Emily's Marvellous Adventure (1D)

Chapter Three: The Oreo Rage

A/N: Note the radio interview is actually real - that shit actually happened! And I did be the shivering sad person and asked where the heater was *bows head in shame*

~ Caitlin

Emily's Point Of View:

"You shouldn't bring the Oreo's - I heard they throw food out if-"

"They even dear touch them I'm kicking them where it hurts and we're running" Caitlin growls and protectively held her Oreo's to her chest and I stared at her with wide eyes - wow, someone's a bit protective of their food.

"O-okay... just put them in my bag" she nods and stuffs them under the wallets and things so they wouldn't be seen - which is kinda weird, but that's Caitlin for you.

We sat on the train, both of us facing each other as we listened to different music, One Direction for me - who ever the hell is David Bowie for her.

She was staring at someone behind me before she nudges my knee and gestures with her head to look behind me. Looking over my shoulder I see a woman of Asian heritage eating Oreo's while staring at her phone.

Turning I shake my head at Caitlin as she continues to stare a woman like a stalker.

Sighing I poked her leg, telling her silently it was our stop. We got up and she followed me off of the train, jumping down onto the platform I started walking towards the exit before I noticed Caitlin wasn't next to me.

Stopping I looked around and saw she was no where in sight.

Panic started to set in and I started to head back to where I got off of the train - she did get off of the train with me, right?!

"What's up?" I jumped out of my skin as I turned to see Caitlin staring at me in confusion.

"There you are - come on. The boys are going to be arriving soon!"

We hurried down the ramp after I realized she was a bit pale - paler than usual anyway.

When we got to the place where the boys would be arriving in we stood behind a large group that was pressed against the fence as I pulled my phone out - ready to snap a picture of the boys entering the arena.

I stood in a One Direction black hoodie, a white One Direction shirt underneath that, leggings, ankle boots and a One Direction messenger bag. Rain kept stopping and returning, annoying Caitlin as she started to whine she was cold and wanted to go inside.

Another van pulled up - causing everyone to scream, Josh Devine, Paul Higgins and two boys that looked like Niall and Liam came out and rushed into the arena.

Suddenly I heard Caitlin talking and after I calmed down a bit I turned to see her talking into a microphone.

"So who's your favourite?" I joined the group of four girls - including Caitlin as they surrounded the woman.

"Niall"

"Niall"

"Niall"

"Harry" Caitlin said for her sister, since her sister couldn't be here with us and all, and Harry was her sisters favourite - they were apparently going to get married too, Caitlin expressed quite disturbingly how she would chop Harry Styles up if he made a move for her little sister... I was honestly terrified for the guy.

"Niall" I smiled.

"And if you met One Direction what would you say"

Teeth chattering Caitlin instantly jumped in and answered the question, "Where's the heater?" the radio woman laughed while the others answered.