One Direction Comes To PAKISTAN!

Chapter 4- "Zayn you idiot..."

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

hey people! i've decided i wont post the fifth chapter until i get 50+ reads, 5+ votes and 5+ comments on this chapter and i also decided on doing a few parts of the chapter "narrator style" because there are like 10 characters and its kinda hard giving every ones  P.O.V. i hope you're OK with that... thank you!

 

ZAYN'S P.O.V:

"Ahh! Niall that bag's yours! Get it! Hurry!" Louis shouted over the sound of people hustling and bustling in the airport. "Which one? Where is it?" Niall was scurrying all around the suitcase-bringing belt or whatever it's called. I could see his hoodie getting loose. If it fell off, someone will surely recognize him.

We were now in Islamabad's airport and we were looking for our bags on the belt thingy that went around and around. We had put on our hoodies and sunglasses before getting off the plane. The five of us had even agreed on doing American accents so people would'nt recognise us if we spoke. It was pretty hard but it was kinda funny to hear each other's  failed attempts.

"I think this thing is going too fast!" I groaned. I was becoming impatient and I couldn't even see our bags!

"Don't worry guys! I got this," Liam said, coming near our little group. Where had he been to?

"Where exactly were you Liam?" I asked him. It wasn't like he knew where he was.

"Oh I was just helping this old couple get their bags off the belt," he replied with an innocent smile. Aw sweet Liam.

"Where the hell is Harry by the way?" Louis asked with two bags in each hand. "What? Niall have you seen Harry?" I asked getting panicked.

He shrugged. "Nope. Now do you have any idea where I can rape a McDonalds?" Niall asked..."umm...no..."i said weirdly"then know.i dont know..."he replied cheekily...

"yo wats up???"we all heard a thick voice yell from ten feet away.i turned around to face a punkish looking hazza walk up to us...

"where have u been haz?"louis asked pretending to be a jelouise girlfriend..."have u been cheating on me?"..."oh no! i was talking to some nice old ladies...ya know,workin my charm..."he said givving a wink even though it was barly visible under hs dark sunglasses..."hell haz dont you start that again now!"liam said flicking him on the ear. "guys i think these are all the bags.now everybody's gonna hold their own shit!"niall said almost too loud.though thank god he kept the american accent going..."hush down nialler!i dont think its ok to say stuff like that here..." i said feeling consious and trying not to attract too much attention to us.

we all picked up our bags and walked past security out side to the open ISLAMABAD...and oh god...

The fuck?!?!?!!!!!!! there were sooo many ppl...EVERYWHERE!!!!! and they all looked soo different! and most of them wore weird clothing...like...really weird!!! i looked at the guys and as i expected,their mouths were on the floor...oh hell...where were we...

"umm...zayn..."liam lokked at me with an expression of total loss on his face.they all stared at me like puppies...wtf was i supossed to do...and then  remembered sumthing worse...much worse...we were practically stranded in pakistan...all alone...without anywhere to go.....

AN HOUR LATER.AT MCDONALDS:

NIALL'S *P.O.V*

"so ur telling us,that we have no home,no car,no security,anyone we know or any assurance that we wont die in the next hour?!??!?!?!" i said to zayn above a wisper.all of us were bending down on a small square table in the corner at mcdonalds.it was a bit after sunset and we didnt even have a car but thankfully,there was a mcdonalds right infront of the airport so we didnt have to drive...we were trying to obsorbe zayn's crazy outburst..."yeah.pretty much"zayn said looking embaressed.oh god...i couldnt belive him..."im sorry guys.i mean,i was just soo desprate to get here!and i didnt know what else to do!"he said, trying to explain himself..."why the hell didnt you tell us earlyer?if u had then we couldve made some arrangments! atleast book an appartment! now we dont even have a place to stay!"liam said.he was obviously freaking out the most...."im sooo sorry i didnt tell u earlier!i promise that i'll work something out"zayn replied looking guilty as hell...well he should be....even though i fellt sorry for him..."well im hungry...and im gonna go order.what do u guys want?and then we could settle things and even ask someone for a tour..."i said...i was damn starving,and i couldnt think stright while being hungry..."ok go order sumthin for all of us and please remember to keep the hoodie and the glasses stright.and the american accent!we dont want things gettin more messed up..."harry said giving zayn a little scowl...