Gwen: A One Direction Fanfiction

My name is Gwen Edwards-Malik, and I'm the daughter of Zayn Malik and Perrie Edwards. Since my parents broke up when I was a baby, I've been splitting time with my dad and One Direction and my mom and Little Mix for longer than I can remember. This summer, I'll be touring with One Direction. The problems: I can't stand my dad's new girlfriend, and the sheer amount of girls that love my dad and his band is ridiculous.


9. The Truck Ride

A sharp turn. I went tumbling to the other side of the trunk, right into the wall. Another sharp turn, more hitting into walls. I'd probably have bruises by the time this was over.

"How much should we charge?"

I gripped the floor, determined to listen.

"How about a trillion?"

I let go of the truck, sending myself crashing into the trunk door. The trunk's window was covered by a sheet. They thought they were so clever. But what they didn't know was that only Bill Gates had that much money. Not even Dad had enough to get me out.

Desperate, I climbed under the sheet and was taken aback by headlights and flashing police lights. Did these idiots even know they were being chased by two vehicles?

The headlights were coming from a very familiar blue Suburban. But at this point, I was beyond caring.

The truck sped up, leaving Erica and the cops in the dust.

But it didn't take very long for her to catch up.

Suddenly, there was a sudden thud, and we were dangling off a bridge, dangerously close to falling into the ocean.

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