. I shrugged it of, thinking that It may have been some animal that was running or something.

As I turned my head back forwards, My head hit someone's chest. That caused me to fall, and my hot chocolate to fall on me, staining my shirt. 

"What the hell? Watch where you're going idiot." I said as I stood up again. As I faced the person who I hit, My eyes widened, my jaw literally dropped to the floor.

That person smiled an oily smile, and  brought a piece of cloth and put it over my nose and mouth. I immediately knew that this cloth was drugged. I tried to run away from him, but he got a hold of my wrists and pulled my into his chest. I couldn't hold my breath anymore. As I breathed in, I immediately blacked out. But the last thing I heard was "You think you could've ran away from my Kristen? Well, think again."

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I had finals exams, and I just finished, so I'm extremely sorry. And if you guys remember, the last part of the chapter Kris' had dreamed of before.

So it's DRAMA TIME FOR REAL NOW !