*1 week later*
"Take me back!" I demand kicking at his chair
"Nope!" He says popping the 'P'
I growl pulling on the ropes that restrained my hands and feet. Stupid fucker, he could have at least had the audacity to put a sheet under the ropes. My hands are numb, and cut up from the tightness of the rope- well and me pulling and tugging on it every five seconds isn't really helping.
"Why?" I ask calmly, my breathing is still rapid, but my voice is steady and careful
"Why what?" He questions his eyes focused on the road before him
"Why did you take me?"
He breathes deeply and looks at me, "Because I wanted you." He says turning is attention back to the road
I smile my heart swelling at his words, I cough wiping the smile off my face and look out the window.
"I really hope you aren't mad at me. I-I just overacted, it was a spur of the moment thing." He explains chuckling nervously
I scoff, "A spur of the moment?"
"Yeah, I just saw an opportunity and I took it." He says shrugging
"So I'm just an opportunity?" I question dramatically
"What? No, that doesn't even make sense!" He says laughing
I find myself laughing with him, "I know, I just wanted to see what you would say."
"I really like you." He says quickly ceasing my laughter
I cough, my stomach feeling uneasy, "I think I'm going to puke!"
"What? Why?" He questions quickly pulling over
"Untie me!" I exclaim panicking
"Calm down! Gosh you're overreacting! Just calm down and breathe." He soothes grabbing my hand
"This is too fast, you just told me you liked me!" I say changing the topic
"Well I kind of love you..." He mumbles quietly, but loud enough for me to hear
I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, "I'm going to puke.. Or die... I'm going to puke, and die!" I exclaim thrashing around in my car
"CALM DOWN!" He yells grabbing my face
I immediately stop moving at hold my breathe, "Now just, breathe." He demands untying my hands
I exhale when my hands are free, "I'm leaving your legs tied up, just in case you try to run away." He says leaning back in his chair- well my chair.
"I'm hungry." I blurt rubbing my wrists
"Me too." He mumbles pulling back onto the road
"When will we be there?" I question eyeing him
"Soon." He answers sighing
"Is there food there?" I question
"Yes."
"Is there a working shower there? What about sleeping arrangements? Are you going to ever let me go?" I ramble rubbing my eyes
Zayn laughs staring at the road, "You ask a lot of questions."
"Well when someone kidnaps you, you would like to know what the fuck is going on." I snap glaring at the side of his head
He sighs turning his head to look at me, "I'm sorry."
