Fantasies (a One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

ALISON'S POV

"Ouch!" I cried as a green paintball exploded on my butt.

It was Wednesday. Since the girls and I had no homework, we decided to meet up with the boys and chill for the day. So we decided we'd go paint-balling, and then to a karaoke club after. Not a typical day with your friends, but it was still fun!

We were at the paint-ball centre. Eleanor and Danielle were supposed to join us for karaoke, since they were too busy to make it for paint-ball. Lou wanted to see Eleanor, and the girls and I wanted to meet them too.

Over the past couple of days, I'd really gotten close with the boys. We were always texting, talking on the phone, sometimes even skypeing. Sometimes, Zayn and I would talk until midnight, but then I would hang up on him since I always had school the next day. I'd grown particularly close with Zayn and Louis. I liked them all, but I seemed to get on best with them.

"Harry, I think you bruised my butt," I complained to Harry, who happened to be laughing at me.

"Don't worry, I'll massage it better," he said with a wink.

"You're funny," I replied, getting back to paint-balling. 

The girls all had alliances, along with the boys. So it was basically girls against boys.

Ducking behind the plastic wall thingy in the paint-ball zone, I spotted Liam running from one wall to another. Aiming at him, I fired away.

I laughed as the paint-balls exploded on Liam. He cried and turned to look for who shot him. I hid behind the wall, hoping he wouldn't see me.

Liam and I were always very competitive. It all started with that soccer match. Ever since we kicked they're butts, it was always a competition between us. 

"Aah!" I heard Jess scream from the other end of the room. I turned to look at her.

Big mistake...

"GOT YOU!" I heard Liam yell as paint-balls flew towards me. I winced as they hit my body, exploding as they came in contact with my protective jumpsuit.

Let's just say that when Liam was done with me, I was a sore, colorful mess. 

"OH, IT'S ON!!" I yelled. Competitive mode; on.

I sprinted after Liam, and shot at him, laughing as he ducked and dodged the paint-balls. He jumped, and I aimed then shot. 

The blue ball exploded on his thigh, and next thing I knew, Liam was on the ground.

"MAN DOWN!!" he cried. 

I considered helping him up, but then I remembered I was in the middle of a paint-ball war. Not making that mistake...

"Psst, Alison," I heard a whisper from my right side.

I turned to see Stacey, who was motioning me to her. I glided towards her, James Bond style.

"Let's ambush Zayn," she hissed, pointing to Zayn who had his head turned away from us. He seemed to be looking for someone to shoot, obviously not aware we were planning an attack.

"Let's do it!" I said as we charged towards Zayn, shooting our paint-ball guns. 

His eyes widened as he saw me and Stacey coming at him. He fiddled with his gun, but it was too late. Me and Stacey fired away, and Zayn turned into a colorful mess. 

Unfortunately, Stacey and I didn't even get the chance to high five before we were attacked by four other he-beasts.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Louis, Harry, Liam and Niall screamed as they charged at us, shooting they're guns.