Kidnapped

Jumping off of bulls!

“So.......” I said, looking around. That was an interesting video we just watched.
    “Yeah, you guys are interesting,” Dester said, raising his eyebrows.
    My face burned, and I’m sure Kayla felt worse.
    “You guys went skinny dipping?” I said, yelling at Kayla.
    “Hey,” She said, shrugging. “We weren’t completely naked. Just, like, half.”
    Harry nodded.
    My head throbbed.
    “Thanks for leaving me in charge of these crazy children,” Liam yelled.
    Dester smiled. “I could kind of tell you weren’t going to get drunk, plus I needed someone to make sure you didn’t run into the street or something.”
    “Ya, so why did you make us drunk?” Harry asked, facing the wrong way.
    “Harry, honey, this way,” Kayla said, turning him around.
    “Oh,” He said. “Thanks.”
    Dester smiled. “I don’t know. It was amusing to watch. And the other guys wanted to see if you were good enough to keep.”
    “The other guys? Like from this big company Jean was talking about?” Liam asked.
    “Yep.” Dester nodded.
    “The ones that shot me?” Harry asked.
    He nodded again.
    “Hey.....” I said, rubbing my head. “I remember....seeing a body on the ground that day, right before I almost ran off the Grand Canyon....”
    “Oh, yea,” Liam said. “That was Krista, I think.”
    “YAY!!!!!!” Kayla said, smiling. Then she groaned. “Owwww.”
    “Okay, guys, so get some rest, because tonight were going to a special place. And I laid out some outfits for you to wear. See you tonight!” Then he left.
    I passed out almost immediately. When I woke up, my head still hurt, but I felt a little better. It wasn’t throbbing pain.
    Harry and Liam were already back inside, but Kayla was still passed out. She drank the most apple juice.
    I rolled over and poked her arm. “Kayla,” I whispered. “Wake up.”
    She continued sleeping. Ehh. I hated waking people up. “Kayllaaaaaa,” I said again, this time louder. Nada. “KAAAAAYYLLLAA!” Then she woke up and threw her arm in my face.
    “Wha???” She said, rubbing her eyes.
    “Ow,” I said, moving her arm.
    “What happened??” She asked.
    “We got drunk and now we have to get ready for a ‘special event.’”
    “Um, okay....” She said, standing up. We walked back into the house and saw Harry and Liam....looking ridiculous.
    Harry was wearing a green shirt, skinny jeans, cowboy boots, a black cowboy hat, and the biggest gold buckle ever.
    Liam looked just as hilarious. He was wearing a blue shirt, skinny jeans, a silver buckle, boots, and a white cowboy hat.
    “Whoa, you guys are looking awesome,” Kayla said, laughing. I smiled.
    “Shut up,” Harry said.
    “How did you fit a cowboy hat over your hair?” Kayla asked.
    “It took a while, don’t ask,” Liam said, heaving. “But don’t worry, you guys have outfits too!”
    “Uggg,” I groaned.
    We did have outfits. They were ridiculous. We both had plaid shirts that had a really, really, really, really low neckline. And short, short, shorts that were very tight. And cowboy boots.
    We walked outside, and Harry and Liam just...stared.
    “This is ridiculous,” I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest.
    “I like it,” Liam said, smiling.
    “Well duh you do,” Kayla said. “You’re hormonal teenagers.”
    “True,” Harry said. “But you do look hot.”
    I smiled a little.
    Dester came into the room and smiled. “You guys look great. Okay, ready to go?”
    “Where are we going?” Harry asked.
    “To the rodeo!”

