One Direction to the Rescue

The Paps Attack-ch13

Sorry for this being a short one!

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Scott’s point of view

I’m glad everyone was enjoying their dinner, hopefully this will help make up for my mess I made last night.  I was taking in the whole dinner, everyone was quiet but I took pride in that.  They all seemed to like my food.  Just like a family… stop thinking like that Scott.  Harry probably just pitied you, don’t get attached. 

The whole dinner was nice though, casual conversation.  Harry was telling different stories about the guys.  I in turn told some stories, who the diva’s were, some secrets of the business.  Everyone was on the tip of their seats as I told my stories, personally I didn’t think they were that interesting but they seemed to think differently. 

We all were cleaning up when Anne asked “So what are you all doing tomorrow?”

I then remembered I had a runway show in two days. “Crap I forgot! I have a runway show in two days.  Tomorrow I should probably go rent a car.”

“I’ll go with you.”  Harry volunteered “You don’t really need one because I can drive you everywhere.”

“No really I should get my own so I can drive places too.”

The rest of the night we hung around watching television and movies.  This is what I missed, just hanging around, talking, being a… stop thinking like this! I can’t do this again.  We finally all went to our rooms and went to sleep.

I woke up the next morning pretty early again, I must be sleeping a little better here though because I keep waking up being under my covers.  With my runway tomorrow I decided to go fro another run this morning.

I changed into my warm workout clothes and set off for my run.  I went a different path from my last run.  There was a running/bike path that goes through a park.  There was still some snow on the ground and almost ate it a couple times but regained my balance pretty fast.  I was trying not to think about Harry and his family but I couldn’t stop.  They were so welcoming but it was probably just pity.  Everyone always pitied me… I’m not going back there though. 

I was brought out my of thinking by what I first thought was lightning.  Until I saw them, paps were hiding out in bushes and some just out in the open.  I started looking around when I saw there was a bunch of them, how did I not notice them all?

They started getting closer “Scott what are you doing here in England? Are you staying with Harry and his family? Is Harry the man whore that everyone says he is?”

I heard that last one and lost it… I don’t know what got over me, usually the paps don’t bother me I just ignore them, but them insulting Harry just got to me.

I ran over to the guy and knocked his camera out of his hands.  “Don’t you ever insult Harry Styles again! You all are horrible people!” 

They seemed to be soaking it up.  I looked around and now I’m being circled, like a trapped animal.  The flashes were as if I was being punched, I suddenly couldn’t breathe and tried blocking the flashes with my arms.  The guy I knocked the camera out of his hands from suddenly has another camera out taking more pictures.  I looked around for a way to escape; I saw a sudden opening by a pudgy man and made my escape.

I bolted out and started in a dead sprint running away from the mob behind me.  They tried to keep up but I was gaining ground.  I kept looking behind me to see how far back they were.  I was almost back to Harry’s house, just two houses down when BAM! I slipped on the ice, it felt like slow motion but still couldn’t do anything to stop myself.  I was out…