One Fateful Phone Call - One Direction

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

VICTORIA’S POV

I knocked on the door of Sam’s house with the boys behind me. Leslie, Sam’s mum opened the door and gasped.

“Oh my lord, Samantha really wasn’t kidding when she said Liam Payne was your cousin was she?” she looked shocked but happy at the same time.

“Nope,” I told her with a grin, “Now may I come in to see the girls have heart attacks when they meet the boys?” she nodded her head and grabbed her oh so conveniently placed camera to film their reactions.

We all trudged up the stairs and I opened the Sam’s door the boys filing in behind me casually sitting on her bed. I looked around the room to see all my friend’s jaws drop.

“Hello girls.” Harry said earning an ‘eep’ from Sam. “You must be Samantha,” Harry picked up her hand and kissed it. “Pleasure to meet you.” She looked starstruck standing there with her eyes wide open not blinking.

“Mother please leave, you do don’t want to witness this.” Leslie high tailed it out of there but left the camera rolling. “Holy mother of god Jesus Christ on a crutch Harry Styles what?!”

“And now you have witnessed the calm fan girl meeting her idol.” I said in a monotone voice like a nature channel voice over person.

“All right, which one of you is Emma?” Louis asked the remaining open mouthed three girls. My gorgeous blonde haired friend snapped out of her daze and slid over to Louis.

“That would be me, how are you Louis?” he just laughed and proceeded to say,

“You can drop the act I’ve seen your Twitter username and may I just say, my ass is quite sassy.” She looked stunned.

“I haven’t been on Twitter in a week, wait, OH MY GOD LOUIS TOMLINSON FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER!” I face palmed.

“Love,” Louis placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her down, “I’m right in front of you.” She looked as if she was about to faint. That’s my girl.

“Hey Zayn, your face, I like it.” I burst out laughing at Marissa. She said to me as soon as she started liking One Direction that she would say that to Zayn if she ever met him.

“Um thanks?” he said kind of disturbed. Everyone except Niall, Jacqueline and I went off in their own little conversations.

“Uh, Jacqueline?” I asked as she continuously stared at Niall with googly eyes.

“Yeah?” she said in an almost whisper.

“Snap out of it darling. Niall honey can you please introduce yourself?” I asked my boyfriend and he obliged.

“Hey I’m Niall Horan, but I think you already knew that.” She nodded vigorously and giggled.

“Jacqueline honey,” I told her bracing myself for her wrath. “I’ve got something to tell you and I think you might be a bit angry with me for it.”

“Victoria nothing could ever possibly ruin my perfect mood right now.” She was still gazing at Niall with a smile spread on her lips. He looked at me unsure, but I nodded to say that I was going to tell her.

“Jacqueline, Niall and I are dating.”

“Except that, what?!” Everyone turned to the three of us because of her outburst.

“Um yeah, Niall and I are kind of together.” I looked around the room trying to decipher how everyone felt about the recent news.

Emma looked surprised and Marissa seemed as if she didn’t believe it. Samantha had a smug grin on her face and Jacqueline, well, she looked like she wanted to hit someone; either that or smother me in my sleep…

“Wait,” Marissa asked, “Are you being serious?” Niall and I nodded.

“Okay,” called Emma, “If you guys are dating then let’s see a kiss.” We shrugged and Niall pecked me on the lips.”

“Holy lord love of god you two are dating.” Marissa joined in. Jacqueline was still speechless and Sam, oh Sammy, she was smirking like no tomorrow.

“Woo! Get some Vicki!” she called out and I went red.

“If she gets some before she’s 18 I’ll give her something all right, an earful then tell Eden.” Liam piped up with a warning look to Niall.

“You wouldn’t.” I questioned glaring at him.

“Oh you know I would.” Liam taunted shifting his gaze on me.

“Random dance moves go!” Sam yelled and Harry started flailing around while the other boys did unexplainable dance moves. Remind me never to go to a party with them, ever. Props to Sam for making things less awkward! Go Sammy.

“Hold on!” she screamed out again. “Harry, Louis, I have a question and you shall answer it truthfully got it?” They nodded expecting what was coming and ready to say yes. I warned them on the way here she would ask this question and they said they were ready to come out to the boys so this gave them a chance. Yes, go Sam for asking the question!

“And that would be?” Harry asked.

“Is Larry Stylinson real? Now before you say anything I would just like to point out that I am the only other Larry shipper in this room besides Vicki, just saying.” The two boys glanced at each other lovingly. Aw!

“Yes, we are together.” Louis said and Sam went crazy, to say the least.

“Woo bitches I told you! I told you and you and you! I win, yes! Take that “Elounor” shippers!” It went on but I’ve decided not to bore you with her freak out.

Once the boys and I left they dropped me off at my former house to ‘go home’ and they stayed at a hotel for the night.

“Victoria my darling how was the trip?” Jennifer/my kidnapper asked me pulling me in for a hug. Of course I had to play along even though I was beyond disgusted with her.

“It was great mum, my relatives are fantastic! They are really good singers too so I guess that’s where I get my voice from.” I fake smiled at her and she nodded.

“How about you go unpack and I will make you something to eat, sound okay?” I nodded and dragged my suitcase and guitar down to my room, since she thought I was staying I had to bring my stuff. Well, an empty suitcase, but I actually did bring my guitar with me.

When I got into my room I threw the remainder of my clothes, and personal belonging into my suitcase. Closing it up again I placed it by the window so I could leave quickly in the morning.

I headed back out to the living room guitar in hand so I could play the song I wrote about Niall and I to Jennifer. Even though she’s a kidnapping bitch, I need to practice playing it.

“Hey mum,” I grimaced when I called her by that, “can I show you the song I wrote?” she smiled coming out of the kitchen and sitting on the couch across from me. I then started to sing.

“People say, we shouldn’t be together,

We’re too young, to know about forever,

But I say, they don’t know what they talk, talk, talkin' about…”

The next morning I had left a note on my bed saying I had left and called the police. Crawling out my window and hopping in the van Louis had driven here from the hotel we left and headed to the airport.

Wow, I guess this is it, I’m never coming back here. Unless it’s on tour with the boys, which probably won’t happen because of how small this province is, or I miss Sam, I’m never going to set foot in Nova Scotia again. I got on the plane with the boys and we flew back to England, my home. Always and forever.