Chapter 6- Run Philly Run

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"Where can I hide!" I screamed, grabbing Phil's shirt and shaking him playfully. Dan watched us with an amused expression and we all exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

My happiness was short lived as soon enough there was a knock at the door indicating that the boyband had found me.

"I'll get it then!" Phil huffed after a few moments of Dan and I giving each other worried glances.

"Oh no you don't!" I whisper yelled, pulling Phil back into the lounge, as he had walked into the hall. I dragged to two youtubers into the kitchen, so that we could talk without being heard.

"Okay, they saw Dan, and would obviously recognise me, so that leaves Phil." Both of us turned out back to the boy in the lion top, who shifted nervously under our gaze.

"Why are you hiding from them?" He asked, still nervous. I resisted the urge to pinch his cheeks and coo at him. Scratch that, I did.

"Stop!" He muttered, batting my hands away. I giggled, squishing his face together again. There was another knock at the door, so I ran for it, diving into the nearest room.

I noticed it was Dan's room and rolled under the bed. I could hear footsteps echoing the hall a Phil made his way towards the door.

I heard the click of the lock as he opened it and the silence that followed.

"Um, Hello?" Phil sounded even more confused that he already was, bless him.

"You're Phil!" I heard Louis shout, obviously recognising him. "Is Sky here?"

"Who?" Good Phily, keep it up.

"We saw her run in here with Dan." Shutdup Niall!

"No, there's no girl in her--" He was cut off by me, sneezing. Fuck my life.

"What was that then?" Does that boy have superhearing or something?

Sighing, I got out from under the bed and walked into the hall looking down at the floor. "Hi." I said, defeated before I got an awesome idea. I grabbed Phil's arm and dragged him into the hallway, pushing past all of the boys. "Run Philly, run for your life!"

I didn't really know why they wouldn't just let me leave. They didn't even know me. They knew my name and that was it, so why wouldn't they let me go home? It didn't make any sense at all.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled, dragging Phil around a corner. He could barely keep up with me, which was surprising considering I was probably the laziest person you'd ever meet.

"What's... going... on?" He managed to ask between pants for breath. I just shook my head, silently telling him I'd answer later. Why can't you leave me alone? Please leave me alone. I begged inside my mind.

"Sky!" I heard someone yell from behind me. I wasn't sure which one it was.  

"Leave me alone!" I repeated as I reached the elevator. Just as the doors were closimg I slid in, still holding Phil by the arm. I hated elevators,  but at that moment nothing mattered as long as I was away from that boy band.

We were halfway down when I hit the Stop button.. The elevator jolted and I screamed slightly, gripping onto a railing for support, where as Phil crashed face first into the ground. "Shit, you okay?" I asked, bending down next to him.

"Yeah." He said, pushing himself off the floor. He was pouting slightly,  rubbing his red nose.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know that would happen." I gushed, touching his nose lightly.

"It's fine," He waved it off, "But, can you tell me what that was about now?" I nodded before telling him the whole srory, start to finish like I had with Dan.

He stared at me for a moment with a blank face before he burst out laughing. "So-so, you were basically kidnapped by One Direction after breaking into their tourbus? That's amazing."

"Phil."

"What?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"That's AmazingPhil," I blurted, "I had to do it, sorry." I could feel my face flushing red out of embarrasment.

"I like you."

"Why thank you, I like you too my dear Philly."

"Do you think we should face them yet?" I sighed, but nodded, pressing the stop button again. The elevator started up with a bump (AN There was mo way I was joing to say jerk,) but this time neither of us faceplanted. 

The doors opened and in fell a half asleep Niall and a angry looking Zayn.

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Okay, I know this all seems really random, but in time it will all make sense. Like, why they won't let her go home and stuff.

Anywhovian, from now on this shall be updated at least once a month, I swear. I will make Sophie force me to write it, but i've been in hospital and  i've been having a hard time recently, hence the late update.

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