kidnapped by one direction

ten

Humor #996. Let's try to get ranked in for Fan Fiction, and go up a lot of ranks for humor! Let's also get to 100 reads!

"Book it!" I yell, slightly stumbling over my feet as I attempt to get away from the increasing crowd of fangirls and boys. Zayn quickly drops his leftover cotton candy, which causes some girls to hungrily leap for it. I watch with wide eyes, until Zayn began to tug me along.

"Where are your bodyguards?" I scream, sprinting to catch up with him. Zayn turns his head slightly, and shouts, "Right there!"

I look over, seeing a line of five bodyguards holding off some people. Unfortunately, some managed to get past. Apparently one man from One Direction needs more than five bodyguards.

"That is not going to contain all the girls!" I say. Zayn huffs, telling me to move along. I began to run faster as we approached the ferris wheel. I turn my head slightly, noticing some of them were catching up. Zayn rudely cuts the line, throwing a ticket at a man. He quickly hops into the cart that was awaiting a couple, and I follow in pursuit. Right after the doors shut, some girl slammed her body against the glass, creating a loud thud.

"Well, I must've gained a few pounds from that," I say with a sigh, leaning against the cushioned seats.

"We barely even ran?"

"Sh," I say, looking through the glass. We began to move up along the ferris wheel, causing our cart to sway, making me scream lightly.

"Calm down, Morgan!" Zayn hissed. He looked out the window, watching the girls crowd around the Ferris Wheel. One tried to climb up. That failed. At around a minute later, our cart was finally at the very top, looking over the entire fair. I stared at everything with admiration.

"We have to come back onto this ride once it gets dark and all the pretty lights are on," I say excitedly, peering out the glass, overlooking the town. Zayn smiles fondly at me. After a few minutes, the ferris wheel didn't move from the spot. At first, I didn't worry, but then even more minutes passed. We were still at the top.

"We are having some minor difficulties, this problem should fixed within fifteen minuted. We formally apologize, please sit tight," the person over the speaker announces. I glance down with wide eyes, seeing all the fangirls swarming around the ferris wheel, along with the growing line full of impatient people.

I look at Zayn. "So I'm stuck in a small, claustrophobic cart almost two hundred feet in the air - with you?"

"Am I that bad?" Zayn questions, pulling his phone from his pocket.

"No. It just- I don't know. Might get weird," I mutter, a blush creeping up on my cheeks. Zayn smiles sweetly, staring at me intently.

"Well, it's gonna be a long ride," he mumbles, moving closer to me, his hands falling onto the sides of my waist as he moves his lips closer and closer to mine. His lips barely were touching mine when ...

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louis

Zayn and Morgan are still not back from their fair "date", and let me tell you - Niall and Harry are quite jealous.

"They should be back by now," Niall mutters, staring at his sandwich with disgust. Harry nods, tightly crossing his arms over his waist. "I know."