"Listen, we'll give you autographs or whatever you want, please don't scream though!" Liam says.
"Hmm.. We want to eat lunch with you." Say the medium-height, long pin-straight haired brunette.
"And we want to spend the rest of the day with you!" The tall bleach-blonde sneers.
"Guys, stop! They obviously don't want to be bothered if they're wearing DISGUISES!" The short, blonde-haired girl says. So far she's the only one I like.
"Do you not know who they are?!" Bleach-hair says.
We all take off our disguises, I'm guessing we all figured how idiotic we'd look fighting in them.
"I do! I'm a fan, but I respect them, unlike you two!" The short one says. "Roy, please tell your daughter it's disrespectful.."
"Daddy, something you want to say?" The bleach blonde says.
"Uh.. No pumpkin, continue on.." He says.
"Seriously?! I want to go home, you're so self centered Brenna!" Says the short girl.
"Excuse me, can I have names please so I don't call you bleach-hair, pin-hair, and short stack?" I interrupt. This short girl is just slightly taller than me.
"I'm Brenna, and my hair is naturally this color!" Bleach-hair says. Mhm, and I'm normally six feet tall and in the NBA.
"This is Roy, my dad!" Brenna says. "Pin-hair is Ariana, and short stack is Gracie."
"And I'm-" I start, getting cut off by Gracie.
"Oh. Babe, you're funny. We KNOW who you are! Every girl loves you, just like every girl loves Eleanor!"
Yep, I am really digging this Gracie girl.
"I don't. She stole Harry from me! Right daddy?" Brenna, you're funny. Not like Harry would date you anyways.
"Uh, yeah. Right baby."
"And that Lucy bitch stole Niall from me! Ugh." Ariana says. Wait..what?!
"Excuse me?!" I say.
"What, did you fart?" Brenna says.
"No. Lucy is my best friend. And the bitch on Earth is YOU, thank you very much. Leave us alone, why would Niall ever date YOU?!"
I look at Niall and can tell he is raging.
"Excuse me, can I get some ice for that burn you got?" Louis says.
"Crap! My phone is dead, I can't call my mom and tell her I want to leave early!" Gracie says, stuffing her phone in her back pocket. She probably would have put it in a purse, but she didn't bring one..unlike Ariana and Brenna.
"You can come with us if you need, my phone is back in my hospital room-err, Harry's room, anyways." I say.
"No she can't! She's with us!" Brenna says.
"You can't decide for me! Let's go please, uh.. Nicole is it?" I nod.
We walk off without getting food, leaving the girls mad behind us.
"How do you deal with them?" I ask Gracie.
"My mother works with Brenna's mother here, so we are forced to be friends, I guess.." She says.
"Well we may stay here for a few more days, not a hundred percent, but if we do you're free to join us."
"Thanks.." I see her smile a bit.
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Live While We're Young
FanfictionWarning, I wrote this story when I was twelve, with the help of my other twelve year old pals.
