(Elory's POV): I woke up the next morning finding Harry curled up next to me, our bodies touching. I scowled and delicately removed myself from the bed. Clothes were everywhere but I decided I could save that for later. A shirt and shorts found a way onto me as well as my wrap and wig. I walked out of the room wanting some food. My stomach growled. My hand ran over all of the options I had. Not many. I grabbed some car keys and took off down the stairs. The grocery store was a short drive away do it didn't take long. I grabbed a cartfull of food, paid, then left. I was greeted by a couple of girls. They asked for my autograph and some pictures. I drive back to the rental and placed the groceries on the counter. The boys were still not up. I grabbed some food and laid down on the couch. I read some tweets and went on Facebook. Some were mean comments like,"your a fucking faggot!" "one direction is better without an extra ass like yours!" I didn't mind hate though. A rustling noise came from the other end of the room. I looked up and saw Liam. He sat down next to me. "I went ahead and bought some groceries. I hope you don't mind that I used your credit card." I teased him. He punched me,"you better not have." I laughed,"I didn't but now that i think of it it probably is a good idea." I smirked at him. We sat there and talked until the other boys walked in. "We have a photoshoot in... Shit.... One hour." the boys shoveled down food and ran to get ready. I laughed and watched them run around. Shortly after we hoped into the car. "Just to clear things up, I'm not gonna be in it right?" Liam nodded,"yah as far as we know." we arrived at the place we were going to do it at. The sign out front read PAINTBALL. Louis face lit up,"yes! We're doing paintball!" the boys started whooping and hollering. The stylist stuck us in paint ball uniforms. I was confused,"aren't I not in this?" her brow furrowed,"oh that's right... Well keep it one because we don't have time to take it off until the end." the boys were each given a color: Niall green, Harry red, Liam blue, Louis yellow, and Zayn orange. They walked out pretend shooting each other. I couldn't help laughing at how funny they looked. They were instructed on different things to do while in there. I half listened half zoned out. Then they entered the shooting range. I got a window and watched them. Then unexpectedly two hands roughly pushed me to the entrance of the range. Before I could ask what was going on, the doors shut behind me. I ran around trying to find a good hiding spot.
Harry's POV: I had found an amazing spot. The first round was supposed to be fun more than posing so I let myself be hidden. I had a crawl space that could fit one person. It was in a kind of box that was dark from the outside but from the inside you could see who was coming by. I had just gotten in there when a body crawled in. I was about to shoot when I heard the voice. It was Emily. "What are you doing here?" I whispered. "I don't know! They pushed me in here." "Your going to get us caught." I grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of me. I could practically feel the flames flickering in between us. Butterflies were flying around in my stomach. "Harry! Let go of me." I tightened my grip on her. After trying to struggle against me she gave up and laid her head down on my chest. I smiled. This is how it should be everyday. "Your going to get hurt." I whispered. "No I'm not!" she pulled her herself out of my arms and ran off. I sighed. She had played it well. Catching me off guard by laying her head down on me. I had hoped that it had been really her wanting to lay with me, but of course it wasn't. I got up and heard screaming in the distance. I laughed. It sounded like Louis. I crawled out and ran towards the noise. I looked out to see where everybody was. Splat! My back arched. I had gotten hit. I turned around to see who it was. "Your going to get hurt out there." she said mimicking my voice. She ran off before I had time to react. I started running after her. She got to Liam and hit him. Then to everybody else. Her clothes were spotless. Wow. I stood there looking at her. She was so hot when she got mad. I ran after her determined to shoot her. I finally got her cornered. I pressed her with my gun against the wall. She put her hands on the gun and her lips started quivering. I put my hand on her face mask,"it's alright It's not going to hurt that bad." she took her chance. She slipped beneath me and shot right in between the legs. I doubled over. I turned to see her jumping up and down obstacles. Just for good measure she shot me again. "Fuck you Emily!" I quickly covered my mouth. They didn't know she was Emily. Oh well serves her right. But the funny thing was I still wanted to win her heart. I still wanted her. I got up and ran in the opposite direction of her. We finished the game and we all awaited the scores sweating and panting. Of course the winner was Emily. She shot me a smirk. I flipped her off when no one could see. We went back in with instructions to pelt each other without running away. The guns were not as big as the other ones so that when we got up tomorrow we wouldn't be covered in bruises. "Go!" we each pelted each other. I made sure to pelt Emily. She pelted me to. Then it turned into a war. Niall and Liam with her and Louis and Zayn with me. "Stop!" they had their photos. We walked in and and hanged our uniforms on some wooden pegs. We headed back to our rental. They would send us the pictures soon. I looked over at Emily. She made me want her more with everything she did. I had never really felt that with someone else. I knew that I would stop at nothing to get her.
