Loved You First - A One Direction Fan Fiction (Liam). {On Hold, Summer 2013}

cнapтer 4 - Get Out Of The Girls Bathroom!

100 reads so here you go!

This chapter involves a boy (who you all should know) in the women's bathroom, so if you're interested in that kind of stuff, read on.

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Evelyn's POV

Don't get me wrong, concerts are exciting. A little less exciting if it's not your favorite singer, and a little less if you have to go with your crazy best friend.

"Oh my god I'm so fricken excited! Harry's gonna look sooooo sexy!" I rolled my eyes. "You always say that. 'Oh look, Harry looks so sexy walking.' 'He looks so sexy sleeping.'"

"Well, it's true. Don't deny it." I made a disgusted face and continued to walk.

We got to our seats about 20 minutes later. I suddenly had the urge to go to the bathroom. "Quinn, I gotta go pee." She nodded and I left her with the thousand other fangirls. I'm quite afraid that I'm going to get lost...

I rounded the corner and found a door marked 'Woman's'. I entered and did my business. Just as I was washing my hands, I heard a bang and an 'Ow!' coming from a stall. I jumped a little, and froze in my tracks. That didn't sound like a girl to me. "Um, hello?" I asked nervously.

"Ah....hello." A voice that belonged to a brit replied. They opened the door and surprise surprise, it was a boy. He had black hair styled up, and for some reason looked very familiar. How ironic it would be if he was one of my old schoolmates. "What the hell are you doing in the women's bathroom?! You nearly scared me to death!"

"Oh, sorry! I was just...ah...hiding from girls?" This made me laugh. "So, you're hiding from girls...in a girls bathroom?" How dumb was this guy? And why would girls be after him? "Ah...yeah."

"Okay, stop saying 'ah', and why are girls after you?" He smirked a little. "So, you're telling me you don't know who I am?" Was I supposed to? Do I know him...? It's not everyday that you run into someone you 'apparently' know in a bathroom.

"No idea."

"Well, I gotta split. I gotta get to my band, and the concerts starting soon." He waved and left the bathroom. He was in a band? How cute. Note the sarcasm. Hmm...what an odd experience.

I exited the bathroom and made my way back to the concert, where I'd left Quinn waiting for a while. When I sat back down, she looked pissed. "What gives?! You were gone for 20 minutes! Anything exciting happen?"

I shook my head. "Nah, nothing really. Nothing at all. Did I miss anything?"

She gawked at me. "Don't lie! Something happened, I know it! And no. You missed nothing."

I put my hands up in defense. "I swear! Nothing exciting happened. If you call me peeing exciting, than that's about it."

She rolled her eyes, something she does a lot. "Fine. You don't have to tell me."

"Good." Twenty minutes of silence later, she finally spoke. "So what happened on your way to the bathroom?" I sighed, deciding to tell her. Otherwise, she'll never shut up. "I just ran into a boy in the bathroom." Her eyes widened.

"Did you get his number?" I shook my head and laughed, because I, of all people, am going to ask a stranger I meet on the bathroom for his number. "Oh...what did he look like?" I thought for a moment. "Why does it matter?"

"It just does. Now spill." Ugh. "Well, he had a black quiff. That's all I remember, now leave me alone."

"Oh my god, it was totally Zayn!" I rolled my eyes like she had earlier.

"Yes, because Zayn Malik from One Direction would be in the girls bathroom at his own concert."

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I hope you liked it, I wrote it fairly quickly because my story randomly went from, like, 10 to 100 reads. I thought it was fair to update so here you go!

Hah. I said I'd update again at 150 reads, and it now has 350ish. Sorry about that, and I also don't know how this story will play out. Will anyone care if I delete it?