Cameras (Justin Bieber//One Direction Fanfic)

Nate. Lost and Found.

Hey guys! I have some real important things to say first.

1. I'm so so so so so so so ['so' multiplied by infinity] sorry for not updating for so long. There is, you can say, a tornado, a cyclone, an earthquake, a landslide, a riptide and so on in my life. I feel like I'm going to get white hair by the time I reach 20. There is so much of stress and so many problems that I myself feel like dying at the first possibility I get. (No I'm not an emo.)

2. Zayn.That guy has got my insides boiling and is making my hair curl. I don't know what is it with him. First leaving the band and then defending that poor excuse for a fat potato! He is just ugh!But he still makes my heart beat like crazy... ❤♥❤♥❤

3. When Zayn left the band I was like whether I should continue this story or what but then I realized that let's do the story. Let's do it so as to keep Zayn in One Direction in this world of Cameras (: I promise I won't let any Directioner down ^•^

5. I'll try updating whenever I can. I'm really sorry if I take time. My studies are more crazy than college studies >.

6. Louis and Eleanor. I absolutely adored them together! I have no freaking idea why he kissed that 56 year old girl (she looks that told!) But here in Cameras both of them are still together and so are Perrie and Zayn. Sorry people but I don't ship Zerrie *scrunches nose in disgust* I don't know but I don't like him with Perrie. She's ruined him and his career! But as long as he's happy, so am I (:

Anyways enjoy! =)

Song for the chapter:

7 things - Miley Cyrus

[I know it doesn't go with the chapter but I love the song (:]

NOT PROOF READ! MAY CONTAIN ERRORS!

Chap 13 : Nate. Lost and Found.

Charlotte's POV :

After the whole Nate thing, to be honest, I was shocked. Like seriously. How? How could he be here? But his name isn't Nate. But I remember his face clearly like I just saw it yesterday.

Okay I did see it yesterday. But still! Ugh!

Today I did not see Nate's look alike the whole day. I searched everywhere, even the stinking locker rooms. But no luck.

I was walking back home because Dave's sister got hurt so he couldn't come and the boys said they were doing "something" and so they can't come. God knows what they are doing! My different ideas of what they were doing were cut off by a car honking continuously. I looked to my right to see a black Mustang. The window rolled down and I saw none other than the jerk. He smirked and winked but I kept walking and he kept driving behind me. Ass.

"What do you want Noah?"

"I want you."

"Well you can't get me so piss off."

"Ah! That angelic voice of yours."

"Angel my ass."

"Yes and I want to hold that angel type ass of yours and squeeze it tight." He winked again.

"Stop winking or I swear I'll pull out that eyeball of yours and feed it to a dog!"

"Feisty. I like it." He winked again.

"Why don't you just go and stop bothering me?"

"Well I wanted to ask you something."

"Ask."