Fangirl

The Chase

Hi! :) I hope you're having the best Thursday ever and if you're not well get ready to, cause this chapter's about to change yo life! I hope.. It has a little bit of an impact.. Nah I'm just kidding this chapter's horrible but don't let that stop you from reading this! Hope you like it :)

"Julia!" I heard Quinn, or was it Kathy, scream out in the distance but I was too far away to know which one of them screamed that.

I then felt the familiar feeling of my calves burning and my legs screaming for me to give up but I didn't, plus it helped that I wasn't the only one running after the car.

About 20 fans were running with me, screaming different things after the car, someone was even carrying a crucifix with Harry on it! And you guys call me crazy and obsessed?!

It was like a fucking hunger games, everyone was pushing everyone, someone even threw a rock at me just so she can get in front!

It was madness, I tell you.

I was behind by a lot, those girls were damn fast and looked like a bunch of athletes while me, couch potato me, is struggling like a fat kid in the back, calling time out even though this time this wasn't gym class and there wasn't a coach.

I didn't let myself have a halleluijah moment once I saw the black range rover cause I could have time to Fangirl over that later but for now, I'm going to have to chase after the speeding car.

I continued to run as I panted, my calves hurted like a bitch but if I stopped I would be too far behind to catch up, but running just wasn't for me.

I then proceeded to move my legs faster before I went back to my original pace because I face planted on the sidewalk, people laughed at me while someone even took a picture! Probably posting it on the internet..

I hear the sound of my shoes hitting the pavement and I can feel my heart furiously pumping in my chest, I swear, when I get back from England I'll be the fittest woman alive!

As I ran, I also tried to remember where I went just in case I got lost but it was so hard to remember when they took so many damn turns, they're probably trying to avoid traffic or lose us fans and they were succeeding!

Some fans finally gave up, lying down on the sidewalk as they breathed deeply, sighing out of relief. I want to do that too.

But I can't.

I groaned out loud. "Why do I have to be so obsessed?!" I screamed at the heavens as I continued to run, finally catching up with the now just 13 girls running.

"Well well well, aren't you a weak little girl."

I looked at my left and saw a fan my age, not even breaking a sweat as she ran ahead of me a few centimeters.

She slowed her pace until we were neck and neck as she smirked down at me. Athletic, pretty, and long legged, wow I feel insecure.

"Nice hair by the way, what's it made of? Desperation?" She coo'ed at me as she laughed.

"No, it's made out of your mom's chest hair." I retorted as I ignored the fact that my hair was frizzing like there's no tomorrow.

She glared at my comeback.

"Why don't you just give up? Seriously, you look like you're about to pass out. I saw you struggling at the back, it's pretty obvious you're not good enough for this... Why don't you leave this to the real dedicated Directioners? " She sneered at me before quickening her pace, easily getting back on the front, screaming at the car like a loon.

She gave me a sideways glance, smirking before I saw her mouth the word 'weak' before turning her attention back to the range rover.

I glared at her athletic, and fit body before I stared at my weak one, well she's not wrong.. I do feel like passing out.