kidnapped by one direction

CHAPTER 32

Morgan's Perspective

"I really love ice cream," I smile, shoving the ice cream in Louis's face. "Sooo good, right Ni?"

"Yep," he smirked.

"I want some!" Louis whined.

"Too bad, you lost," I smirked, licking my ice cream. I didn't exactly want to eat it, because a voice at the back of my mind screamed fat.

"Ugh" was all Louis said, before he banged his head down on the table.

"We are the champions!" I sang loudly.

"No time for losers!" Niall finished off, staring down at me with a smile. His nose is cute. I tapped his nose lightly.

"What was that?" He laughed.

"Your nose is cute," I shrug.

"You're cute," he mumbles, leaning down, pressing his lips to my cheek. I jump off the seat, making many heads turn in my direction.

I pointed at Niall, and yelled, "COOTIES!"

Then I ran over to the other side of the parlour where Zayn, Harry and Liam sat. There wasn't a extra seat, so I plopped myself on Harry's lap.

"What?" Harry asks.

"Niall has cooties," I tell him.

"Funny," he rolled his eyes, then tried to push me off him.

"No, Harry, I love you," I cried, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"The feelings aren't mutual," he says, "now get off me you have a boyfriend."

"Yeah, you do," Niall says from behind me.

I turn around, and poke him.

"NO MORE COOTIES, YAY!" I scream, then jump up, and hug him tightly. He hugged me back, resting his chin on top of my head.

"Aw," Louis cries, followed by a click.

"Did you take a photo of us?" I ask, my voice muffled by Niall's shirt. Louis clicks his tongue, then says happily, "Yep, and it's immediately going to all social media sites."

I back away from Niall, and take out my phone. Suddenly, on Twitter, it said that Louis had mentioned me in a photo. I clicked on the tweet, immediately favouriting it and retweeting it. My mentions blew up with so many people saying that we're so cute together, and that we're their favourite ship. But then came along the tweets saying that we're the ugliest couple, and that they hope I die because Niall is apparently theirs.

I followed a couple people, then put my phone away. We sat back down again, and ate our ice creams. Well, Niall and Liam ate their ice creams. Nobody else did, because Harry, Louis and Zayn didn't win, and I wasn't eating mine because ice cream is fattening.

The replies wouldn't get off my mind. Are Niall and I a good couple? Are we meant to be?

I shook my head. Of course we're a good couple. We're obviously meant to be.

"Are you going to eat that?" Zayn suddenly spoke up. I shook my head, and gave it to him. It was basically untouched.

"Thanks," Zayn says, and began to eat it.

"Hey," Louis pouted. My eyes flicker over to him, "Yes?"

"Why not give it to me?" Louis asked, still pouting. I look over at Zayn, smiling, "Because Zayn is so much better than you, Louis. Zayn is bae."

"Wow," He slumped in his seat, rolling his eyes. Harry and Liam were too engulfed in their own conversation, something about hot air balloons and bunny rabbits, to hear ours.