The Bright Side (A One Direction Story)

Chapter 7 ~ I'll be needing stitches

I gasp and look at them with wide eyes. Everybody is kind of staring at me now, Harry mumbling 'ow no, she's going to faint again.' But this time, I won't let anything get between me and my target.

I storm through the room at Zayn, who is standing a bit closer than Liam, looking a bit scared and jump straight into his arms, hugging him tight. He lets out a surprised noise but then laughs and wraps his arms around me too. His aftershave tickles my nostrils and he has dropped the two bags he was carrying, and I don't give a fuck.

'I love you and the boys so much. Your music saves me.' I mumble against his black leather jacket and he hugs me a bit tighter, answering 'Thank you very much boo. That means so much to me.'

When he lets go, I look at Liam, who has put his bags down and stands there with open arms, smiling. I hug him too, feeling his strong biceps around me and telling him how much he means to me. He answers a thanks too and then all of a sudden, there are Louis and Niall, hugging me at the same time. Louis yells FINALLY! MY CUDDLE! and Niall says something like he's glad they can make me happy with their music. They are all so lovely. I can't handle all this love.

We're still hugging when I hear Harry say in a very irritated voice 'Allright allright that's enough. You're squishing the girl.'

They let me go and immediately start teasing the annoyed boy.

Louis: 'Ooooh, someone's jealous!'

Niall: 'So she's yours allready huh?'

Zayn: 'Just because you found her first?'

Harry: 'Fuck off.'

Liam: 'Come come boys...'

Niall: 'Can't you share?'

Louis: 'Nah, I bet she likes me more anyways.'

Zayn: 'But how about we let her choose?'

They all turn to me and look at me expectantly and I immediately feel my cheeks turn red. Oh no.

'I... Well... Euhm...' I stutter, looking over at Harry with a pleading look in my eyes for some help. Instead, he just smirks and starts making weird poses wich he probably thinks are sexy. The others immediately join him, pulling weird faces and flexing their muscles in front of me. Even Liam sighs 'Why Not', puts his bags down and starts showing off his muscles which, believe me, he has. They're just joking around, but it's working, cuz they look hot as fuck. This isn't really making it easier to choose.

I can't help myself when I start giggling, pretending to swoon which makes them laugh, when my eyes suddenly land on a clock hanging above the dining table. 01:00 AM. It takes me a second to realise what that means. The smile drops from my face and my eyes turn big.

'Oh noooooooooo.' I say, closing my eyes and facepalming.

'Ouch. That hurts Lola. We're just humans too.' I hear Louis say disappointed.

'Shit.' I say, opening my eyes again and looking around bewilderd. 'Shit. This isn't happening. What do I do now? Awwww fuck.' I say, starting to panick slightly.

'Lola what's wrong?' Harry comes over worried, grabbing my forearms to get my attention. 'Is it your head? Liam, can you go and get Eva?'

'Sure.' He replies.

'No no it's not my head...' I mumble still in shock, but he's allready in the elevator.

'Then what is it?' Harry asks impatiently, bending down a bit so I have to look at him.

I look in his green eyes confused. 'My taxi.. I missed my taxi back to my hotel... Oh no, they are going to kill me!' I'm now really starting to panick, thinking what the monitors would do if I wasn't back by the time we had to get up. Well, the worst they could do is send me home pronto and that wouldn't be all too bad, but my parents would be furious. They would ground me for weeks. But if they didn't send me home, the camp would get even more unpleasant. They would keep an eye on me all the time and Maria (the spanish teacher of our group, who allready hated me cause of my lack of attention and respect for the beauty of the spanish language, or at least that's what she told me) was going to make me feel as miserable as possible about myself for sneaking out.