Gracie

Chapter 47 - Full House

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Gracie's POV:

I was so happy to have Zachary back and to be allowed off alone, it was just like old times but more happier.

"Want to lose the big dudes?" I whispered into Zachary's neck who was giving me a piggy back.

First he chuckled, rebelling was something he had thrills from but he soon straightened up and cleared his throat

"I don't think we should, I don't want to upset anyone."

"What?" I gasped.

He laughed again and dropped me down to the floor. I knew what he was saying, but I wasn't having any of it, so I decided to run as thought my life depended on it, Zachary called me as security ran after me, looking back I could see him laughing, but the commotion we causes attracted people's attentions, and some happens to be fans of Dad and the other lads of one direction.

"Gracie wait up!" Zak called right behind me.

The chase soon turned into chaos, but the security guards of the museum caught us both, the fun was over.

Long story cut short, we had a real telling off by the museums staff and we were kicked out.

Zachary's POV:

"Well that went well!" Gracie Joked through laughs.

"I'm a dead man walking. You do realise your guards are so going to snitch on us!"

"Well it isn't like we killed someone and buried the body." Was Gracie reply.

Now Gracie was always a different girl around me and school peers, but there was something new about her personality, almost like she was free to be normal for once and I loved it, but I was still worried about being told off by that Zayn guy again.

"Gracie, you need to stay by us now, there's a crowd already gathering outside."

Gracie seemed almost saddened at the guards words.

"I hate them, I'm not famous and I hate them." She mumbled under her breath.

"The fans?" I questioned confused.

"there loud and scream horrible profanities, I hate it, they don't even know me, yet so many hate me."

"Gracie you ready?" The guard said towering over gracie.

She just nodded shyly and he pulled her up in to his arms and she hid her head into his neck. That's when I knew she really meant what she said 'she hated them'.

I soon learnt why she hated them, they were ferocious and incredibly rude. At one point I found myself flustered and stressed, I knew I couldn't do it everyday like the band.

Back in the car Gracie yawned and mumbled she was tired, at that she rested her head against my arm and started to snore like a little piglet, oh it was so cute, I would always tease her about it.

Niall's POV:

Gracie was on Zak's back looking tired.

"It's only 5:30pm" Liam stated looking at his watch.