Kidnapped By Will?! | Kiingtong

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Erica POV.

I wake up the next morning, feeling happier than before. I go on my laptop and check how many suubscribers I have, I squint at the screen, my eyes adjusting to the light and see that I already have what seems to be 10,000 subscribers. Holy cheese, guessing the word spread like wild fire.

A smile appears on my face and I go ahead and tweet out:

"You guys are amazing <3 love you all so much, whether you've just known me from today or right from the begining <3"

I close my laptop and decide whether I should start being productive or if I should still be lazy for a while. The thought of being productive actually appeals to me and so I head downstairs to see what's going on in the social world. Looking like a drugged up zombies, I look up to see that Arissa and Jordan are accompanied by some... guests...

Wait. Is that?

It is.

"Um," I speak but no one hears me. I cough, trying to catch their attention but still nothing, "Hi?"  Still nothing. I roll my eyes and exhale deeply. Do people even have ears today? Groaning, I head over to the kitchen, seeing that no one is excited to see me.

Let's see what food we have.

Cereal? Nah, too boring.

Toast? Had that yesterday.

Pancakes? Reminds me of Will.

Bacon? Now we're talking. Now if only I could find it, where's the - Oh. We have no more bacon. Just my luck.

I trudge upstairs and get dressed, I decide on some worn out jeans and an over sized sweater and head out to door, "See you guys in a-"

"Erica!" I get bear tackled by Parker. Yep you heard me right. Parker. He's actually here. Another smile manages to make it's way to my face and I tilt my head to see who else is here.

Liam, Zack and Julio. Devon is also here, I'm guessing his airport trip was to get these four scrubs here. "Hey," I call out to them. Smiles show up in their faces and I'm just glad that I have my friends back.

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"Right, so; eggs, milk, butter, sugar, vegetables- but not tomatoes, poptarts, strawberries, pancake mix, mango, cinnamon, coffee, tea, apples, bread, crisps, daime bars, haribos, moaoms, aero chocolate, milky way, sour patches, pizza base, pizza toppings and any types of fizzy drinks. Are you sure you want me to get that from a grocery store or a factory?" I ask, looking at the list they gave me,

"Yep!" Liam replies, flicking through channels, "You British people have weird shows," I roll my eyes at his lack of British knowledge and sigh,

"I'll be making a lot of trips back and forth then," I turn to grab my skateboard that a bought some time ago,

"Wait, I'll come with you," Julio says, "It's getting stuffy in here anyway, do you have a spare skateboard?"

"You know how to skate?" I ask,

"Sure thing," He gives a wink and I chuckle, "It's at the kitchen, near the fridge," I say and he runs to get it.

"Ready?" He asks me,

"Always," And then we head off to grab all the unecessary items the rest of the group asked for. We set off on our skateboards and let the wind go past our hair, it's a pleasant feeling, the feeling like you're free to do anything in the world.

Julio turns his head to me and smiles, he hesitantly grabs my hand and starts to scream, "Wooo!" I laugh at his stupidness and clutch his hand back, "You're going to make us fall over idiot," He grins cheekily and starts to go faster and lets go of my hand, clear that he wants to have a race to the shops. I shake my head, "I always win at races," I scream after him,