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Marlens POV

I see as Minerva, Louis, and Harry go in the taxi and drive off. I close the door and sit in the sofa. I put family guy and started watching it.

A few moments later I heard footsteps upstairs, I remembered that Nyckole was home. I run up the stairs to greet her but as I look, it was a blonde boy staring at me with blue eyes. "Top of the morning to yah,I'm Niall ........Niall Horan.... nice to meet you, what's your name?" he says.

I look at him for a few seconds and tell him my name."oh that's such a nice name, are you Minerva's friend " he asks and I nod. He looks at me and then at Nyckole's room.

I head to Nycky's room with Niall following and enter. The lights were turned off and she was still sleeping. I close the door. " I was gonna tell you that she was sleeping but you just rushed to her room..........by the way do you know where Harry and Louis are at ?" He says looking at me waiting for a response.

I close the door and tell Niall that Harry , Minerva ,and Louis left to go buy clothes. " How long ago, did they leave?" he asked. I told him that about ten minutes ago and he pops a gum into his mouth and starts calling someone.

"Harold?.......yeah umm...where you at mate .....I know this girl told me you went shopping.....yeah?....okay, I'll be there in a few, bye "

He grabbed his jacket and called a taxi. The taxi came and he left.

Today is a really weird day. I ...I never knew this was gonna happen. I go downstairs and call Victor."Hey babe..."

Minerva's POV

We all wait inside the taxi as Harry paid for the taxi. "Thanks, sir" Harry said as the taxi driver nodded. We got out and walked into the store. I lived here , in New York and never ever in my life I had seen this store.

I asked Harry how he knew this store and he said because here is where they got their outfits whenever they did shows in NYC. I looked around and I liked it.

Seconds later, I hear a girl screaming, which then multiplied each second, then I turn around to see what was happening and I feel Harry pull me from my wrists and see a lot of girls running towards us and the paparazzi taking photos.

Harry kept pulling me cause I didn't know what to do and then we entered an elevator, which lead us to a basement.

"I'm "not leaving the elevator" I demanded , but apparently my words don't count and I was pushed out the elevator.

The basement was pitch black which scared me and then I turned to Harry and he hugged me and told me everything is gonna be okay.

I see Harry's phone light up and Niall photo come up. "Where are you.....dont come in...because I said so........yeah....exactly , just wait in the cab ....yeah.....we'll be there in like ten minutes....okay ,bye "Harry said on the phone.

I heard the elevator come down again and I just hug Harry even harder and he turns his head down to see me and all of us look at the elevator.

The door opens and a lady comes out, "oh hey, you again" said Louis to the woman. "Yeah, do you boys need clothes ? , and who is this lovely girl you have here Harry?" she said. I look at Harry and Harry looks at me.

"She is my .." Harry said and he stopped and looked at her "does it really matter Susan?".

Susan shacked her head and brought the boys clothes. " I packed some for Niall too, tell him that I said hello, you guys can exit that back door and I almost forgot I packed something for the girl in there, bye" said Susan as she waved goodbye to us and we exit the door.

I saw the taxi in which Niall was in and we ran towards it before no one could notice. Harry hands the bag to Niall and tells Louis to sit in the front seat. Louis did move to the front seat for me, not for Harry, but for me, he said.

I lay calmly next to Harry and then I hear all the screams and a bunch of girls started steaming stuff like "Niall, can you plz say my na.."and then you'd see that girl get pushed by others fans and the fans taking pictures.

The taxi drives fast and went to each direction in order to lose the fans and then we headed to my house.

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