Miss Trouble

Chapter 7: Surprises

"I can't believe you made me do that." I growl, getting into the van. This time, I crawl into the very back. Any chance TO NOT be near Styles I will take. Yeah, I do have this supposed 'date' with him tonight, but he sure did enjoy putting me into a dress. That was PINK. And FRILLY. And SPARKLY. Basically it looked like a Unicorn puked on me.

"You enjoyed it!" Niall teased, sliding in next to me. Well at least I won't have to sit next to Styles again. Harry glances my way and frowns when he sees Niall, but quickly looks away. Well someone is on their Man Period.

"Nope," I say popping the 'p'. "Now, you guys owe me food. So, drive to the nearest McDonald's, please." I command. Louis just sighs and turns on the van, and starts driving out of the parking lot. Liam is sitting up front with him, while Zayn and Harry are snickering at a phone. I lean in closer to see what it is, and I realize that it is a picture of me. Aw Heck No. I immediately grab the phone out of their hands, and hold it close to my chest.

"Hey give it back!" Zayn whines like a child. I roll my eyes at him, and Harry smirks at me.

"Just because you say that doesn't mean that I will oblige to it." I say sarcastically. Zayn sticks his tongue out at me in reply. I gasp loudly.

"ZAYN JAVAAD MALIK. How DARE YOU!" I exasperate, my hand over my heart. "How could you?" I begin to fake cry on Niall's shoulder. Niall just pats my back awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"You have hanged out with Louis wayyy to much, there Carter." Liam says, looking back at us all. Louis hits his arm playfully, as he continues driving. I stop my fake crying and I look straight at Liam, smiling.

"You can never have too much Lou." I grin, still griping onto the phone. Harry's eyebrows furrow at me, and I realize that he must've taken it the wrong way. Oh well. Thats what he gets when he is on his Man Period. Enjoy it Styles. ENJOY IT.

"Whatever..." Harry mumbles, messing up his hair then fixing it. "Can I have my phone back now?" He snaps. Well looks like its a heavy flow. I narrow my eyes at him.

"Just because you are on your Man Period, doesn't mean that you get to snap at everyone else, there Popstar." I retort back, glaring at him. You can hear snickers from everyone, and Harry blushes a deep shade of red.

"I'm not on my Man Period. That isn't even a thing." He says rolling his eyes at me. "Now give me back my phone." He reaches for my phone, but I just hold it farther away from him.

"Ah-ah-ahhh." I tease with a smirk on my face. "Say please."

"Ugh please." He mumbles. I love messing with him. He looks a little bit hot when he is angry or distressed when I tease him.

"Mhmmmm.... I think not." I say with a grin. He reaches once more for the phone, but before he can grab it I have thrown it to Niall. He catches it, and hands it back to Harry.

"Here you go Haz." Niall says way to happily.

"Thank you, Nialler." He thanks. I glare at Niall, and he just raises his hands up in defeat. There is a silence that falls over us all, but it is a comfortable silence. Louis pulls up into the driveway of the House, and I immediately jump out, basically running over Zayn. Well looks like we aren't getting McDonalds. I will have to find some food soon or I will go Cannibalistic. The Hair Dudes all pile out of the van, as I sit down on the grass.

"You coming, Trouble?" Louis calls out, unlocking the door. I sigh, and I get up following them into the house. Can't we just stay outside one day? When we walk into the House, the lights are on. I don't remember turning on the lights....

"Weren't these lights off when we left?" Liam asks suspiciously, taking off his jacket slowly. We all nod, trying not to make a sound. We all hear a crash come from the kitchen, and we immediately look at each other. Harry instinctively pulls me into his side, holding me close. He has a death grip on me, and he pushes me gently behind his towering stature. We hear another crash come from the kitchen, and Zayn is swiftly moving closer and closer to the kitchen. I get out of Harry's protective grasp, and I run quietly towards Zayn, not making a sound. I push past Zayn, and I peek over the door frame to see who is there. I freeze at what I see at first. Tall, dark brown hair with piercing Blue eyes, and lightly tanned skin. I see the familiar leather jacket, and faded old blue jeans. A smile creeps up onto my face. I thought I would never see this person again since I got here.