Trust, Love, and Lost Relations

Dinner Date

Liam's P.O.V.
Katrish ran upstairs, presumably to find a dress. I smiled fondly at her retreating figure, seeing the excited look on her face. I waited a few minutes, and then headed upstairs myself.

I heard voices from Felicity and Niall's room, so I figured that Katrish was in there. I went into my bedroom, quickly grabbing a suit out of my suitcase, and heading to the bathroom. I changed quickly, fixing up my quiff , and going downstairs.

When I got down there, however, all I could hear were screams. It almost sounded like... there was no way... I turned around to see the house surrounded by teenage girls. Apparently the fans had found us.

I was surprised that they were in the dark for so long. They had this weird way of knowing everything. I mean, I loved our fans, they're the reason we've made it this far. Sometimes they can just be a handful is all.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and turned to see Louis. "Hey, mate, I heard the screams," he said, wondering what the screaming was about. I gestured towards the window with my head, and a look of realization came over his face. "So, the fans have found us, then?" He asked rhetorically.

I nodded at him, seeing Niall, Harry, and Zayn come down the stairs too. They looked towards the window, seeing the hoard of fan girls standing there. Niall grinned, waving at them, "crazy mofos are everywhere," he said, laughing. He didn't mean it in a mean way, but I still didn't understand how that nickname came about.

It was Harry who noticed my outfit. He looked at me teasingly, "what are you so dressed up for?"

"Well, I was going to take Katrish out on a lunch date, but apparently, we're gonna have to wait a while.

"Wow, I never did realize how crazy we all are," Katrish said, looking outside. My head whipped around to looked at her. I hadn't even heard her come down the stairs.

"Well, some of you are," Zayn said, "but there are also the ones who are just really supportive and just sit on the sidelines."

It's a good thing Zayn was keeping up a conversation, because there was no way I would have been able to. I was too busy starting at her. She looked amazing. She had on a purple dress that was longer at the back, and her bangs were pinned back with a simple, yet beautiful dragonfly pin.

I seen a hand waving in my face and snapped back to reality, seeing Harry laughing at me. "Welcome back to reality mate."

I seen Katrish looking at me, grinning. I blushed bright red, looking at the floor. "Sorry," I mumbled.

They all laughed at me again. "You look amazing," I said to her a few minutes later. I had stopped blushing, but when I looked up, she was blushing instead.

Just then, Zayn walked back into the room. I hadn't even noticed he had left, to be honest. "So, I just called Paul. He said he'd be here in about twenty minutes with a few of the other guys." He explained to us. I nodded my head, annoyed.

Honestly, I loved our fans, but this was a really bad time. They just seemed to be everywhere. I turned to Katrish and smiled at her sadly, "I'm sorry," I told her, "I know this kind of changes our plans."

She smiled at me reassuringly, "it's ok, I know how they feel. I used to be the same way. I wasn't always trying to stalk you and find you like this though," she said, looking at the hoard of teenagers, "but I did always wish that I could meet all of you just once. Meet the boys who changed my life."

She said the last part to all of us, smiling. "And now look at me. I'm dating one of you, and becoming friends with the rest," she smiled again, seemingly unbelieving.