A Hybrid And One Direction (ON HOLD/SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter Eight

Chapter eight

"Where are we going now?" I ask, looking around at the boys in the limo.
"On our way to our next stop, we're going to go to a mall in a small town to go shopping." Paul answers through the window separating the front from the back of the limo. The boys groan.
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"What stores do you guys shop at?" I ask.
"Paul is staying with the limo. He thinks that since the town we're in is so small, we don't need body guards. So we're just going to go get ice cream or something. We don't like to shop." Harry explains.
"But if you're not going to go shopping, then why did we stop here?" I ask.
"Well, it was going to be a surprise, but we're renting a tour bus for the rest of the trip. It's going to meet us here in about an hour and then we'll continue on to Cheshire to see Harry's family." Liam says. I nod. We make our way to a small ice cream shop, and the girl working there can barely take our orders she's so surprised to see the boys. She almost gives Louis a scoop of raspberry ice cream instead of cookies 'n cream, but he corrects her just in time.
"Please don't put that we're here on any social media, love, we're just trying to have a nice day." He says, winking at her. She adjusts her glasses and nods as we start to walk away. She looks at me like woah, you're with one direction? and gives me a thumbs up.
Niall chooses a table in the back corner of the food court. The mall is mostly deserted, on account for it being a weekday and in a small town. Two girls in their twenties eat lunch and hold hands across the table on the other side of the food court. A cashier from a nearby fast food place looks on in disgust. I strongly dislike homophobes. They say homosexuality is a sin, but do you know what else is a sin? Shellfish. Shaving. Pork. Tattoos. Piercings. Divorce. Et cetera. What hypocrites. Jesus hung out with prostitutes, lepers, and wasn't anti-gay. He was anti-hate.
After eating our ice cream, we go walking around the mall and messing with the employees in the shops.
"Can I get my boobs measured?" Louis asks a young female Victoria's Secret employee. She looks genuinely flustered and hurriedly disappears into the back of the store, no doubt to ask a supervisor what she should do. At least that's what I would do.
"Don't confuse the poor girl." Liam says, laughing. "Besides, that's gonna be all over social media in less than an hour, you know."
"Don't judge me, I'm just trying to get in touch with my feminine side." Louis says, pretending to flip his imaginarily long hair over his shoulder.
The employee girl comes out of the back room with a scrawny-looking boy following behind her. "I'm sorry, but we don't measure bra sizes for men." The boy says awkwardly.
"That's sexist!" Louis cries, bursting into tears. Both employees look flustered as we drag Louis out of the store laughing.
"When will the tour bus be here?" I ask, checking my phone. It's two thirty in the afternoon. Harry shrugs.
"Whenever Paul calls one of us."
"So who knows, really." Niall concludes. We walk through the second floor of the mall, catching stares from mall employees and customers alike. I pull my hood up over my beanie to give onlookers a harder time at capturing a picture of me with the boys. We pass a magazine kiosk and I catch a glimpse of the front pages. Half of them are about one direction- and about me. "Mystery girl traveling with one direction" one says. It has a picture of me and the boys on the cover. This is not good. Nobody important would recognize me, nobody but one man.
Louis pulls me out of my thoughts- quite literally- as he grabs my arm and starts running. I see that the rest of the boys are ahead of us, also running and laughing. There doesn't seem to be anything we're running from or to, but I run with them anyway.
A loud bang rings out in the building and Zayn drops to the floor. A figure in black goes running toward an exit. The boys gather around Zayn, confused and in shock. It all happens so fast I don't even realize what's happening.
"Zayn's been shot!"