Chemical X!

Chapter 7~ Help from Murica

Louis POV

My mood had changed so rapidly that morning, it was 6 am and I was already zapped of energy. Regardless, I explained everything to Harry. He called the cops back explaining that he was so sorry and he had been half asleep when he made the call and that everything was fine. Shortly after we were joined by the remainder of the band who began the normal cycle of the day. Food and Television untill noon when we all piled into the van to be driven to the stadium where we were having a concert that night. Opon arrival, the others generally hung out with the crew and did mic checks and such. As for myself? I found a couch backstage and took a power nap. An hour or so before the concert, I was woken up. The performance was great and for those short hours, I forgot about the pain. Post concert, we all headed back to the hotel to pack up. We were leaving Ireland for our American concerts. The plane ride consisted of Liam obsessing over twitter and Niall and Zayn shooting spitballs at one of the plane windows, trying to convince the rest of us that they could break the window with their wadded up slobber paper. I was actually just about to join them when food was brought in and well... its safe to assume that they wernt about to turn down a meal. Even Harry managed to have an appetite, despite the fact that he was clearly paranoid, I mean, he hadn't taken a single selfie the entire plane ride...that could of been because of the fact that we tease him so much about it. Maybe that's what he was doing when he supposedly took a full hour to drop his load. 

Harrys POV We finally landed in New York and all of us were eager to get out of the plane. The fart proof pants that those fans had proposed on 1DDay weren't sounding half bad at the moment. As we exited the plane, Louis rushed up beside me, grabbed my hand, and yanked me foreward. We plunged into a narrow pathway created by security and rushed through a crowd of fans. Some of the girls were screaming individual names and some shouted some dirty things that not even I would repeat, but the majority were eating up us holding hands screaming "Larry Forever" or things of that nature. Louis continued pulling me foreward and the last thing I heard before I left the airport and climbed into the tour bus was "Larry's about to live while their young" I shuddered and mumbled under my breath "perverted fans we have" my comment was followed up by Niall giggling something about loving their dirty humor. "You would" Zayn smirked in response as Louis pulled me into the extremely cramped bathroom on the bus. "I'm pretty sure when they built this it was meant to be a one person limit Lou" I laughed as he rolled his eyes and rummaged through the massive pocket on his hoody for his phone. "Please be respectful and don't take the advice of any of our song lyrics" Liam shouted from the front of the bus. "I have a girlfriend" I shouted back to him and rolled my eyes. "Allegedly" Zayn commented followed by a distinct Irish cackle. The fans loved Larry, but honestly I think the boys loved the ship more as it presented endless opportunities for harassment. "So what did you pull me in here for?" I questioned but Louis quickly slapped a hand over my mouth. The bus lurched forwards signifying that we had begun our drive to the first arena. "I'm tired of living like this, so I've called in some help." He whispered removing his hand and signaling me to whisper by a finger to his lip. "I thought we wernt 'allowed' to involve the police?" I responded confused. He had legitimately just laid down the rules that morning and here he was already breaking them. "I'm not involving the police" He responded. I nodded my head in confusion as he continued. " I found an Ex American Federal Agent who's willing to help us without leaving a trail. If this X is a fangirl like you say, there's no way she can match wits with an FBI agent." He finished proudly. "But didn't you say she hacked into your computer, couldn't she hack your phone too and see that you called this agent?" I responded immediately finding a flaw in his plan. "That's the bast part, the FBI woman said she would erase the call from every phone record." He responded like lightning. That shut me up quickly and I decided to trust him, he'd been in this longer so he knew what he was doing... Right?