Just normal guys

1. When did I become y/n??

„You can't be serious!", I cursed and closed my book. Once again the author ended it with a terrible cliffhanger. In my head I wrote 'buy part 2!!' on my to-do-list. But I had to go anyway. After school I came here often, to the town's castle. It was a nice spot to read, with a great view over the whole area. And apart from many tourists, no one came here, who would interrupt me. I'd been sitting here for the last 2 hours, but it definitely was time to go, even though I'd love to stay. July just started, and the weather was great. I put the book into my bag and stood up, when I heard someone behind me saying:

„Excuse me, could you help us?'"

I froze. The voice was strangely familiar. I turned and almost fainted. At least I think that was how it would feel. But I put myself together and answered:

„Yes of course, what do you need?"

„We got lost, but have to get to the main-train-station. Could you tell us the way?", Liam Payne asked.

Behind him stood Harry Styles and Niall Horan.

„I actually have to go there as well. I could show you the way if you want?", I offered. On the inside I was going crazy. Why are 3/5 of One Direction just walking through the streets? How? But I kept myself from asking them for a picture, or even telling them that I'm a fan. They were still normal guys and deserved some privacy and time off. Ok, I couldn't resist showing them the way, but I mean it's true, I had to go there, too!

„That would  be very nice", Harry accepted the offer. Still he had a mistrusting look on his face, as if he was just waiting for me to realise who they were and to go crazy about it. I couldn't blame him.

„Ok, great! Oh, my name is Ayla by the way. And who are you?"

I saw them looking at each other. They looked unsure, like contemplating if it was worth the risk revealing their names to me.

„I'm Liam, these are Harry and Niall"

„Nice to meet you" Harry said and shook my hand.

„It's nice to meet you three, too. Let's go!"

While we were walking through the streets, I noticed them looking down and sticking together, probably hoping they won't be recognised. I shook my head. How did they escape their security and got lost without being sees by fans? Well, there weren't so many 1D fans in this town, even in 2014. At least I didn't know many. But still, it seemed like a miracle, that no one started screaming and fangirling somewhere nearby. To break the tense atmosphere I started telling them things about the sites we came across.

„Could we perhaps stop at Church St. Lorenz?'" Niall suddenly asked. 'Two friends will meet us there'

That explained, why Zayn and Louis weren't with them. They probably split up to not draw too much attention on them.

„Of course! It's on the way anyways"

A few minutes later we were at the church. We stopped at a corner of its walls, where not many people would walk by. Shortly after we arrived, I saw the two boys coming towards us (OK, technically all of them were already men, but I still called them boys in my head, as all fans did).

„You've actually found the way! Congrats!" Louis joked.

They greeted each other, before the two of them noticed me.

„Who is this?",  Zayn wanted to know.

„I'm Ayla, I showed Harry, Liam, and Niall the way. If I heard right, then you are Louis and Zayn, right?"

„That's right. Hello then!", Louis slowly responded. They looked at me suspiciously, as if they tried to figure out, why I, a 16 year old girl, was not going crazy over the fact that I was casually talking to One Direction, the biggest boyband on the planet. But they seemed to accept the fact, that I obviously haven't heard nothing of them.

„She's offered to show us the way to the station. So, I think we should start moving, we don't want to miss our .... appointment, right?", Liam finally broke the silence.

„Yes, yes, you're right", Zayn agreed but seemed mentally distant. He still didn't trust me being so calm. Well, in his place I wouldn't either. We started walking again having a bit of smalltalk on the way. A few minutes later we arrived at the station.

„Well, we're here. I hope you'll have a nice time in the city. Goodbye!"

I already saw the security waiting for them at the entrance. The boys seemed to notice as well and looked at each other, making a silent agreement. Then Liam spoke up:

„Ayla I have one last question: Do you not know who we are?"

I decided to play along a bit:

„Define ‚knowing'. What do you mean?"

„Have you ever heard of the band ‚One Direction' ? That is us. Have you really never heard that name?"

‚Oh, you mean One Direction, the biggest band on the planet, of which I collect merch like it costs nothing, and where I'll go to the concert tomorrow? Yep, then I know you. Liam James Payne, born on 28th August 1993, Zayn Javadd Malik, born on 12th January 1993, Niall James Horan, born on 13th September 1993, Harry Edward Styles, born on 1st February 1994, and Louis William Tomlinson, born on 24th December's 1991. Shall I go on?"

All five of them looked somehow absolutely shocked but not really surprised at the same time.

„Why didn't you still say anything on our way here?", Louis asked.

„Because I think you are still just normal guys and deserve some privacy and time without being chased by fans. But you can believe me, in my head I've been absolutely going crazy the whole time."

„That's... that's very noble", Harry said. „Thank you"

„You're welcome. Now, I see you have to go, but I have one last question as well: Why did you ask a teenage girl for the way? I mean there was a high risk, that I would have started fangirling and other would have noticed you?"

„Well, you were the only one up there who not seemed to be a tourist. And you looked nice, and we really had to get here", Niall spoke. „And even if you had started freaking out, our presence would have been all over social media a few minutes later and security would have know where to pick us up."

„Well, thank you, I guess. I really have to go now, I have to catch my train. Goodbye then, and good luck for the concert tomorrow. I'll be in the first row!"

I turned and went to the train. I'd probably regret not asking for a photo eventually. But I would have missed my train and had to wait for another hour. And they probably had not one minute more as well.
The boys looked after me, I could only imagine their confusion. When I sat down in the wagon, I called my best friend. She was a fan too, and one of the few people I'd tell the story.

A/N:
So, on a scale from 1 to 10, one being Percy Jackson, 10 being 2013 fanfics written by 12 year old, what would you give this chapter? I really have no idea

Edit: Just corrected some spelling/grammar/vocab mistakes. Rewrote some sentences, to make them sound better. But no changes of the plot.

(The picture is the Nuremberg Castle, I have it from their official website)