Vamped (A Liam Payne Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twelve: Superman Is Here!

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Harry's P.O.V

What's happening to me?! Somehow, Liam goes and bags himself a sexy girlfriend; fit girls are flirting with Zayn and Louis even though they are both taken the cheeky little.....

Anyway, now the-oh-so-dedicated-to-food-Niall, who claimed the love of his life was a taco ages ago, has now gone and cheated on his beloved food with some other hotty! Seriously, he said he was going to marry that taco and hold the ceremony in Nandos! In fact, he told an interviewer once that he would rather have a pizza than go on a date with a girl! Skinny little pig. I feel so lonely! I have charm! I have good looks! Or so I've been told... Come on, aren't my luscious locks of goodness and curliness enough? Whatever, Niall, Izzy, Liam and Paige are all going on a double date tonight. Hey, me and Louis should go gate crash it.... Nah, I had better plans to attend to.

I scanned the sandy beach with my deep green eyes. No crazed girls were running towards me. I decided to jog over to where Zayn and Louis were; all ready to scold them jokingly for defying the rules you had to stick to when you were so very fortunately taken. They shouldn't ever take advantage of a girl.

"Hey, what would Perrie and El-" I completely lost any of the words that were going to slip out of my mouth that was created for singing as I got a proper look at the girl standing opposite me who was joking with the blonde girl Louis was flirting with. She had perfect bouncy waves in her soft hair which was all different shades. It was dark chocolate brown from the top, then as it swayed past the middle it was more a milk chocolate colour and nearing the end it was a shiny caramel. Wowa. It didn't even look like it had been dyed either, perhaps I was wrong, though. This may sound cheesy but, if her hair looked like my favourite chocolate bar then I'd love to know what it smelt-

"Yes, Harry?" Louis raised his eyebrows and ran a hand through his brown gelled up hair, cutting off my weird thoughts.

"Uh, nothing." I replied shifting from one foot to the other and nearly falling over as the girl with tasty looking hair shot me a glance. Her face was certainly prettier than her long, unique hair though. If that was even possible. She had shocking, sparkling, deep, ocean blue eyes with long, dark lashes and a few small freckles on her perfectly shaped, petite nose. Her brown eye brows (not different shades) were plucked expertly and although it looked like it, I saw she didn't wear any make up on her slightly tanned skin. She smiled at me with her cute, full lips and I grinned, sheepishly back at her.

Louis recognised the situation immediately, looking from me to the outstanding girl who could have her pick of anyone or who was probably already taken and jumped in front of us both. I really didn't feel like getting death stares from someone's boyfriend again, you know...

"HARRY! MEET GEORGIA! GEORGIA, IT IS A PLEASURE TO INTRODUCE YOU TO MY, SOMETIMES, AWESOME BEST FRIEND, HARRY STYLES! ALSO KNOWN AS HAZZA AND MY HAZZA BEAR!" Louis yelled to both of us with a cheeky glint in his blue eyes, making me squint as he was right near my ear. Seriously, sometimes he could be worse than thousands of yelling fans. I stared down at the grainy ground and then peeked up, stealing a glance at Georgia to see her reaction. She was grinning at me and I noticed yet another perfection on her flawless face. Her teeth were so straight and white! I then went bright red as I realised she had her hand outstretched for me to shake. I shook her cool hand lightly and caught sight of her elegant fingers and small, bitten down nails. So there was one flaw.

"I know who Harry is, silly." She laughed at Louis and rolled her eyes playfully. Such a sweet laugh.

"Y-you do?" I asked. Duh! I was famous. God, I still hadn't got used to it.

"Well, I'm a fan." She shrugged as if she was used to saying it.

"Oh." I replied, not used to a fan being around me and not trying to strip me or something. "Why aren't you jumping up and down, screaming, crying and trying to kill me?" I questioned her, hoping not to be rude.

She laughed again, making me smile at just that calming sound. "Well what impression would that make? You guys probably wouldn't be here with us now if we were fan girling. You'd be straight to the other side of the beach!" She replied in an amused voice and her friend laughed at her, adjusting her big shades.

"True." I agreed, holding my gaze on her eyes. I stared quietly, trying to read her eyes. The eyes are the gateway to the soul. She looked so bright and full of happiness.

Louis, being himself, realised again why he had introduced us and pushed myself and beautiful Georgia away from the others. "Swag Masta From Doncaster says that you too should go somewhere together! See ya'!" Louis screamed, making Georgia wince at his loudness, and sped off in the opposite direction with Zayn, kicking sand behind them as they sprinted, leaving Georgia and I deserted. Well, if you could call deserted, two people on a beach with about one thousand other people all dressed appropriately for the weather surrounding them.

"Ah well." Georgia sighed looking back at the empty spot they were in only seconds before then looking up at me.

"Shall we?" I grinned, winking at her in a flirtatious way and taking her hand.

Louis' P.O.V

Zayn and I sprinted off, leaving Harry to his new girl. He had been moaning all bloody morning over breakfast and on the way to the beach about how everyone in the group was taken apart from him. So he walks over, swaying his shoulders like anything, I see he takes an interest in the chick standing a couple of feet away from him and BAM! Superman strikes again! Superman saves the day! No one will defeat me! Not even Spiderman! Technically, Spiderman can't even fly 'cos it's just his web so if he lost his web thing..... *cruel laughs* I'm so kind to my Hazza Bear. He should be nicer to his ickle Boo Bear. I was vulnerable too! At times...

"What are we gonna' do now?" Zayn asked, seeing we'd lost the group of girls we were with due to Harry the flirt and us running away.

"Uh," I paused. "We could..." I kept trying to think of something fun. Wow. I was never one to not come up with something exciting to do! "We could do....." I struggled yet again. "I know! Let's-"

I was cut off by a massive crowd of girls and paparazzi running towards me and Zayn.

"RUN!" Zayn finished my sentence off for me, not stopping to wait for my reply.

Zayn's P.O.V

Louis and I ran frantically for our lives, our feet grinding into the dusty, gritty sand as we desperately tried to get away from the swarm of shrieking girls and nosy paps chasing after us. The crowd all seemed to form into one, like a giant monster stomping its way across the beach trying to assassinate us.

I knew they didn't really intend on killing us but it felt like it half the time. They loved us really and we, truly, did love them back. They are the people who got us to where we were today and for that we will be forever grateful. Whether they have been fans from the days we all auditioned for X Factor individually, when we were formed into a group by the suggestion of Nicole Sherzinger (love that girl!) Or if they've only recently become a Directioner. Either way, none of that mattered because they were all so dedicated and amazing. I saw every single fan as a beautiful person, even if they are a bit crazy and I suppose you could say protective. In fact, Liam still has dreams about meeting fans.

"ZAYN! SNAP OUT OF YOUR DAY DREAM! YOURE ABOUT TO HAVE YOUR EAR RIPPED OFF THE SIDE OF YOUR HEAD!" Louis screamed the warning at me, dashing sideways. I quickly sneaked a sideways glance for a millisecond and saw a red haired girl with dazzling emerald coloured eyes with her pale hand grabbing at the air close to my ear. Shit. I just wished that some times we could have some privacy. I wouldn't chuck away my job for anything but some privacy would be good. Just once in a while.

I picked up my speed, using all my energy and zoomed after Louis, my feet gripping into the ground and skidding to a halt as we turned a corner and got away making dust shoot up behind me and him. The perfect exit.