Downfall [lwt]

Chapter Two - One Way Or Another

I woke up to the sun beaming in my eyes I hiss at the slight sunlight coming from my window. I grab my phone and log onto Twitter to find people just tweeting about what they plan on doing this summer.

I get changed into a short turquoise dress and slouchy gray boots. I brush out my thin hair and make sure it looks alright for today.

I need to buy some groceries today.

As much as I hate doing this chore, I have practically nothing to eat at home.

I walk out of my apartment and get into my car. My phone is constantly buzzing from Twitter, most likely updates about Pierced Direction and where they are now. I pull into Target's parking lot and park my car. 

I get out and I hear screaming coming from a near distance. I turn around and before I can even comprehend what was going on, a tall figure rams right into me. "S-Sorry!" He yells running off. I dust off my dress and roll my eyes. 

Are you kidding? You run me over and all you say is sorry?

I grocery shop a bit and quickly run back to my car. I see a few paparazzi waiting outside Target but I don't know why. I check my phone while sitting in my car and apparently Pierced Direction is here in New York for their summer tour.

I drive back to the apartment building and carry my stuff up. I quickly realize that I forgot my jacket and I go to the car to bring it back up.

"Oh my God, is that Harry Styles?!" A girl down the hall screams as I walk out of the elevator. I turn around and a bunch of screaming teenage girls are running and heading towards me. I do what any logical human being at that point does and runs.

I see a door that's slightly open and I make a run for it. 

If I can just hide in this person's apartment building, then the girls can't trample me and will most likely be gone in 5 minutes.

I make a run for the door that is just about to close and I slip in just as the stranger closes the door. The stranger turns around and that is only when I realize I am not just in an any person's apartment. 

I'm in Pierced Direction's apartment. 

I stare at Louis Tomlinson and blink my eyes a few times before I realize that this is not just a dream, it's reality. By the look on his face, I can tell I am not wanted here. "Liam!" Louis calls out horrified. 

He backs away to a counter as if he thinks I am going to mob him or something. "I-I'm sorry... I'll just leave..." I say turning the door handle.

"What is it Lou? You always-" Liam stops in his tracks once he sees me. 

"I'm calling security and you will be kicked out!" Liam yells grabbing his phone.

"No! I live here. There were a bunch of screaming girls and I just ran in here because it was the closest door... I live here!" I breathe.

 Screaming girls?" Liam gasps. "Well I'm sorry that I freaked out on you..." Liam starts again typing away on his phone.

"I still don't know why you had to run in here, out of all places!" Louis exasperates and throws his hands up in the air in frustration. 

"This was the only open door." Louis sighs and sits on the counter top as Harry and Niall walk into the scene.

"Who's this?" Niall asks taking a seat.

"I never caught your name?" Liam looks up from his phone and sets it down on the counter.

"Bella..." I say cautiously. Watch them try to like sue me for entering their apartment without their permission or something like that. 

"I think you already know who we are..." Harry finally says sitting down next to Niall at the kitchen table.

 "I do, but I won't scream in you guys' faces..." Louis finally smiles at me when I say that. I guess that put everyone at ease because Niall and Harry sighed in relief.

"Sorry Bella... Looks like your stuck here." Liam states putting his phone down again.

"S-Stuck? What do you mean, stuck?" I ask in a bit of a panic.

Zayn would kill me if he knew where I was right now. 

"Well, our manager has told us that the fans are blocking the entrance to the apartment buildings currently and he advised us to lock our doors in case fans go wandering the halls, so you're stuck with us." Liam smiles.

I smile back and check in my jacket pocket for my phone. Thankfully, I find it and hurriedly check through all of my messages.

 From: Zayn 

Bella, you're scaring me. Where are you?

This is my 9th text... Are you okay?

Was it something I did? :(

Bella answer me!

You're making me go insane here!

If you're alright, please text me back!

Okay this is my last text. I understand if you 'never want to see me again.' Please know that I care for you and if you're okay AT LEAST reply!

Apparently all of the boys new something was wrong and huddled over my shoulder to look at my texts. "Who's Zayn?" Louis asks dragging out the name Zayn like he doesn't know how to pronounce it.

"He's my friend." I state biting my lip.

"He sounds so clingy..." Harry says.

"He is." I sigh locking my phone and putting it back in my jacket pocket.

"So I have to stay here with you guys all night?"

"Basically." Niall answers.

"Well what do you guys have in mind that we do?" I ask curiously.

"We could play the X-Box for an hour?" Louis suggests.

"And then what?"

"I don't know, we'll see what we can do from there..." I nod still slightly wondering if this is a dream.

I am in their apartment and I am about to play the X-Box with my favorite band...

A million questions race into my mind as I realize I should slow them down before I explode with glee.

Why do they have an apartment in New York?

Why don't they stay at a hotel?

Do they even like me?

Do they think I really am an obsessed fangirl?

Does my hair look okay?

Does my outfit look trashy?

Is it wrong of me to want to be here right now?

 "You can ask questions tomorrow..." Louis whispers into my ear as he hands me the controller. I nod a little intimidated by his harsh appearance.