Chapter 16

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The song for this chapter is Diet Mountain Dew by Lana Del Rey.

There are a lot of songs in this chapter so when you see one I suggest playing it.




*warning*: Guns







Lina's POV




We were literally in the woods. I'm not kidding.

For a minute I thought they were gonna kill me here.

They brought a shit ton of empty beer bottles and stands.

Liam and Zayn set it up while Louis and Harry got the guns.

Let's just pray they all have good aim.

Niall brought a speaker for music.

"Ready to shoot?" Niall asked me.

I was laying on the grass resting on my elbows while looking up at him.

The outfit I had on today was more simple. It was high waisted baggy blue jeans with a vintage cropped  Motor- Sport shirt. I wore my hair in a claw clip but left a few pieces in the front out. To top it off I put on my white converse and some jewelry.

 To top it off I put on my white converse and some jewelry

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Harry and Louis came back.

"She won't be shooting anything," Harry said.

I rolled my eyes discreetly.

"Why not? We can teach her?" Niall added.

"No way in hell. She'll kill someone," Harry explained. "She's a girl."

Oh how I bet I have better aim than him.

I started laughing at his comment. He really thinks cause I'm a girl that I don't know how to shoot a gun. I packed one in my suitcase before we left for tour just incase. I've had one since I was fifteen. They just don't know that.

They both stared at me clueless not knowing why I was cackling.

Harry walked near me and leaned down to my level on the ground. "Just stay here and watch," he said.

"Sure," I smiled.

A few minutes went by with them setting up.

"So, who's the best at aiming here," I asked.

"Zayn," they all said except Harry.

Fucking narcissist.

I got up and walked over to Zayn and patted him on the back.

"Alright Zayn let's see what you've got," I said smiling.

They all made an expression that questioned the meaning of my sentence.

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