Pigeons,Carrots, and a boy named Louis

Chapter 10- Let the games begin!!

~~~(Louis' P.O.V)~~~

I scope out my surroundings as I peek out from the bush I'm hiding behind. I accidentally have taken a lipstick capsule instead of a pencil but it works on both paper and my face so its all good. See, since the color was a darkish color I decided to call it my "War Paint" and I put it under my eyes like those fancy American Football Players do. Eleanor is going to kill me but hey, its worth it.

"Here Kevin Kevin Kevin.." I coo as I army crawl across the park grass concerning all the children and their parents around me.

-poke-

what the??

-poke-

"Mommy is he okay??" A little peasant says as he continues to poke my arse with a stick..

"No honey now get away from the man." The worried mother says as her child pokes me one last time and casually walks away. Good thing for him that it was the last poke because.. well .. it wouldn't have gone okay if it wasn't.

First thing I would like to state is that you should never let your children poke strangers with sticks, furthermore you shouldn't be allowing them to play with sticks at all! You know how dangerous that is? HE COULD'VE KILLED ME!!

You know what? The poking up my arse kind of reminds me of Facebook. When people poke me on Facebook its pretty annoying just like that kid. So now I wonder if Mark Zuchenburg meant the pokes on Facebook to feel like a little kid trying to shove a pointy branch up your arse.

"KEVIN!!" I scream in rejoice as I watch a pigeon land in the tree. Oh yeah, the Tommo Tomlinson got one down baby.

~~(Niall's P.O.V)~~

I take a seat on a the paved sidewalk outside of McDonald's with a McDouble in one hand in a pair of binoculars in the other.

"Come here pigeons I have food.." I coo with an evil smirk. My game plan is to lure the pigeons in with my food (however not give them any because its MY food and I DON'T SHARE) and then tally them all down.

As I take a ferocious bite into the burger, I nearly choke as my plan comes to action with three pigeons walking towards me with hunger in their eyes... uhoh..

~~~(Liam's P.O.V)~~~

As I sit on the play swings outside of Toys R Us, I notice people are starting to look at me. What can a grown man not sit outside on swings without being JUDGED anymore? It's such a shame on what this world come to.

After a few minutes of feeling akward, I take out my phone and pretend I'm on a phone call. "Two can play at this game, society." I grunt under my breath as I make the home screen glow. 

"OH HAHAHA YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD CHAP!!" I laugh loudly into my phone probably drawing more attention to myself than needed. 

I can never win can I?

~~(Zayn's P.O.V)~~

Honestly, I could care less about this stupid competition. Niall probably could either because that lad will eat ANYTHING!

Sometimes I wonder if Niall is on drugs because he always has the munchies but then reality comes back and slaps me in the face making me realize that Niall is too much of an Irish angel to think about doing drugs, unlike the Bradford Bad Boy me.

Just kidding, I wouldn't do drugs.

I laugh at my thoughts and flick the hotel lobby t.v channel to Sponge Bob... my secret guilty pleasure.

~~~(Harry's P.O.V)~~~

I look through my binoculars and watch Louis continue to crawl around the playground. I'm not in this for the Kevin Hunt, I'm in this to scare the living crap out of Louis when he's least expecting it..

JUST KIDDING!!

Of course I want to pick out the dinner venue tonight! But I want to target Louis while doing it. I shall dominate the pigeon world.

"Mwa ha ha ha..." I mutter under my breath as I smirk and bounce my eye brows up and down like an evil villain from Sponge Bob.

Speaking of Sponge Bob, I can't believe I caught Zayn watching that the other night! What a child.. common. Lets admit it, Barney is sooo much more realistic and awesomer.

~~~(Eleanor's P.O.V)~~~

As I stroll down the streets I head count the pigeons I see sitting in the trees.

"18..19..20.."

I continue marking down tally marks on my sheet of paper. I don't know what the other boys strategies are but hey, mines working out pretty damn well if I do say so myself.

~~Author's Note~~

Hey my meatballs!!! :)

418 reads!?!? OMG I LOVE YOU!!

You are all fabuLOUIS, amaZAYN, phenomiNIALL, extrodinHARRY, and brilLIAM !!! And I bet you all think I'm socially awkward for stating those words haha

But seriously.. I love you my meatballs so very much..

ANYWAYS!!

Who do you think is going to win the "Kevin Hunt" ????

Hmmmmm....

Okay so here's my ridiculous goal at the moment- I wanna be able to reach 1,000 reads + on this book. My birthday is coming up in a month and if I reach 1,000+ by then I will omg I don't know what I will do but it will involve all of you and I mean it.

So if you love me and One Direction can you please help me get to 1,000+ reads on my book?

And always remember- You may not be plastic but you are FANTASTIC! -words of wisdom from yours truly Louis Tomlinson

xxxx- jillmaria