"Uh... Guys?" I heard Harry whimper. I looked over to see a huge guy holding him by the arm. And let me tell you, it didn't look comfortable.
"Harry!" I screamed, and charged. I kicked the man right by his ankle, then the other. Somehow, it managed to hurt him. Not enough to release Harry, but he still winced.
"What are you doing?!" He snapped.
"Wait. That actually hurt?!" I gasped.
"You know her?" he asked Harry, with a sigh.
"No! Not at all! She wasn't with us!" He shook his head rapidly. It all started to sink in. He was a security guard. We were in big trouble.
"Joe? Was there a girl with them? Over." He said into a walkie talkie. Louis started to slink away slowly. "Hey. Red Pants! Get back here! I know YOU were on the tape." I practically fell to the ground laughing as Louis took the guy's free hand and put it on his shoulder, as opposed to waiting for him to do it himself.
Eventually, Joe responded into the walkie talkie with a voice that seemed oddly familiar. Once more, things started to make sense. He was the "scary man" inside the ride. The one who had tripped.
"That's what I thought." He mumbled in reply. I took a step towards him. I heard some shuffling from the side, and out came Liam and Niall. They were both being held by the shirt, as if they would run away.
"Here's the rest of 'Em." Joe (I assumed) announced, keeping a hold on their shirts.
"Alright let's take them to Mike." The other guy said. Who was Mike? Why were we being taken to him? What was he going to do? ...And where was Zayn?
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"What the Hell made you think that you could do that?" Mike snapped when we got situated. He was a burly guy; his frame, sturdy, his stature, short and everything else, large and confident. He looked as though he hadn't shaved for weeks, and could surely use it. Yet I suppose it added to his "tough guy" look. He tapped a small machine, which I knew to be a tape recorder. Goody.
"Really sir, it wasn't intentional-" Liam began apologetically. I wasn't exactly pleased. I had reason enough to be upset. Mike should try to be me or Louis and be twenty. Then he would see. Luckily, Louis didn't let him off that easy.
"Of course it wasn't intentional! Your damned ride threw us off! We were sitting there, having a grand time for my mate Amy's BIRTHDAY, when our ship capsized, and threw us onto that deck!" He yelled dramatically, slamming his fist on the table.
"It did not! All ships are currently in perfect condition!" Mike snapped back.
That's when I decided to make things even more interesting. I burst out crying. Being an actress, I had taught myself to cry dramatically on demand. This was just one of the times it had come in handy.
The rest of the boys just sat there in awe of us, but Louis was unfased.
"Those are LIES!" He screamed, pointing a finger at Mike. I, meanwhile, sobbed even louder.
"Will you just calm down?!" Mike snapped testily to the two of us.
"I'm pretty sure that lying about qualities of attractions is a FELANY." Louis yelled, not paying attention at all.
I screamed and cried some more.
"And we will be SUING you my friend!" Louis snapped. "If you think for a second that we won't take you to court, well then you obviously didn't go to grade school. And I'll have you know that-"
We were really making a scene. And I now sort of understand why what happened next happened.
"Backup." Mike grumbled into an earpiece. Soon enough, four other guys came in and grabbed us. One to each. Lucky me, I had Mike.
As they walked us who knows where, he struck up a conversation.
"That was a pretty good performance. You act?" He said stiffly in a deep grumbly voice.
"I dabble." I shrugged, still pretty angry.
"If you and your friend over there" he shrugged to Louis "Weren't such troublemakers... I'd suggest you work here. We have some pretty good plays." He apparently had no clue who we were.
"I'd love to." I said sarcastically. "But I'm not from here."
"That's okay. Don't use the accent. I know it's fake so we can't figure out who you are."
"It's real." I snorted. We had reached the ride we had been at not moments ago. They were going to let us off with a warning?
"I know it isn't kid. What do you think I am? Stupid?"
He shouldn't have said that.
"Yeah. Kinda. As I'm from Doncaster, England. And the rest of my friends are from England as well! ...Well except for Niall, who's Irish. They're in the band One Direction, which is pretty popular. Plus do you think Liam" I gestured to him "would be faking it as he's apoogizing? So yeah, I do think you're daft if you can't recognize a true Brit. Which makes you a git. And that rhymes!" I added with a triumphant smile.
I probably shouldn't have been smiling. I know Mike wasn't.
"That's it." He turned to other guys. "We'll be escorting these... Teens out." He grumbled. I smiled the widest I had all day. He called me a teen. Mission accomplished.
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When we got to the main entrance, they took a group shot to put on their list of people not to allow into Disney World. Liam crossed his arms, and looked irritated, but the rest of us smiled and posed happily. I was back. As were "escorted" out the front gate, I couldn't help but laugh. There was Zayn, arms stretched non-chalantly behind his head, looking cool, and standing in front of a van. He was smart enough not to say anything while security was there. When they left though, he spoke, catching everyone's attention.
"Vas happenin' guys?" He smirked at us all. He had some serious explaining to do.
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