Chapter 8

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"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS DOING?" Niall yells it. He seems really angry. I hope I never see him like this again.

"We took a picture of your beautiful kiss." The only reason I knew it was Harry was because the sound of his voice and the laugh that came after that statement. OH MY FLIPPIN GOD! The four boys that were standing in front of us took off their hoods to reveal that they were indeed the four boys of One Direction. Niall looked like he wanted to KILL the cheeky British boy.

"Niall calm down." I whisper it into his ear. His body relaxes and he seems calm but it still looks like there's anger in his eyes. I decide not to let it bother me. Niall turns to the boys.

"Okay boys. I guess it's time for you to meet her. The girl that you've now seen all over Twitter. Guys," points to me, "This is Taylor Simmons."

"Hi guy's." I wave and smile. I notice two of the boy's looking at me normally, with smiles on their faces, while the other two are looking at me weirdly. Liam is giving me a look like a puppy. While Harry is openly glaring at me. Why is he giving me that look?

"Why don't we all go watch a movie?" Louis suggests.

I look at Niall and he nods his head. I follow Niall to the boys rooms and right after I walk in he slams the door.  

"That's for humiliating us in front of the world." He yells it to the door. I look at him and start laughing. I can't believe he just did that. He looks at me questioningly. 

"What's so funny?" The look on his face now was hilarious but I hold back my laughs this time. 

"Nothing love." He comes and gives me a hug. 

"OK." I feel my pocket vibrate and look to see who it is. "SHIT!"

"What?" He looks at me with alarm clear on his face.

"It's my mom. She wanted me home an hour ago." She was gonna kill me.

"Why didn't you say anything?" He puts his arms around me as I fall to the floor.

"I didn't want to go home. I really have to answer this." I open the door and run out into the hallway. The first person I run into is Harry. 

"Watch where you're going!" 

I don't even listen I just keep running. I didn't want to figure out his hate issue with me right now. I get to a deserted stairwell and answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Where are you? You were supposed to be home an hour ago."

"Sorry mom. I'm on my way now."

"Don't bother this time. I'm done with you and you're little games. You are no longer welcome in this house. Come by tomorrow to pick up your stuff." With that she hangs up.

I run out of the stairwell crying. I keep running until I run into somebody. It was Liam. I just sit on the floor and cry. He puts his arm around me and lets me. I want to protest saying that only Niall could do that but I couldn't. When I could talk again he asks me what's wrong.

"My mom just kicked me out. Where am I gonna go?" He looks at me in disbelief.

"Stay with us."

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