They Don't Know About Us

Who We Are - Chapter 90

*PAIGE'S POV*
Ghost hunting was hilarious. It's as simple as that. We spent all night scaring the shit out of one another, Myself and Chloe repeatedly becoming the victims, clutching on to one another for support of some kind. Which unsurprisingly didn't make us feel any better. We knew it was just the lads, Shelby, Ellie and Perrie trying successfully to give us heart attacks yet, our skin still seemed to jump off our bodies.

At one point, me and Chloe have yet again somehow drifted away from the others, even Harry and Niall left us. "Y'know what Clo, I think it's time for some serious pay back! What do you think?" I mumble as I walk over numerous twigs and branches. "Now that my friend, is a brilliant idea! I've got a good one for Hazza! Follow me!" She replies, holding her index finger against her lips with a silent gesture. I simply nod and follow her lead. Chloe quickly runs through the plan with me and ducks to hid behind a tree which is fairly 100 yards away from our located camp, where everyone seems to be placed. "Shouldn't we go looking for them?" I hear Niall say, whilst he messes with the blond hair found above his ear. "They'll be fine! They're badasses after all, right?" Liam replies, winking with a grin on his face. It's time, I think to myself. Preparing myself, and trying not to laugh, I attempt the best Chloe impression I can do and scream "Harry!" Before hiding behind a tree even closer to our campsite. "Chloe!" Multiple people shout before I see two people run past me, not quite sure who they are but I decide to stay and watch. 

I watch on as one of them, preferably Harry, runs closer and closer towards Chloe's hidden location and just as he's about to pass her, she pounces from behind the thick trunk and they both tumble to the ground. Everyone is laughing at this point as we watch Chloe, whose back is on the ground and Harry, who hovers over her, revel in what just happened. Niall sways next to me and I grab his hand. "Hey baby." he mumbles with a smile. When, all of a sudden, out of no where, someone decides to clear their throat, wanting to be noticed. Everyone freezes as we all notice the large curly hair which stands out among others, knowing for sure its Harry and if Harry's there, then who is with Chloe? She stumbles away from the ground and stand up besides Harry, who looks plain and simply shell shocked. There's only one person missing from the crowd. The one person I didn't want it too be. And as the moons energetic light, which brightens the darkness, reflects against that persons face, I stand back with sadness. Poor Louis, how is he gonna get himself out of this one?