Kiss You

We meet again...

Lalalalalalaaaaa.

Right now I'm out shopping for a, quote, "hot, sexy, classy and slutty outfit." Yeah that's what Kelsey told me to get. She's into that style? Anyway yeah. We've been living in London for about a week, and so far it's been amazing. Apart from my family, I miss them all, well not Jennifer.

A high pitched voice stopped my thoughts. "Can I help you?!?" The girl gave me a look as if I couldn't afford anything in the store. "Yes, you could leave me alone." I snapped. She just sniffed then walked away.

I spotted a cute, short dress in the corner. Sorted, i'll just try it on quickly.

As I looked at my reflection, I heard a few murmurs outside the changing rooms.

"Lets hide in here." A voice said. "Yeah, let's split up scooby doo style..." An Irish voice said jokingly.

Suddenly the curtain of my cubicle moved and some ran in.

"Well, well, well, we meet again." I could recognise that laugh from a mile away. "Ohmygod? What are you doing in here? Ahha! Get out!" I whisper/screamed at him while covering my torso. I only had the skirt part of my dress on so he could see my bra and everything.

"Ahaha, would you like a hand love?" He said while smirking. It took me about a solid minute to reply because I was staring into dose chocolate brown eyes. "eh, mmm. What? Oh, yeah, sure. Whatever." I chuckled nervously.

Suddenly another head popped in just as I was getting my zip up. "Ohho. That was quick, Zayn. And I thought I was smooth with the laaadies."

Zayn? I think I'm in looooove. Kidding on, jerk isn't my type. My cheeks still did turn a bright shade of pink after that comment though.

Another three people casually walked in and to say it was a tight, is such an understatement. I wonder what Mia and Siobhan and Kelsey would do right now? Stuck in a changing room with the most popular boy band in the world? Yeah I can't imagine it.

"Soooooooooo..." A cute boy with an Irish accent said. I think his name is Louis? Wait no. Niall.

"Yeah. So, I'm Spencer." I said probably making the situation worse. They were all quite cute, and, yes. I'll say it. Hot.

"Wait. No. OHMIGAWD! It's One Direction?" Curly said, looking confused. "Ahah, sorry. I'm not a fan." I said awkwardly. But my three roommates are, and they have millions of posters and pretend to kiss them sometimes. Yeah, probably shouldn't say that...

"Well this is a first." Liam said. "Anyway nice to meet you. I'm Liam, this is Niall, Zayn, Louis and Harry." He said nodding at each of them.

"Well howdy there." WTF? Did I seriously just say that?

"Anywhaaaay. Why are you in the girls changing roo..." I trailed off as I looked outside to see hundreds of girls screaming there heads off at the start of the shop. Oh yeah, almost slipped my mind that these boys were international pop stars.

"So, this is my cue to leave. It's been nice to chat, but times going by" I looked at the invisible watch on my wrist "and I have to pick up my friend, so, bye."

Harry grabbed my arm, and pulled me back gently. "Do you mind if we come with you. We have nowhere to go. And if we call the manager. He'll kill us!" I looked at there faces. They were all pouting and acting 'cute' (i.e. hot).

"Ugh! Fine! Just get out while I change back into my normal clothes." They all nodded and left, but Zayn just stood there. "I'm comfy here." "Aw, just shut up and leave." I said while shoving him out. "Ok, ok" I heard him say outside the cubicle. Mental happy dance! I just pushed a celebrity! One thing I can tick off my bucket list.

I quickly pulled on my shorts and shirt, and then walked out. "Right, on the count of three, run." I said giving them all a look. Flashing lights were going off like crazy. I guess this is what happens when your spotted in the girls changing rooms with One Direction.

"Do we run at three or one?" Louis said with a cheeky smile. "THREE!" I screamed and started spiriting over to the back door with Zayn and Harry neck and neck behind me. We sprinted up three flights of stairs at the car park. Eventually getting to my car.

"Quick. Jump in the back seat and hide at the bottom. I need to pick my friend up from the gym. And she is a MASSIVE fan of yours so don't speak or do any shit like that or she'll go crazyy!"

"Aye, aye cap'n" Liam said, while saluting me. The rest just nodded.

The drive there was pretty awkward. It was all silent (apart from a few 'stop pushing me' and 'your on my foot').

"So, how come your not a fan?" Niall asked. How do I answer that without being mean? Your songs are bullshit? Nah. Its just annoying like a constipated cat? Definitely not. "I'm not into that style of music, I guess."

"Mmmhm"

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"Right. All of you shut up. Here she comes. Oh my. For Gods sakes Harry hide your hair. It's massive.

"Sup bitch." Kelsey greeted. "Hey. How was the gym" I said while starting the car.

"Yeah it was grea... HOLY SHIT! IS THAT ONE DIRECTION IN THE BACK OF OUR CAR?!?" Kelsey screamed, nearly causing me to crash. They all slowly got up and slightly waved. The next thing I knew. Kelsey was unconscious and I was still in the car with One Direction.