Can You Understand? (1D fanfic)

Chapter 23

"So, Hayley." said Dallas as he opened the door to a small bistro. "Do you mind if Jake and Zack show up later?"

"huh?" I asked, thinking it was just going to be him and I. "Oh, sure." I said.

A group of teenage girls walked in, wearing sunglasses, short shorts and tank tops.

I watched as Dallas lifted the menu and began reading it. He was so loyal.

"Ladies! Ladies! Came the familiar voice of Jake. "Would you like to have lunch with us?" He hung his arm around Zack' s neck, and nodded.

"Who are you?" Asked one of the girls in an annoying voice.

"I'm Jake."

"From State Farm!" said Zack. The two began snickering uncontrollably.

The group of six girls rolled their eyes at Zack' s stupid joke.

I began to giggle.

"What?" Asked Dallas, smiling. He turned around and saw his brother talking to the girls again.

"I'm in a band, touring with One Direction." he said, smirking.

The girls shrugged. "I'm not a huge fan." she said, and her friends nodded in agreement.

"But...but we're famous!" he said, whipping out his phone. He began typing, and then showed the girl something on his screen.

"Oh! Well, please to meet you." she said, smiling.

"So, will you eat with us?" Asked Zack, giving his 'killer smile' as always.

"Dal," I whispered, looking out the window. "Look."

A herd of paparazzi vans came rushing down the street, and about six people were running here on foot.

"Rats!" he cried, throwing down his menu. He stood up and grabbed my hand.

"There's my brother, whose our lead singer." said Jake  pointing at us.

Dallas turned around at the sound of "brother" and the girls went into hysterics.

Dallas raised his eyebrow, genuinely confused.

"Go." I said, pushing him towards the door.

The girls walked over to us, chatting and trying to act cool.

"Hi, I'm Aimee," she said. "Would you and your sister like to have lunch together?"

Jake and Zack gawked.

"Sorry ladies, we were just leaving." He said with his celebrity smile, making some of the girls blush. We were kinda in a hurry.

"Some other time then?" she asked. "Your sister can join too!"

I giggled to myself.

"Sorry, I've got to go." He said, pulling me closer to the door. "And by the way, she's my girlfriend!"

Ack! He just called me his girlfriend!

"You're WHAT?" Asked a news guy.

Dallas turned around face to face with the paparazzi, his face, bright red. "Sorry?"

"C'mon, Dal." I said audibly. "Let's go." I grabbed his hand, and stormed off.

"Hayley!" the he said, "You can't just walk away!"

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because they'll-" he was cut off by a crowd of screaming fangirls, running toward us.