Tell Me a Lie

Mobbed

Harry's POV

I can usually tell if and when we're going to be mobbed. It starts with whispering and pointing and then screaming, but with Callie asleep on my lap, I was paying attention to nothing else but her steady breathing. I was too distracted to see the signs, and I wasn't prepared, especially when that Morgan girl showed up and shouted 'CALLIE!'

I knew I couldn't leave either Callie or Morgan here, that they'd be trampled and attacked by fangirls, so I threw Callie over my shoulder and took the blonde girl's hand. We ran straight towards the hotel, and as we neared it, the bumpy ride on my back woke Callie.

"HARRY!" She screams. I want to set her down, to stroke her beautiful hair and tell her that everything is alright, but I can't.

"It's alright!" I yell. She stops squirming.

"Let me down!" She insists.

"No time Callie we need to find somewhere safe!" I huff, losing my balance and almost falling.

"The back entrance is to your left!" She tells me grabbing my hair to stabilize herself.

"I'll go to the right." Morgan pipes up. "To distract them."

"Room 130." Callie tells her as quietly as possible. She nods and I let go of her hand. Callie and I veer left towards the back door. The plan works, and some of the girls behind us start to follow Morgan. We slip around the hedges on the back side of the hotel until we reach the door. I fish a key card out of my pocket as Callie slips off my back. I put the card in the slot and it beeps green. We enter quietly and both smile. Silence.

Morgan's POV

I run as fast as I've ever ran in my life. 'My softball coach would be proud.' I think, smiling to myself. My plan is to try and loop around to the front entrance and pretend I have a room in the hotel. I hope nobody follows me. That would be bad. I cut around a group of trees and start back towards the front of the hotel and trough the door, my flowery dress whipping out behind me. I walk calmly through the lobby packed with teenage girls. As I start to enter the hallway, a huge man whose name tag reads 'manager' my path.

"What are you doing back here?" He booms.

"I'm going to my room." I tell him.

"I'll need to see your key card." He tells me. I start to panic. Oh crap oh crap oh crap. I turn around quickly.

"Holy cow! Those girls are destroying the lobby!" I yell. He looks in the direction I turned and I duck under his arm and run down the hallway. I don't see where I'm going, and I'm not aware where I'm running until I go crumbling to the floor. I hit someone. Someone hit me. I reach up to rub my forehead and open my eyes. Sitting in front of me on the ground, rubbing his eyes is the one and only, Niall Horan.