We’ve been walking around London for about an hour. We already got pizza and while trying to get back to the tour bus, we got lost. Now we have no idea where we are, hence lost.
“Okay, what street is this?” Riley asks looking at the street sign.
“Why does it matter what street we’re on, when either way we’re lost in a foreign country.” I groan
“Let’s ask this guy.” Savannah suggests walking up to some blonde boy who seems to be talking to a few girls.
“Excuse me?” Savannah says tapping the boy on the shoulder, he turns around facing us.
“Yeah? Oh, you want an auto graph?” He says in an Irish accent smiling.
“Umm from some random, blonde, Irish boy? Nope. We’re just lost.” I say utterly confused
“Oh, well. Wait just a second.” He says turning around to the girls he was talking to previously, signing a couple things for some unknown reason. The girls squeal and run away.
“Alright, how may I be of service?” He jokes turning around.
“Well, we’re lost.” Riley states simply.
“Where are you head-wait let’s go in here before anyone else recognizes me.” He says
“Wait, woah, woah, woah. Why would we follow some random person into a hotel? You could rape us in there!” I exclaim
“Anybody else would be dying to follow the Niall Horan into a hotel.” Another curly haired boy walks out of the hotel. He smiles cheekily at his sexual joke.
“Wait. You are Niall Horan?” Savannah says sternly
“Yep, and that’s Harry Styles.” He says pointing to the curly haired boy.
“You guys are in that boy band aren’t you?” Riley questions, they both nod.
“Okay, we don’t need your help.” I say marching off until one of the boys grabs my arm turning me around to face them. It was Harry.
“What do you need help with, love?” He winks still holding my wrist.
“I need you to let go of me. And I also need you to never talk to me again.” I say sternly
“Woah, chill. Wait, are you Anastasia Taylor?” Niall asks as I just nod simply.
“Wow, you’re like amazing. Like…wow.” Niall’s voice trails off.
“I know. Now we’re leaving.” I say leaving once again.
“Wait! Ana!” One of them says
“What?!” I practically yell
“Take this.” Harry winks handing me a piece of paper, I just shove it in my pocket walking off again.
I can not believe I just ran into them. I hate this so much. I am seriously so mad right now. Like, ugh!
“Why did we just walk away from people who could possibly help us?” Riley asks
“Because they were part of One Direction.” Savannah answers. “What was on the paper anyway?” She continues, changing the subject slightly. I shrug pulling out the piece of paper, trying to read and walk. So I don’t fall.
“Call me beautiful. 889-045-3382 ;)
Or Niall, he’s cool too 889-223-9274 :)
Love,
2/5 of One Direction”
(A/N)
Heyyooo!
So, not much exciting happened in this chapter except for the part where she met Niall and Harry:( haha I was going to wait another chapter or two until I brought any of One Direction in but I decided against it!
DO NOT CALL THAT NUMBER I JUST MADE IT UP. AND PRETTY MUCH PRESSED RANDOM NUMBERS!
So I don't know what else to say.
Oh I don't quite know who this fanfic is going to be about yet maybe a Louis/Liam or Louis/Niall or Harry/Liam or Harry/Liam/Niall haha jk I do kinda know unless I need it to change for some unknown reason
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