Same Difference

Chapter 13-He's found me! Shit!

I leapt to my feet in fright as four men ran into the room shouting and jumping around.

It's them! They've found me! It's James, It has to be! Oh no! No! No! No!

Terrified I scampered behind Liam and hid behind his large shoulders as I whimpered in fright. Liam looked startled for a second then wacked the loudest one over his head.

'Louis! You idiot, be quiet!' He hissed and I peeked over his shoulder, the curly haired one noticed me so I ducked back out of sight.

'Who's that?' A deep voice with a British accent asked.

Liam turned around and looked me in the face, 'They won't hurt you, I promise.'

He sounded like he was talking to a frightened animal. I nodded as he took my hand, we turned back and I noticed their faces for the first time. The rest of One Direction stared back at me as if it were absolutely absurd that I should be here.

HOLY FUDGE IT'S THE REST OF ONE DIRECTION!!!

Niall...

'Hi.' My voice came out a little higher than usual so I tried for a small smile.

'Has Liam got a girlfriend? Ooooooh, kiss, kiss, kiss!' Louis cried and Zayn elbowed him hard in the stomach.

'Sorry, if we scared you, Louis gets a bit excited.' I smiled at Zayn.

'It's ok, I thought you w-were someone else and I just g-got a little scared.' It came out as a whisper.

'A little, yeah right.' Louis chuckled.

Harry ran at me and scooped me up into his arms, bridal style. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck squeezed my eyes closed.

'P-please put m-me d-down!' I stuttered.

I hate stuttering when I'm nervous!

Harry spun around so I gripped him tighter until suddenly I was pulled away from him and gently cradled against a muscled chest. The person carrying me sat down and rocked me against his chest.

'Harry mate, ya fucking scared her, dumbass.' An Irish accent, Niall?

NIALL!!!???

I opened my eyes to see none other than the sexy Mr Niall James Horan holding me against his chest and scolding a sheepish looking Harry.

'Hello.' I'm blushing. Damn!

'Ello there love, you ok?' His voice is....

'Um, yeah. You can put me d- down.' He looked embarrassed and put me onto the couch next to him.

'Soooooooooo, who are ya again?' Cue Zayn elbowing Louis (again).

'Eeeeeeyow! That’s sore Zaynieeeee! Stop domestic violencing me!'

I giggled at his bad grammar, 'Zouis.'

'IT'S A FAN!!!' Louis screamed and I shrank back. Niall noticed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

'Um, my name is Evelyn.' What? I don't like being called "It."

Harry grinned, 'I'm calling you Evie.'

'Me two!' Chipped in Louis as he ducked Zayn's elbow.

'Ok.' As I spoke Liam's phone beeped and the boys all chanted:

'Liam's on twitter again, Liam's on twitter again, Liam's on twitter again!' I giggled as Liam scrolled through his phone.

'Has Justin tweeted anything?'