*A Nobody* *n.h.* -Finished-

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“Hey Natalie.” Louis said as he noticed me walk in behind Niall. I gave him a small smile and a wave. The other three boys said hello as well and got a smile back. Niall led me to a spot on the couch; he sat down on one side of me and then Louis on the other side.

“So shall we began.” I shrugged my shoulders as an answer. He clapped his hands together and said he was going first.

“Okay, hmm I want to know, what is your favorite movie?” I laughed a little and automatically said “A Cinderella Story. The very first one; the others are stupid.”

“Birthday?” Liam asked as since he was the next in line; I think that’s how they were going to be asking the questions.

“August 28, 1993.” Liam looked kind of shocked but laughed as the others were ‘oh-ing’ at us.

“That a day before Liam’s. You’re older than Liam, Harry and Niall.” Louis said. I got why them two were making the noises just a minute ago. I looked at the boys surrounding me and realized that I was older than three of them. Is it weird that I find it weird?

“Okay favorite song?” Zayn peeped up from  beside Harry.

“Who you are and Do it like a dude, both by Jessie J.” I smiled as a part of her dirtier song went through my mind.

“Hey didn’t Danielle dance for that music video?” Harry spoke up for the first time; looking up from his phone. When Liam heard the girls name he gave a smile and a off in dream land look. Someone has it bad. The others, mostly Louis, made kissing noises in the background but I, instead, gave him a smile. He was in love that you could definitely tell.

Before we got to say anything else the bus came to a stop. Niall jumped up from beside me and made a break for the door only to be halted to a stop by Paul entering the bus. The others seemed to perk up at the new presence on the bus.

“So we stopped at Ryan’s to eat, get your shoes on and we’ll head out.” He told the boys and I. My ears noticed the one word in that sentence; Ryan’s.

“Wait we’re in Clarksburg already?” I asked anyone. The boys had already started getting up to put their shoes on. Paul answered my question with a nod but it was a skeptical one, one that he didn’t know was good or bad.  I didn’t reply to him, to tell him it was okay, instead I walked back to my room on the bus and grabbed the pair of shoes out of my bag. On the way to my room I walked past all of the boys and they said they would wait on me.

While I put my shoes on I thought about how this was going to work. I’m not stupid and I don’t live under a rock; I know about the people who hang out with them getting hate. That’s pretty much why I am taking my time with putting my shoes on. Are their fans out there now? Will I get hate too just because I’m with them?

I jumped a little as a voice sounded throughout the room.

“Hey you okay?” It was the Irish voice that I had a major crush on. Butterflies erupted throughout my stomach.

“Oh, uh yeah, I was just thinking about your all’s fans and if they were going to be out there.” He came and sit down beside me on the bed, his face showed an emotion of pity. Oh god, they are out there.

“Don’t ever believe a word they say. You’re an amazing girl and they’re jealous that they don’t get to be in your spot. Oh and to answer your question, no they aren’t; I don’t think they know we’re in West Virginia, they do know we are going to Kentucky though so they will be there.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and gave me a side hug.

“Okay, let’s go eat. I’m hungry.”