Chapter 15

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Authors note: sorry it's been a while since I've updated. But good new: I MADE THE VOLLEYBALL TEAM!!!! Eep, I'm so excited. (Cue the Pointer Sisters song). Anyway... Carrying on. Oh great... Cue carry on by Fun....

Louis's P.O.V

"Oh, how I missed you sweet, sweet ground!" I got some weird looks as I dropped to the ground and attempted to hug it. "Oh for heavens sake Louis, get up! We already have enough attention on us anyway," Simon ordered me with an exasperated sigh. The boys all chuckled and I rolled my eyes as I got up. "Not my fault it was such a long flight.." I grumbled under my breath.

As we rounded the corner we were met with a TON of fans. There look to be at least a thousand! Okay, maybe I exaggerated just a tad, but you get the picture. Security came rushing over and we made it outside.... 15 minutes after fighting the crowd may I add. Apparently, Simon said we should be expecting the girls to be waiting in the limo out front for us. "Oh yeah, don't let the boys draw attention. So bring a limo" I thought to myself.

The thing was though, when we got inside the limo there was no girls. Everyone had a look of confusion, including Simon.

"I thought you said they would be here waiting on us?" Zayn looked around clueless. Why he was searching I have no idea. A limo may be big, but the girls really didn't have anywhere to stay hidden in here.

"I was under that impression myself," Simon replied just as dumbfounded. He tried to call them but it went straight to voicemail.

"Ok, either they are ignoring us and turned their phones off, or their phones died and they are stranded," Liam theorized.

"Stranded? Really Liam?" Harry shot his eyebrows up at him.

"Hey! You never know. They could have been stranded like Woody and Buzz were at the day care center. Don't look at me like that," Liam through his hands up in defense. Everyone rolled their eyes at his Toy Story comment, and went back to thinking. A few moments of silents passed when I decided to speak up.

"Wait. Uncle Si, do you know if there is any place the girls favor? Like..." I tried to think of a way to explain this. "Like do they have a favorite restaurant, or place to shop, or ice skating.." I listed different places they could have gone, and lost track if time.

"No, the girls are quite random. Plus, I only ever talk via Skype.." Simon drifted off. He had crinkles on his forehead do to the fact he was scrunching his face in deep thought. A habit of his. But then those lines suddenly disappeared and his eyes lit up. I promise you, if there was a light bulb above him right then, it would have lit up.

"I should have known," he spoke more to himself then us. He smirked to himself then leaned up to I guess tell the limo driver where to head.

"So where are they?" Niall asked the thing we all were still clueless to. Uncle Si chuckled to himself once more before answering.

"You'll know very soon boys. And I have a feeling you'll be able to relate," he sent us a knowing smirk and through his hands behind his head and leaned back in his seat without anymore to say.

"Ugh," we all groaned. "Really Uncle Si?" Zayn complained as he through his hands up in frustration.

"Still not telling," Uncle Si sing songed and we just groaned once more and Liam turned the radio up. Not ten minutes later did we arrive. We all looked out the window to see.. A recording studio?

"Uncle Si, are you sure this is the right place?" Harry asked they question that was on all our minds.

"100%. I even texted the receptionist to see. He said they checked in right before 8, and haven't came out since. Now I'm going to go, but ill leave you all a car, don't worry. Now go have fun, and be nice." He gave us a stern glare, then shoved us out of the limo.

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