When Everything Seems Wrong (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Van Trip And My Way To Hell

I can't believe it. I really can't. How is that I got in a car with Harry Styles and his crew of giants from being with him locked in a bathroom?!

The van started to move, and as we were gone I was leaving the store, my neighborhood and where my life was at the moment. Then we arrived to a huge building in which apparently the whole dick band was staying.

During the whole trip, Harry was on his phone and Paul always checking me up. So I just saw through the window and I was starting to recognize where we were.

Minutes before stopping at the building entrance, Mop Head started talking to me.

-Lauren, I would be really careful when you step ot of the van. It's just that the fans get a "little" crazy when they see me, so...-

I didn't even had time to tell him anything, because we were just going into the building and the crowd started to shout at us and mostly Harry.

-Will I have to carry you again?- Paul asked me a bit mad.

-No, I CAN do it on my own. Thanks.

Harry was first, and he ran as fast as possible because everyone was actually going nuts for him. Then Paul stepped out of the van and asked me to walk really fast so we could be at the door without any problem. I don't like being ordered to do something, so to piss him off I took a while to step out.

All of the sudden, a crazy girl shouted like REALLY loud so I turned to see her and as I did, she grabbed my jacket and started pulling me to her. I guess she thought I was someone important and so she did that.

She wouldn't let go, so the giant body guard next to me started pushing everyone and he pulled me really hard and started walikng to the door. After all those pushing moments I went through, we finally got to the door and we walked in.

The building wasn't bad. Actually, it wasn't bad at all. It looked kind of modern and with a lot of musical instruments. Paul walked me up the stairs and I saw at least ten rooms on the first and second floor. I didn't know thy were so many in the band.

He followed me to the second floor and got me to a room that, for my taste, was a little too girly. I guess one of them is gay.

-Who's room is this?- I asked

-Lou Teasdale.

-Oh, sure. Who's that?

-Too many questions, Lauren.- he told me shouting at me.

-Ok... Do you guys don't get that I'm not Lauren?! LORENZA, for God's sake.

-Knowing your freaking name isn't my job. So, STOP COMPLAINING! OK!?

Over here everbody has some anger issues. What the hell?

-Ok! What are we gonna do now, giant?

-YOU are gonna stay her for a couple of hours, dear. You can touch anything, but be very careful. This isn't your stuff.

-A COUPLE OF HOURS?! No freaking way!

-I'm not here to serve you, Lauren. GET THAT!

He walked to the door and before he shot it, he said:

-Oh, I forgot. You'll come with us to tonight concert.

-NO! That is not gonna happen, Paul. I don't listen to this crappy music, so you can't make me! PAUL!- I shouted to the door already closed. He didn't even listen to me.

I just want to get out of here, like now.