Running Away From One Direction(Liam Fan Fic)

Chapter 3

Hey i hope you guys enjoy this story the action will begin in around Chapters 4 or 5 but here is Chapter 3! Enjoy your reading please comment and vote!

I turned around and glared at my older brother.

“Jacob, I see you returned from your trip.” I said and watched him closely.

“I see you still haven’t gave up the dream of being a what was singer/dance/actor?” he said and picked up a shoe that was on my bed.

“DJ not actor. What are you doing here anyway?” I asked him and snatched my shoes out of his hand.

“Well I came because dad has some ideas he would like to run over with me about the business. Don’t get excited just yet, your not off his radar yet. I talked to dad and he has other plans for you. Why haven’t you told him your plans yet?” he asked me and raised an eyebrow.

“That is now of your business, just deal with yours and stick away from mine.” I said to him and pushed him out of my room with a shove then slammed the door closed.

I went and fell on my bed, I curled into a ball and closed my eyes tight. My life had once been perfect until my dad had lost his brother. When my uncle Mike died something had died from my father and mother too. They became to distant and lost all real emotions, they weren’t ever really happy when they were at home.

I then remembered what my uncle had always told me, that if you wanted something you had to fight for it. Also that if it wasn’t worth fighting for then you don’t have to work hard for it.

I looked at the clock and saw it was four thirty, my eyes widen and I jumped up and got ready.

I grabbed a pair of jeans and a white shirt with ‘rock on’ on it and put on a sweater. I then grabbed my phone and texted zoe to tell her we were coming. Once I reached down stair my cousing was down there with my uncle. I smiled at her and smiled back.

“I can’t wait till we get there! Thanks you joining me Lena!” Marcey said and hugged me.

“I can’t wait either!” I said and tried to hide my excitement about the concert.

“Well girls we better get going since we still have to pick up Zoe and get there in time.” My uncle said and held the door open for us.

When we got in the car I felt a weird feeling that something wrong was going to happen. I shook it off and thought it was nothing and pulled out my phone to read the text Zoe sent. I’m ready for the concert.

I sat back and looked out the pulled out my headphones and listen to some music from a singer named Crystal Stone. She was a new top singer and was famous very quickly. A lot of people loved her because of her voice that was amazing.

Most of the guys that I knew only liked her for her looks and then some liked her songs. I smiled and thought I knew her like the back of my hand and maybe more then most peole new.

I looke and saw that we were coming close to Zoe’s house and put my headphones away. The door opened and Zoe sat next to me, she was in jeans and a tank top with a sweater to top it off.

“So are you girls ready go and see the boys?” My uncle said and we all said yes even though me and Zoe were against them.

“So what were you doing before you picked me up?” Zoe asked me and I smiled at her.

“I was listening to Crystal Stone.”

“Oh, my gosh. I love her, I mean her voice is amazing. But do you know what I really want to know about her?” Zoe asked.

“What do you really want to know about her Zoe?” Marcey asked.

“Well haven’t you ever wonder what she looked like? I mean in all her pictures she wears a mask. And her hair is aways a different color and her face is painted and she wears a mask to cover her face.” Zoe said.

“Your right Zoe, I mean what does she actually look like and why does she always hide her face? If you ask me its makes her seem mysterious.” Marcey said and nodded her head.

“Well I don’t think it matters if she hides herself. I mean I like the mystery in wondering what she looks like. I mean what if she puts a mask one to be almost like a spy?” I say and my friends look at me.

“You know I understand your point. Its like she wants us all to wonder what her identiy really is.” Marcey says and Zoe agrees with her.

We all get out of the car and walk out to the field, I kept on getting a weird feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Once we were inside Marcey pulled her dad with her to get to our seats. I laughed at her, she seemed like a little kid at Christmas who couldn’t wait to open their presents at Christmas.

Me and Zoe hurried and sat down since there was a couple of minutes till it start. I looked at Zoe and thought of a plan when I saw that she was uncomfortable here.

I leaned close to her and whisper, “I think I have a plan to save us.”

She looked at me and nodded her head for me to continue. “Okay so when the guys come out we wait a few minutes. I will look over and see if Marcey is distracted and when she is I’ll tell you. So we both are going to ditch them and walk quickly out of here and we will be free!” I say and Zoe nods her head.

“Good idea but there is just one thing.”

“And what is that?”

“Just how are we going to be able to get back to your or my house?”

“Good point. Mmmmm I haven’t thought up to that far but we cross that bridge when we are there.” I say and Zoe laughs at me. We both go quiet when the lights go out and all the girls scream.

I look at the stage and see the spot light and then I hear the music and see the boys running out. They laughing and have their arms around each others necks.

“We would like to thank all of you for coming here to tonight!” the blonde boy said. I heard a couple of girls scream out “I love you Niall!” and thought so that’s his name.

Then they started singing, I hummm to the music enjoying it. I gasped when I felt a jab on my side I looked at Zoe who looked at me. I remember and looked to see my cousin busy screaming. I then turn back to Zoe and nod my head she then moves pass the girls and I follow her.

Once we made it to the aisle we walk out from where we entered. “So where do you want to go Zoe?”

“Do you want to go to a bar where there is better music to jam too?” she asked.

“Sure lets go.” I say and we start walking across the field not noticing the signs that said off limits. Which was the beginning of night that became the mistake for what was to come.