The Best Decision

Chapter 2

i had some school work catchin up to do... hope you guys like itt you prob think im boring right now loll

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Chapter 2

First off, i should probably tell you where i'm from- it's Spain. When i was 10, we moved to Ireland for 7 years, and during those seven years i was the geeky tiny girl that noone really wanted to talk to. None of the boys liked me, but man, was i crushing on a certain boy. Now, i don't remember his name, but he was as cute as a button with blue eyes and blonde hair. i think i seriously loved him, and although he never really liked me back (i dont think), he did save me.....

Okay, back to my day at the hotel.

I sighed after opening the doors and letting them file in, only for them to be stopped by another boundary that they were not allowed to pass. Their squeals of excitement turned into 'Awws' of disapointment. After promising they would be out relatively soon, (which boyband was this again?) i walked up to the 1st elevator and waited for this boyband to come through the doors to usher them to their table, i guess. The elevator dinged and i looked up. They were in the penthouse suite!!! Cool! I waited as the numbers descended from 56 to 1. the doors opened, and 6 people started to walk out of it. 5 guys around my age, and a bodyguard im guessing, who was around 40.

"Hi, my name is Paloma, i will be showing you to your signing table today, One....?" Crap. i forgot their band name. Again.

"One Direction, love." replied one of the guys towards the front. He was quite tall, with dark curly hair and piercing green eyes. I remember this band now! Harry is the only one i recognize the most, i think there was a Zayn, Liam, Louis, and the last one.... Ned? No...

"right, we better get going. " i say.

They follow me down the stairs to their table. in the process of just walking down the stairs, i think my ears began to bleed because of all the screams of fans.

"Thank you ! " Zayn said. He reached his hand out for me to shake it. I smiled and shook his hand.

"you are very welcome." i replied. one my one, as they sat down, i shook their hands. but before i could even look at the last guy, i watched as some crazed fan broke out from the line, heading straight for the guy who was about to shake my hand.

"DUCK!" i screamed. He looked frightened and did as i told him, while i reached for the tazer in my back pocket. i was about to use when i realized she had a pocketknife in her hand.

Oh, Wonderful.

So, when everyone froze, realizing she had a pocketknife, she just laughed, and said

"YOU ARE MINE NOW! " and went to grab Niall. (I figured out his name! )

Aw, what the hell.

I charged her, then, knowing she would most likely not use the pocketknife, i simply grabbed both of her shoulders, went around her knees and kicked the back of them, then forced her shoulders down. She layed on the floor, clearly being a drama queen, groaning.

YOU JUST GOT DROPKICKED, MUTHAF**KA!

I silently woohood myself in my head. i realized everyone was staring at me. Then, one by one, they began to clap.

Yay, i just dropkicked a girl... okay?

Niall came up to me. When i finally got a good look at him, I gasped.

It couldn't be.