The New Direction - 1D Fanfiction

Chapter 25

We sat in the BMW, Harry was furious. He slammed his hands down on the steering wheel and yelled out quite loudly. I jumped a little when he slammed his hands on the steering wheel for the fifth time in the past seven minutes. I'd have to admit he was starting to scare me a little bit. He was just having a fit because the reporters asked us if we were sexually active. Neither of us had no idea who this source was but whoever it was I would make sure that all the curtains were closed. 

Ten minutes later Harry finally calmed down enough to put the BMW in to drive and actually drive it. I was severely pissed myself but I took my anger out in a different way. He finally drove out of the parking lot and in to the streets, he decided to take the backstreets so no more paparazzi could see us and give Harry hell for blowing up at the press conference. Suddenly we stopped, there were teenage girls crowding the streets. We had no security whatsoever. They all saw us and swarmed the vehicle, their fists pounded against the windows. I felt like a goldfish stuck in a bowl and someone was knocking on the sides of it. 

"Don't worry Hails, they're just directioners. They won't hurt you, just keep your window up no matter what." He calmly tried to reassure me.

I nodded my head at him, I nervously bit my thumb nail. It was a habit I hadn't been able to break since ninth grade. He patted me on the shoulder then stroked my hair, he continued to try and drive through the massive amount of directioners out in the street. After a few minutes, somehow someone had managed to open my door and they were trying to pull me out of the BMW. I screamed and reached for the nearest thing to me, a water bottle. I grabbed it knowing that Harry had taken a drink from it. I threw it out of the door. 

"Harry Styles drank from that water bottle!" I yelled as it hit the ground.

The directioners swarmed around the water bottle. They were all yelling and screaming, and pulling each other's hair. It was ridiculous. The fans were so crazy, attacking each other for a freaking water bottle that my fiance just so happened to put his lips on. I managed to close my door and lock it before someone could try and hop in to the BMW again. 

"Hazz, your fans are crazy." I sighed.

"But we gotta love them, they're the ones that have helped me pursue my dream." He retorted.

"That's true, but did you not see them? That one girl there tried to rip me out of the car!"

"Maybe we should call Paul."

"I'm sorry, who?"

"Our security guard, well more like our dad or uncle."

"Oh, well I don't think that will be needed. They're going nuts over that water bottle I threw at them."

"Good thinking."

"Thanks."

Harry continued to drive down the street, he sped up as the directioners noticed that we were getting away. They chased us down the street and continued to chase us when we turned the corner and continued down that street. I knew that we would have to lose the car and put on a disguise or something in order to lose the directioners. Thankfully for Harry and I we were right outside of a costume store. We each opened our doors and ran towards the building and through the front door, we ran all the way to the back of the store and hid in the back corner until we thought for sure that the directioners were gone. 

We rose to our feet, I prayed that they were gone and had moved on with their lives. Of course with my luck they were not, they were just around the corner waiting for us. One of them grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the building, half the group followed. The other hald kept Harry from reaching me.