You're My Kryptonite-A BTR/1D Love Story

Chapter 4. McDonald's And The Kiss

You're My Kryptonite

Chapter 4. McDonald's And The Kiss

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When we walk into the flat, James stops me. "Do you want to get lunch at Mickey-D's?"

I smile really big. "You don't have to ask me twice!"

He smirks and shakes his head.

I run upstairs to my room and grab my purse and sunglasses. I turn to walk out of my room, when I bump into one of the guys.

He catches me as I stumble back and land in his strong arms.

I look up to see hazel eyes. I smile.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. I-I'm fine." I say, getting lost in them.

James smiles really big and helps me up.

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

We walk downstairs.

"Hey, guys! We're going to McDonald's! Do you want anything?" He asks.

"No!"'s are heard throughout the small "flat" as they call it here.

I giggle in excitement at the mention of food.

JD laughs.

I stick my tongue out at him.

He smiles and shakes his head, slightly taking me by the hand.

Slight "sparks" go through my hand as we touch. Not as much as Harry's earlier, but I can still feel it.

"Bye!" We say in unison.

"Bye!" Carlos says.

"See ya!" Logan calls out.

"Be safe!" Bro says.

"We will!" I answer as James opens the door. I walk out.

We walk to his car and get in.

I put my purse down on the floor by my feet.

He gets in and starts the car.

It's quiet as we ride down the rode to the fast food place.

I look at James and see that he's a bit stressed. "James, what's wrong?" I ask him.

He releases his tight grip on the wheel and sighs, his knuckles no longer white. "Nothing." He shakes his head and glances at me and smiles, before looking back at the road.

I grab his hand, and intertwine our fingers (in a friendly way, mind you.)

He seems to relax at my touch.

We pull into the parking lot.

He pulls into a parking spot and shuts the car off. "Let's go in, shall we?"

We get out and walk inside the restaurant.

There's like barely anyone here.

I let go of James' hand and continue walking with him, 'till we get to the counter.

There, we see a girl about my age.

She has blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail and a uniform on. She looks like a dumb beach blonde with too much of a tan. "Hello. What can I get for ya?" She asks us in a different accent then the 1D boys. It's British but it sounds different. (Think of the accent as Perrie's)

"Yeah -- The 20 Piece Chicken McNugget with a medium fry and 2 medium Dr. Pepper's. With some barbecue sauce." James says to her out of habit, having said it so many times before.