15 chapter: A ,,death race" started
POV Kendall
My heart slowed down a bit.
Cara kept silent and I wanted to talk to her, but couldn't find nice topic for it in my head.
Thanks God, thare was no paparazzi or all the world could have tomorrow some good headache. Espesially my mom.
After some minutes of silense my phone buzzed.
I looked at the screen to see ,,Harry:)".
Cara gazed at me, then the phone, then again on me.
- What should I do? - I asked her.
- Change, if you're about the ringtone. It's kinda nerdy.
- Ha-ha, you know what I mean.
- A picture?
- Damn, Cara, no. Harry cal-
- I understood, love. Just answer.
I gulped. It was fear. Why should I be scared? Harry should.
* a phone call*
- Hey...
- Hm.. Ughm... Kenny, where are you?
- I'm....- I looked at Cara for help. She took my phone from my hands.
- Hey, Styles, she's with me.
I couldn't hear his answer.
-... Ok, Hazza...
-.....
- Really? Like, REALLY?!- she faked surprized.
-.....
- Fine! I...
-....
- No, no, no!!! No way. Please...
-....
- Hm... Good. You guys clean all, okay?
-....
- Ok, bye, friend, bye!
* the end*
She handed me phone and grinned.
- They wanted to call cops.
I frowned.
- Cops?!
- Yup.
- That means, they didn't see me, it's great!
Cara laughed with me.
- You crazy woman!!! Haha... And lucky.
- Lucky?!- I asked surprized. I found out that my so called ,,boyfriend" is a gay, I broke my own window, and she says I'm LUCKY?!?!?!
- Yes, you're.Look, at first now you don't have to play a sweet couple...
- ...And?
- ...And thanks God, there is no paps.
- You're right. I'm damn lucky! - We both smiled.
Suddenly her smile dropped.
- About your luck...Never thought I could jinx it...
- What do you mean?
- It's not song- time, Kenny. It's paparazzi....
I looked back and saw some black cars behind.
- Have you your seatbelts on, m'lady?- Cara asked.
- Yes, sir.- I grinned.
- Now we're gonna to do something, that mommy Cara calls ,,Death race". - She smirked evily and abruptly turned the steering wheel.