Why... Me?

The Love Doctor

Zoey and I are close enough to the end of our driveway to see any cars coming down the road, and no surprise, a big mom looking van is slowing down near the entrance of the driveway. I look at Zoey and we both burst into laughter.

"Please tell me you went straight to Running Errands With My Mom," I snicker and she just nods. "We still got it," I exclaim, and we high five as the van comes to a halt in front of us. The boys all get out of the back and Louis comes to wrap me in a hug.

"Good morning, love," he whispers in my ear and I smile.

"Good mornin'," I tell him back, and he just chuckles at my accent.

"God, you're adorable," he says and slings an arm over my shoulders as we walk back to the van.

"Hey, by the way," I whisper, and Louis looks down at me, "We should try to stick Harry and Zoey together as much as possible because they were checking each other out last night but I don't believe either of them realized that the other was doing it."

"Don't worry, The Love Doctor can handle this," he grins as we get in our seats. To no surprise, Zoey and Harry do end up sitting beside each other. I watch as Harry leans over to whisper something in her ear with a cheeky grin, and a blush lights up Zoey's cheeks.

"Please never refer to yourself as the Love Doctor again," I shake my head. "It's way too freaking lame."

"Lame? My Lou-bear is not lame," Harry jokes, turning around to face us. He casually places an arm around Zoey's shoulder after he turns around, and she turns our way, too. Soon, everyone but Liam is facing the middle of the van, attempting to make a circle so we can all be included in the discussion.

"Please, he's the lamest out of anyone in this band," Zayn jokes from beside him. "Ow!" he exclaims after Louis just turns and whacks him.

"You wish I was lame, then I'd be on your level," Louis quips back, and I just laugh at them.

"Ow! What was that for?!" Liam exclaims from the driver's seat after Harry reaches and whacks him in the back of the head.

"I dunno," Harry shrugs. "Louis hit Zayn. I figured it would be okay."

"Don't distract your driver, you idiot," Liam laughs, "I need to focus on the road."

"Don't be lameeee," Harry groans.

"I'd rather be lame than dead because of a wreck," Liam sighs.

"I agree, Liam," I say, and Liam nods.

"We're at the mall anyway, I've just got to find a place to park after I turn in," He says, and there's a mini cheer from everyone in the van.

"Finally! We've been on the road for hours!" Niall yells from the passenger seat which makes us all flinch.

"Niall!" Zoey barks, and he jumps, "We are inside of a small, enclosed area. Use your inside voice, if you please."

"Wow, I think we've met a match for Daddy Direction," Louis chuckles and Liam grins.

"The position is all yours, Zo," Liam laughs, and everyone laughs at his reaction.

"Nah fam, I think I'm good," she laughs as he parks and we all pile out of the car.

"Time," I start, and look at Zoey.

"To," she grins, looking back at me.

"GO," I say, and we both take a deep breath.

"SHOPPING!" we both screech at the top of our lungs. The boys flinch from our yell and one of them starts to say something, but Zoey and I link arms and skip off, leaving them behind us.

"Should we scare them?" I ask her quietly as we skip to the doors, and she nods.

"Let's hide in here," she says, pulling me into a small passage way with a sign the says 'restrooms' hanging over it. We watch as the boys enter the building and look around for us. Slowly, I hold up one finger, then Zoey holds up two. When I put up my third finger we run towards the boys, screaming and flailing our arms. They look shocked for maybe two seconds before they engulf us in the middle of their group. A pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and I watch as Harry Wraps his arms around Zoey. Turning around, I look up to see Louis smirking at me.

"You're going to pay for that one, love," he whispers, and I give him a mischievous grin. I stand on my tiptoes to peck him on the cheek then break away from his arms and jog a few feet away. I turn around to see Louis standing there watching me and the rest of the boys are still laughing about mine and Zoey's prank, with Zoey in the midst of their discussion.

"Guys, come on," I groan, dragging the 'n' out longer than I should as I try to motion them all my way.

"Fine, fine," Niall laughs, and they break from their small conversation and head my way, but Louis has a dangerous look in his eyes.

"Uhm, hey Zayn, come here," I laugh, and Zayn jogs over to catch up with me.

"Yeah?" He asks, running his fingers through his hair.

"You should totally help me fuck with Louis' head right now, please," I laugh, only slightly evilly.

"Sure," he grins, "How so?" I grab his arm and put it over my shoulders, then reach over and hold his other hand.

"Just go with it," I whisper.

"You are an evil person, Rynn," Zayn sighs, but I just laugh.

"I don't deny this stateme-" I cut myself off when I let out an ear-piercing screech after Louis grabs me by the waist and carries me off.

"My precious!" Louis yells, jogging with me over his shoulder.

"Louis!" I exclaim, and I smack him on the back.

"Ow! You gotta stop hitting on me! The boys might get jealous," He laughs and I groan and whack him again.

"One, that's kinky, calm down. Two, they'll get over themselves. Three, don't scare me like that!" I yell, laughing as well.

"Well, the Love Doctor has to keep some excitement in his life!" Louis says, and I hang my head.

"Could you just put me down?" I ask in defeat, laughing at my own situation.

"I refuse."

"Look," I start, "Son. You gotta let things go. Namely people that you're carrying over your shoulders. Put me down!"

"Fine, fine." He smiles, "I'll do it." Louis sits me down on my feet and I take that moment to grab Zoey by the arm and run off.

"Catch us if you can!" I yell, and Zoey laughs.

"God, will we actually be able to shop today, or just run from the boys?" she asks me, and I shrug.

"We'll just go with the flow, man," I grin, "Go with the flow."