    The first thing out of Harry’s mouth when Dester was done explaining was, “I don’t like bulls.”
    It was true, he had had some bad experiences.
    “Too bad,” Dester said.
    So heres was what we had to do: It was a contest. We got to pick out the bull, and we had to ride it. Whoever stayed on the longest got to judge the next part of the “rodeo” which was country dancing. I don’t see how that’s a rodeo but whatever, I’d been square dancing once so life's life.
    “Marisa’s gonna win,” Liam mumbled. “She’s ridden before.”
    “So have you,” Harry pointed out.
    “Yeah, and not a bull!” Marisa screamed.
    “Plus, Liam’s way stronger than Marisa and he can ride, so my bet is on him,” I said.
    Liam just grumbled. He was still about last night.
    We were picking out bulls (gosh that sounds weird) when a familiar ginger head appeared. He opened his mouth to talk but his words fell short when he saw Marisa and me, and his jaw dropped.
    “Take a picture it’ll last longer,” I grumbled.
    Jean pulled out his phone and took a picture. “Damn you look sexy.”
    “Damn you’re annoying.”
    Jean just smiled. “Oh, and just to clarify, we are not dating anymore,” I spat at him.
    He rolled his eyes. I picked out my bull, a brown one with pretty light brown eyes named Choco. Marisa picked out a grey bull named Grey (creative name, right?) Liam’s was brown like mine named Jock and Harry’s was jet black named Ranger.
    “You guys are so gonna fail,” Jean said, sighing. “My bets are on Liam.”
    “Hey!” Harry, Marisa, and I screamed.
    Jean shrugged. “But Kayla will look the hottest.”
    “Hey!” Marisa screamed.
    He sighed, “I just like brunettes.”
    “I like blondes,” Liam said, shooting her a smile.

    Harry went on first. He awkwardly sat on the bull- did I mention there was no saddle or reigns?- and looked at us.
    “I’m going to freaking die now,” Harry said.
    “Nah,” Kayla said. “You might just...get hurt??”
    A bell rung and the audience went crazy. I saw Jean sitting in the front row, smiling. Two guys quickly opened the gate and the bull screamed. He ran into the arena and Harry hung on to dear life, making a noise like, “WWAGGGGAAAAGGGMAAAA!”
    “Hang on for your life!!!” Kayla yelled.
    “Well no dip!!!” Harry screamed back. The bull started bucking....and Harry fell of on the second one.
    “Ten seconds!” An announcer said.
    “Owww,” Harry groaned on the dirt ground. “I seriously hate bulls.”
    He got up and limped towards us. Liam patted his back, cringing, and Kayla kissed him.
    “You ok?” She asked.
    “Yea, I think so,” He said.
    “Now who’s up?” Liam asked.
    “You!” Dester said from the side.
    “Joy,” Liam mumbled. He got on his bull,  Jock, and the buzzer sounded and the gates opened. He screamed and wrapped his arms around the bulls huge, thick neck, but ducked his head so he wouldn’t get pierced by it’s giant horns.
    The audience cheered.
    The bull ran around, bucking, but Liam hung on. I stood on the fence, trying to see everything. Finally, the bull bucked really hard and Liam went falling off the side. The bull ran around and someone caught it.
    “Twenty two seconds!”
    He walked over to us, dirt and a little blood on his face.
    “Nice job,” I said, hugging him.
    “Ow,” He replied.
    “Marisa, you’re up,” Jean said.
    I gulped and got on top of Grey, petting his neck and ducking my head. I mean, at least we were wearing helmets. I had gotten a concussion before, and I was not getting another.  I squeezed my legs around him as tight as possible. “Hey, grey,” I said. He huffed. “Nice bull.”
    The buzzer sounded
    “AAAAAGG!” I screamed as Grey sprinted forward. He bucked hard, and I lost my right foot on his stomach and started slipping to the left. I tried to keep my balance for about five seconds, but then I lost it. I was hanging on him by his neck and my feet were dragging on the ground.
    “Does this count????” I yelled.
    “I think so!” Someone yelled back.
    Grey yelled and continued bucking. He ran to a corner.
    “Oh, no, no, no,” I screamed. But, he did it. He slammed me against the fence.
    “Owww!” I screamed, and let go of his neck. He went running. My side seared.
    I walked back over to Liam, Harry, and Kayla.
    “Twenty four seconds!” The announcer said.
    “Really??” I said. I stopped in front of the guys.
    “You looked really stupid,” Kayla said, smiling at me.
    “Gee, thanks,” I replied.
    Kayla got on Choco and said, “Dear God, help me.” The gates opened and Kayla just fell off.
    “No!” She yelled.
    “Um....half a second?” The announcer said.
    “Kayla, what the heck?” Liam yelled.
    “I’m NOT getting hurt!” She yelled. “Plus, Marisa won anyway.”
    “True dat,” I replied.

AN: Okkaaaayyy so i dont know if any of you guys are reading it, but I started a new story (Trapped In a Mall With One Direction) that you should check out! I need a AMAZINGGGG cover for it, so if anybody wants to make me one it would be much appreciated (: i'll write you a one shot, give you a dedication or shoutout, whatevverrr you wantt!!! so pleaseee, go, go, go!!!