Lou's Assistant ( One Direction Fan Fiction )

Chapter 5

Lou’s Assistant- Chapter 5

Sam’s POV:

I looked frantically around the hotel lobby for the nice 19 year old blonde haired blue eyed girl who works at the hotel, named Indie (A/N Played by Perrie Edwards from little mix, if you don’t know who she is, look it up!) who I’ve befriended over the past month. When I was avoiding the boys, I noticed that I needed a friend that was a girl, and she fit the bill. “OHH SAAAAAAAAM!” I heard Indie’s British accent call out. You see, even though she works in a hotel in America, she’s from the UK, so I don’t feel so awkward with my own British accent. “INDIEEEE!” I hollered back to her. “UGH! You know that I hate my name, don’t know why my parents hated me so much to give me that name, anyways, and call me Ind.” She said. “Ok, onto why I'm here, even though I love seeing your beautiful face, I need to know where Paul’s room is.” I said, being sarcastic with the whole ‘love seeing your face’ bit. “Um… if I'm not mistaken, floor 7 Suite 24?” Indie said. “K, thanks girl, I’ll text you later, yeah?” I said, while jogging to the elevator, the faster I get to his suite, the faster I can find out what’s up with Zayn. “DON’T FALL!” Indie said, teasing me about the fact that I am a complete klutz. When I got in the elevator, I stabbed the ‘7’ button continuously until the doors closed. When I got off the elevator, I ran down the hall… 21, 22, 23, and here it is, suite 24. “PAUL!” I screeched, while rapidly knocking on his hotel room door. “What do you want, Sam.” He sighed as he opened the door, obviously fed up with childish teenagers like me. “Ok, let me in,” I said while ushering him into the hotel room, while letting myself in. “You know how you keep tabs on the boys? How you have like a little tracking device in their phones or whatever? Yeah well I need to know where Zayn is.” I casually said, acting like it was the most normal thing to ask. “How do you know about the tracking device? Wait- Never mind, I don’t want to know. Anyways, you want to know where Zayn is. I’ll e-mail you where he is.” Paul said. “THANKYOU PAULY!!!” I yelled. “Yea, yea, get out of my room!” Paul said, half-joking, half-serious, ushering me out of the hotel room.

I jumped into the pretty, black BMW car, and when I turned it on, Selena Gomez’s ‘Come & Get It’ was playing on the radio. I gently hummed along, and my fingers tapped against the hot steering wheel. When I got to a red light, I took out my phone and looked at my emails, to the email that Paul sent me. I looked at the location a couple times, ‘there? Seriously?’ I wondered. Oh well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to see.

I took the key out the ignition, and I hopped out of the car. I looked around, and then looked back at the email that is open on my phone. “Seriously?” I whispered, looking around again. I locked my phone and walked into the place. “St.Mary’s Orphanage, what may I do to help you today?” A sweet voice that came from behind the desk asked me. “Hello, my name is Sam Avery, and I'm looking for Zayn?” I said, in my sweetest voice possible. I really hope that he’s here, if not, I will hunt him down and make sure he never reproduces. “Oh, yes! Zayn is in the living room with the little girls right now! Come follow me!!” The lady replied in a very preppy voice. It almost makes me sick how nice some people are, I could never do that. I walked with the lady to the ‘living room’ and when I got there; I couldn’t believe what was in front of my eyes. Zayn was sitting on the floor, playing a card game with 3 little girls. The lady beside me cleared her throat and said “Zayn, we have someone here for you,” His head shot up so fast, he most likely got whiplash. He jumped up and took my hand, dragging me into one of the bedrooms, which was a bedroom that looked like it was a bunch of little girl’s room. With pink painted walls, and little teddy bears on each of the perfectly made beds, I knew I was correct. “How did you find me? Why are you here?”He said in a questioning tone. “I have my ways. And, I was really worried about you, but now I know that I didn’t need to be,” I replied to his questions. “Well, I thought you didn’t like me.” He said, with a tone in his voice that’s kind of saying ‘I’m right and I wonder how you’re going to get out of this’. “Ok, I’ll admit, I didn’t like you BEFORE, but now, I guess you’re kinda cool.” I said, not making eye contact with Zayn, it was too weird. “Ok, let’s go see and play with the little girls, then in a little bit maybe we can go get a bite to eat?” Zayn suggested. I agreed with him, and we walked towards the area in which the little girls were. “This is Cassadee,” Zayn said, pointing to a little girl with blonde hair and big blue eyes. “That’s Kylie,” He said, pointing to another girl with brown hair and brown eyes. “And last, but certainly not least, Annabeth.” He ended, picking up a girl with very curly red hair, green eyes and freckles. She started to giggle and squeal “Put me down Zaynie!!” She yelled in a playful tone. He set her down gently, and all 5 of us sat in a circle and played a hand game that I had no idea what the name was. The girls quickly got bored with this game, and started to talk about things that didn’t even make sense. “Are you and Zayn married?” Cassadee asked me, very innocently. “No, sweetie.” I responded to the little girl, trying very hard not to blush. “Engaged?” Kylie suggested. “No, neither of those.” I pressed, slightly annoyed, really wanting to move on from the subject. “Dating? Lovers? Common! We need the details!!” Annabeth exclaimed. “Oh boy, look at the time! We need to go!” Zayn said, pointing to his wrist that has no watch on it, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the orphanage. “I’m so sorry!” He said, seeming embarrassed. “It’s ok. They didn’t know, and anyways, I'm pretty sure I would’ve been asking questions like that if a random girl came in with a boy I knew for a while.” I said. I looked around the parking lot, and noticed my car is the only one here. “How’d you get here?” I asked Zayn. “Um, the bus? Yeah I didn’t want you or the guys to get suspicious.” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, get in the car! Paul let me borrow this baby.” I said while unlocking the door so he could get in. “Where do you want to go?” I asked him while driving the car out of the parking lot and onto the road. “Umm, I don’t know, anywhere you know how to get to.” He said. So I drove to the only restaurant that I knew how to get to.

