Harry's P.O.V -------------------
"Where are the girls?" I say as I put my hands in my pockets. We had just come out of the hotel room because Zayn and I were messing around and messed up our hair, which Lou, insisted she had fix it.
"I don't know, they're probably still in Brooke's room." Paul pulls out his phone.
"I'll check!" Niall yells and runs towards Brooke's room. Odd. Since when does he care about Alexa?
We all sit down and wait for Niall to come back. Louis throws a tissue at my face so I ball one up and throw it to him. We continue until Paul yells at us to stop.
Suddenly I hear foot steps running through the hall. Niall comes back, face like he's seen a ghost. "She's not there." I stand up from my seat. There's only one thing this could mean.
"She's in the lobby." We all say in unsion.
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Alexa's P.O.V
We could hear the fans screaming. Is this what the boys go through every day? I can't imagine a life like that.
"Where do you think the boys are?" Brooke asks.
"I don't know but let's move away from the elevator." Since all the paparazzi are in this area they probaly haven't come down yet.
As we weave our way through the crowd I can feel my phone buzzing. "Hello?" We make our way to the front desk.
"Alexa! Thank God! Where are you? Are you okay?" It's Niall.
"Yeah, we're fine. Where are you guys?" I hear the speaking in the background. He must be with the other boys. "We're on our way down."
"No! Don't use the elevator, take the stairs!"
"Okay, are there a lot of paparazzi down there?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Okay, then meet us at the bakery three blocks away from the hotel to your left."
"Sounds good, bye."
"Bye."
I hang up the phone and slide it into my pocket.
"We're meeting them at a coffee shop." Brooke nods and we both link arms and manage to make our way out of the hotel doors.
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The bell rings and I look up to see 6 men dressed in dark sunglasses and hoods up. I laugh at their stupid disguises. "What's so funny?" Miley looks up from her phone.
"Okay Brooke, don't get all fan girly, but, One direction is behind you." Her face drops and she becomes pale.
"Hello girls." An Irish accent speaks behind her.
She freezes.
"Hello." I greet back and the boys and Paul take a seat.
"Um. Hi." Miley squeaks.
Niall smiles and the waitress comes to take our order.
"What would you like?" She readies her pen and pad.
We're all silent until Niall speaks up, "I'll have a pastry, please." Smiling at the end. The waitress smiles. "Anything else for you guys?" We all shake our heads. "No thank you." She takes the menus and walks away.
"So, when do we need to be at the concert?" I take a sip of water.
"In thirty minutes."
"Okay."
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My uncle, Paul Higgins *CANCELLED*
Hayran KurguCurrently and indefinitely canceled. I was going to rewrite it, but then the band split and yeah... What would you do if you had the chance to meet the world's biggest boy and, One Direction? Would you take it? Alexa Higgins just happens to be the n...
