Chapter 14
Melissa.
Oh my god. Why was she here. I couldn't breathe. All she ever does is embarrass me and ruin my life. Not now. Not while I'm here. Not while I'm with them. No. She wouldn't. She can't. As I was freaking out, Louis looked at me, giving me an 'Are you alright?' look.
I smiled and nodded, saying I was fine before engaging myself back in the conversation about sushi. My heart continued to pound against my chest. I was trying to stop thinking about Melissa walking in. I tried to shake it off.
"Zayn. How can you not love sushi", Harry moaned to Zayn. Placing his right hand in front of Zayn. It seems like Zayn didn't like sushi.
"It's weird! You're basically eating something from the sea and rice"
Harry pulled his hand away, placed it under his chin and sighed. Louis patted him on the back. Liam and I exchanged looks, folding in laughter.
"Something that tastes freakin' amazing, from the sea, mate", Niall added. Stuffing his face with food. I giggled at Niall, he was so sweet.
"Never had it", I stated. All the boys turned to look at me.
"You're kidding, Lia", Harry replied. Looking genuinely shocked.
I giggled a bit and nodded.
"'fraid so, Harry"
"Thinking about it...", Liam next said, "I haven't had sushi either"
"Does sticky rice count?", Louis said.
Harry looked at everyone. Sighed, then stood up. "Right. That's it", he walked away from the table and asked a waiter something. The waiter then led him into a door, that looked like a kitchen or something.
"Where'd he go?", Niall said, still eating.
We all shrugged. Looks like he went into the kitchen. We carried on eating the remainders of our meal, commenting about Harry's disappearance every now and again. Finally Harry came back, grinning like an idiot.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, who have never tired the beauty that is sushi...", Harry announced, "Here is... sushaaaaaay!'
There were two waiters behing Harry, carrying dishes that contained sushi. They placed a plate in front of all of us. Niall had already eaten sushi, he just wanted more. We all tucked in to this. Zayn was a little hesitant but ate it anyway.
Harry looked at all of us, like a child who had baked their first cake.
"It's delicious, Harry", I said, smiling, sticking my fork into another piece.
"I knew it! Zayn..?"
We all glanced over at Zayn who was placing his last piece of sushi in his mouth. He'd eaten everything! We all looked at him, trying to hide our uncontrollable laughter.
"What!?", he said, with a mouth full of sushi. "Oh yeah, this is amazing"
We all burst into fits of laughter. Harry carried on boasting about how he was right. It was all smiles and laughter, but I felt like I shouldn't be too happy.
But, I didn't know what it was.
We kept talking, interrupted sometimes by fans. I asked how they did it all. How they didn't pass out from the cameras ans the screaming, like I almost did. I didn't know there were that many fans in here, but people kept coming in just to see them. Us. See us. I kept forgetting I was here. With them. I smiled. I was happy. Nothing would stop this feeling.
Most of the fans just ignored me, but then one of them asked who I was. I started to stammer.
"I'm.. Amelia..." I wasn't quite sure what to say.
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cherish hope × tomlinson [discontinued] [needs editing]
Fanfiction[don't read. this is terrible omg] hope həʊp/ noun archaic a feeling of trust. "our private friendship, upon hope and affiance whereof, I presume to be your petitioner"