kidnapped by one direction

CHAPTER 22

lmfao i love how little me just skipped a week and chose to ignore rebuilding the relationships, go me

Morgan's POV

A WEEK LATER BC I CAN

"Potatoes," I say, looking up from the floor that was surprisingly clean. Niall and Harry looked over at me with weird expressions.

"What?" Harry says.

"I really want potatoes," I groaned, "actually, no. I want fries."

"I don't want fries," Harry says, frowning. I rolled my eyes, "because you're an anti fry lover."

"I still like fries," Harry says, "I'm just not craving them right now."

"Everyone craves fries," Niall points out, "fries are yummier than strawberries."

"What about a fry, strawberry flavoured?" I gasp. Harry looked at me, "you got problems man."

Then he left. I glared at his back as he walked away, until he was out of sight. Then I turned to Niall, and smiled. "Can we go to the mall?"

"I hate the mall." He whined, dragging out the 'e' on hate. I smiled, and shake my head.

"Same bruh'," I say, "but you recently told me to go die, so the least you could do is please bring me to the mall."

Niall immediately nodded, since I said that one part. I spread my arms out, "carry me."

"You have two functioning legs, put them to use for once," Niall retorted. I pouted my lip out and let out a whine. He groaned, "fine."

I laughed, and he picked me up. Then we left for the mall.

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"Look out for girls," I say, peering over Niall's shoulder as we walked into American Eagle, "they are deadly. They can kill you."

"Is that?" a girl says, pointing at Niall.

"TAKE COVER!" I scream, and quickly hid in a rack. Niall followed. Minutes later, two shirts separated in front of us, exposing our hiding spot, and a old lady stared at us with shock,

"Hello, miss. Would you like to buy a Niall Horan?" I ask, shoving Niall in front of me. I pat his cheeks, "He's like a baby, plus he's free."

She walked away. I quickly got out of the rack, my foot almost getting caught on a shirt, "WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO FUCKING RUDE?"

"Excuse me miss, there is no swearing in this store," a boy walked up to me, his arms crossed.

"I have my rights," I tell him, raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms over my chest, "and you're not my mom, motherfucker."

"One more cuss word and I'll have to kick you out," he says sternly, tapping his foot impatiently against the word.

"Kick me out and I'll write a bad review about this store," I say, then add, "this shitty store."

"Please leave, no swear words are allowed in here, so go."

"Niall!" I say, and Niall pops up behind me. He sent the boy named Darrel a fake smile, "sorry, she likes to piss people off, we'll leave now." Then he dragged me out of the store.

"What the hell was that?" Niall hissed. I shrug, "I'm bored."

"Well you didn't have to do tha-" Niall got cut off.

"You're Niall right? And you're Morgan?" a girl around thirteen came up to us, wearing a blue shirt that said love across it, along with sweatpants.

OH MY GOD IT'S A NORMAL THIRTEEN YEAR OLD.

"Yep!" I say, looking at the girl. She widens her eyes, "I love you guys so much! I SHIP YOU SO HARD!"

"Well thanks." I say, then look at Niall.

"Can I please have an autograph?" she holds out her phone. "From both of you? And a heart at the end of your names too?"

I nodded, and signed my name with a heart on the back of her phone case, as well as Niall. She hugged us both, took a picture, then ran off.

"It's hard to find a normal thirteen year old these days." Niall said. I nod, quickly peck him on the lips, then walked back into American Eagle.

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