When I got there, Zayn started to laugh. “Taco bell?  So typical you.” He said. We got out of the car, I locked the doors, and we went inside. It was quite busy for a Tuesday night. When it was finally our turn to order, I should’ve known that this would happen. “OH EM GEEEE!! YOU’RE ZAYN MALIK. LIKE THE ZAYN MALIK!!” The 17 year old cashier squealed. “No, this is Dora the explorer in a Zayn Malik costume. She didn’t want too many CRAIZED fans coming up to her and asking for an autograph.” I said with a straight face. Emphasizing the word ‘crazed’ purpose. She just glared at me. “Ok, so I’ll like 4 soft taco, 1 Doritos loco’s taco, and a fries supreme. Oh and a large root beer too please.” I said to the girl. “Wait, what are you doing?” She asked me, looking at me like I have about 5 donkey heads. “I’m telling you what I want and you’re supposed to be taking my order. That’s what you’re job is, right? Or is the new thing for you ‘cool kids’ is not doing your job?” I said to her. She is getting on my nerves. “Um, could you repeat that?” She said, seeming embarrassed with what I said. Good, bitch should’ve been doing her job. So I repeated my order. After it was ready, I asked her for her manager’s name and number so I could complain about the service. Of course I wouldn’t call, but it’s good to keep these younglings in shape. Oh, and the look on her face was PRICELESS!! “She was sweet.” Zayn said when we got out of taco bell. “Are you stupid, or did you just get dropped on your head as a little lad? She was VERY annoying.” I said to him. How could he think that she was sweet? She is the she-devil herself/ ok maybe I was over exaggerating a little bit, but I was really close to the truth. I swear. We drove back to where the tour bus is planted. I parked the car beside it, walked into the tour bus, threw out the wrappers of my tacos and fries supreme package, and I plopped down on the couch. About 15 minutes later, Zayn sat down beside me. We just sat there in a very comfortable silence. “I had a lot of fun today with you.” I said to Zayn, turning my head to look at him and breaking the silence. “I had a lot of fun with you too, and the girls absolutely loved you, you can come back anytime now that you know my secret.” Zayn said back to me. I think him and I will be the greatest of friends.

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HAAAI DERE!!

It’s been over a week, I’M SORRY!! Ya know, it’s hard to write a story, and I know it’s only like three pages, but on word, it’s like 1,700 words and 5 pages.

Do you guys know who Sam Pottorff is? If you don’t (SHAME ON YOU IF YOU DON’T!) he’s a youtuber, go look him up!! I'm starting to write a fan fiction for him, I might not post it yet.

QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER- Do you think that IF I post the Sam story, would it be too confusing if I have his name Sam (well, it has to be since he’s a real person) and the main character in this book’s Sam too?

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