Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Paint Ball Or May The Paint Be With You

Hi everyone, I hope you had a great weekend! I had loads of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy it, as well. All the love, Summer xx

To my big surprise, everyone arrived at the Paintball Place on time. We were greeted by Derek, who owned the place, and were then shown where we could get changed into their special paint ball gear. We girls were finished before the boys and couldn't help but tease them about them. "And you make fun of us for being late." Milena said with a grin and placed a hand on her hip. "What did you do in there? Fangirl over the real looking uniforms?" she snickered and Lily and I laughed behind her. Louis shot us an indignant look, before opening hi mouth to reply, but then closed it again, making us laugh even more. "Arlight, guys-" Derek started off, but was interrupted by Harry. "And girls." he added with a wink in my direction and I blew him a kiss which he dramatically caught, before putting a hand over his heart.

"So, have you decided what teams you're going to form?" Derek asked the group and we all exchanged looks, before Ed voiced what everyone had been thinking. "How about we do boys vs girls." he suggested with a twinkle in his eyes and the other three nodded in agreement and tried to pull a tough pose behind him, but failed miserably. Milena, Lily and I exchanged a look and nodded, as well. "You're going to go down." Lily sang with a wide smirk and winked at Niall, who only raised an eyebrow in response. "Oh honey, you have no idea what you just signed up for." he said with a fake American accent which made everyone laugh.

"Great, I have reserved the Urban playground for you which is right over there." Derek told us and pointed to an entrance to his right. From where we were standing you could only see a shed and a broken car, but it looked very promising. "Here is a map for each group." He handed me and Louis a map and then told us that we had two minutes for a strategic meeting, before we would start. The boys took two steps away from us and huddled together, whispering among themselves. We girls exchanged a grin, before we all leaned forward to inspect the map in my hands. "I think they will go the corrugated sheet shelter over there, but we're all small, we could start off behind the turned over car over there." Lily pointed to the far end of the ground.

"How are we gonna do this though? We have four of them against us three." I thought out loud. "How about I take Niall and Ed and you take Harry and Milena can take down Louis." Lily suggested with a smirk and Milena and I looked at each other and nodded. "Awesome, let's win this girls." Milena said with a grin, before we turned around to face the boys, who were already waiting for us. "Ready to go?" Derek asked and we nodded and put our helmets on. "Remember, when you're shot and it leaves a mark, you're out." Derek reminded us again, before opening the door to the play ground. "May the paint be with you." Harry cried out in an attempted joke and everyone laughed, before the bell went off and we all dashed in different directions.

After we had safely made it to the car, we slowly started to creep forward, more or less in a line, and hid behind cars and small objects like bins and poles. We had agreed on signs which we would use to communicate with each other. The boys had all received numbers and we had agreed on gestures which would tell us whether one of the other two had spotted someone or was going after someone. Next to me, I heard a crack and my head whipped around. I placed my fist over my heart and Lily nodded, before I started to follow whoever was next to me.

Constantly looking around and analysing my surroundings, I noticed that whoever I was following, was trying to lead me into a trap. It was a small corner between what looked like an abandoned shop and a bus. To his misfortune, the shop was very close to where we had first started off and I knew that there was a back door for the shop. I took a very deep breath, before dashing around a corner into the open for a couple of seconds, as silently as I could. Pressing my gun to my body, I slipped through the door and silently closed it behind me.