Chapter 10

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“Ummm….” Harry looked at me wide eyes, clearly confused. “I love all you guys-girls- as fans and I am glad to have met-”

“Valentina!”

“Valentina, and….”

“Gigi!”

“Gigi, and….”

“Ella!”

“And Ella….and…”

A chorus of little girls chirped out their names and Harry replied their names back, going on for a little while for a total of 20 girls. “And I’m very sorry that I refused to hug you. Now, scurry on over here because each of you gets a hug from Liam.” Harry said, standing up and moving away as the heard of girls squealed and tackled Liam with hugs.

“You’re silly Harry.” Kate giggled as she hugged my arm from behind me.

“Was that necessary?” I asked, gesturing to where Liam was now on the grass, on his knees due to the mass amount of ten year old girls hanging on him.

“Oi, I’m not getting tackled by all those girls!” He detested.

“That doesn’t make it any better.” I laughed as I saw Liam’s arm frantically patting girls on the back and head.

“Oh, break it up you two.” Zayn laughed as he joined us. “Harold, meet amie Collins, Amie meet Harold.” He introduced us.

“Why did you use my full name?” Harry whined.

“Oh, it’s quite a nice name Harold.” I teased.

“You can shut up.” He joked.

“Nope. None of your bandmates are normal.” I laughed, referring back to our previous conversation.

“I told you.” Zayn shrugged.

“Oi! I’m normal!” Harry, Louis, Liam, and an Irish voice, I assume is Niall, protested in sync.

“You guys are just proving my point. And you, mister, aren't so normal either.” I said, tapping Zayn on the chest.

“And what’s so weird about me?” Zayn raised an eyebrow.

“And me? I’d say that Zayn and I are pretty normal.” Liam asked, as he finally managed to get up and out of the hug.

“Don’t you three start complaining.” I said as Harry, Niall, and Louis’ mouths opened up to complain and defend themselves. “Harry, you’re currently the lady’s man of the press, Niall, I’m pretty sure that we are going to need a food table refill, and Louis, you called your girlfriend your carrot queen. And Liam and Zayn, your international pop sensations with twelve year olds drooling all over you and are willing to tackle you down with hugs. I’m pretty sure that no normal person can say that.” I flipped my hair, a bit out of breath. “And Bob’s your uncle.” I took a little bow as I head the girls giggle and laugh.

“Snap!” Joey laughed, snapping his fingers.

“Don’t even bother with me Joey, you’re not normal at all.” I laughed.

“Never said I was. Never said I will be.” He shrugged.

“Well, you aren’t so normal yourself Amie. I find you quite odd.” Liam said.

“Agreed. Right boys?” Harry asked.

“Right.” Niall and Louis nodded their heads as Harry ate a breadstick he stole from Niall who was currently eyeing him.

“Yes, you are quite weird too Amie.” Zayn joined in.

“What are you going to say Amie? They got you good!” Kate whispered looking awed at our little sass off going on.

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