Knocking on my Door

Chapter 17

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PS: this is kind of out of the blue. This isn't really a complication. Not the big one at least. Hey, give me a break, I have loads of these to do. (Joke).

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"Angel, can I sleepover?", Jerome asks, as I slip into the seat across from his, not knowing who I was sitting beside.

"Sure," I say, "It's nearly nine, I know your mum's rule." I tell him.

"It was a really good day", the person beside me says. I turn to see it's Liam. Oh so he finally decided to talk to me. How nice(!) I give him a shy smile.

I look back on the bus. Across from me, Jerome is sleeping on the window with his earphones tucked in. In the seat behind mine, Harry and Niall are playing a game? And behinde Jerome's seat, Danny is looking into her phone and Zayn (In the seat behind Harry's) is staring at her.

I give him a dirty look. He catches it and quickly looks away. What? Zayn is my age, not Danny's. I move my gaze, thinking that I've given my warning. I shift my gaze to Harry and Niall's seat, mostly only looking at Harry.

'You're a special girl'. His words ring in my head. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought that a superstar would like me. But the only problem is, do I even like him back?

He catches me staring at him and winks. I turn back, almost frightened, and hold on to something. I look at it. It's Liam's hand.

Liam looks at me sadly. I let go of his hand. I lean back on to the seat and fall asleep.

***

"Angel!", Someone whispers. I groan and move onto my side. I open my eyes and see Jerome, Danny and the guys all around me.

"What happened?", I say, blinking a few times. I look past the boys to see it's nearly midnight. We should have been at the house, ages ago. "Did we break down or something?". Everyone shakes there head.

I get to my feet.

"I stare out the window. And what I see is beyond belief.

Girls. All I see is millions and millions of girls. Pools and puddles of girls. You get the idea. I let out a squeak. I'm frightened now. They are all chanting: "One Direction!", so it's obvious what they're there for.

"What are we going to do now?", Harry asks, stepping beside me. Why is he asking me?

"Harry?", Liam says, "How would she know? We are the ones who go through this." I turn around and sit back on the seat. Well slouched.

"Wait!", I say, jumping up, "How 'bout we spend the night in the van." All of them looked at me. "They have to to sleep sometime. I'll wake up early in the morning and get some important stuff."

"Yea, she's right," Louis said. "There must be enough seats in this van to make a bed."

"And we all have hoodies and stuff. Y'know to make pillows and blankets." I smile.

"I wonder how they found out though." Liam thought out loud. "Everything seemed fine when we left."

Then it hits me.

I sigh and pull my hoodie off. I set it in the crook of my neck, against the window. I get ready for the uncomdfortable night ahead. Everyone around me is doing the same. The seat behind me is occupied by Harry. Behind him is Liam. Then Jerome. After him, Danny. Next, Niall. Then, Louis and lastly, Zayn.

They all try to do the same, get some sleep. But being the way we are, we won't. This isn't exactly sleeping like kings.

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"Psst!", a voice whispers. My eyes fling open, sensing the pain in my neck. "Angel!", the person whispers. I look around, in the dark. "It's me, Harry!" I sigh in relief.

"What do you want?", I growl in a low voice.

"Sorry," Harry apolejizes. "I need to go to the toilet, badly." I narrow my eyes.

"And?", I say. There's a long pause.

"I'm scared...", he mumbles.

"What?" I ask, shocked.

"I'm frightned to go outside at this time, OK?" he whisper-yells. I laugh, silently. He wants me to stand guard while he pees in someone's yard. I say someone because he is not doing 'Number One' in my yard.

I get to my feet and try to feel my way to Harry. I trip on my own feet and fall towards a broad figure that is Harry.

"Careful," Harry chuckles. Hmm... I guess he's too tired to make something cocky. I shrugg and walk in front of him, outside.

Outside, in the light of the street light, I can see Harry's face. His curls are drooped and his hollister t-shirt has light sweat marks.

"Wait right here!", Harry whispers in my ear. I wait getting slightly bored. I look out of the bushes and see small tents set up in my yard. I sigh. Hopefully they'll all be asleep in a few. Who could've told them.

I reckoned that the girls that had chased Harry at school, were looking for One Direction. Could they have found them? Could I have been un-careful?

"OK," Harry says, coming out. "That felt better." I laugh out loud. I look at him and he looks proud.

"I made you laugh!", Harry screams, hugging me.

"Personal space," I choke out. He lets go of me and smiles.

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That was for Hangie (HarryxAngel) fans. Sorry Lian (LiamxAngel) fans. I made this chapter short cause I wanted to say things.

Firstly: Someone asked me why I dedicated every one of my chappies. So the answer is: Because I need to make sure my fans are given as much credit.

Second I thought I'd reply to some of your comments. Right here. So you probably remember your own comments.

@HopeLoveWrite: Thanks soo much. And I did update soon! lol! Sorry for having Hangie momments. I know you're a BIG Liam fan.

@KateDedizc: Hello! I would put it on Liam's POV, but the whole book is planned out in Angie's POV. If you want though I'll put it as a bonus chapter. :) And you totally are a gifted writer. Everyone is.

PS: Are you Polish? Because my friend has the same surname.

@TresaandMel: Hello! Yes of coarse I'd read your story. Tell me as soon as it's up.

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