(BOOK 6) Spellbound - A One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter One - On The Road Again

Alright, here's the first chapter (finally)! I'm so sorry that it's short, but don't worry--I'll make up for it later. For those of you who don't know, "Y/N" means "Your Name," so when you're reading you can read it like your own name is written there. You are the main character, after all. :) Another thing, there will be slight swearing in this story, just so everyone knows and there isn't a problem. Thank you and enjoy!

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"And then I told him, shut the hell up! I'm Louis effing Tomlinson and I don't have time for your questions!"

Niall was in hysterics, rolling back and forth on the couch in the tour bus. Harry only stares with his usual confused look on his face, and Liam smiles from the table. Zayn is far too busy on his phone in the corner of the bus to notice Louis' complaining--something he does every day anyway.

"Louis, Louis!" Niall says, catching his breath. "Then what did you do?"

"I whipped my hair in his face and flipped him off before walking away, just like any person would do!"

Niall bursts out laughing again, obviously picturing the situation in his mind.

"Sure Louis, that's what a normal person would do..." Harry says.

"You know you could have handled that a bit differently," Liam tells him. "It was one of our security guards."

"I know that," Louis replies. "But that's not how the Tommo rolls. 'Oh, I'm so very sorry...I should really know where I want you to be, for my protection...yes, it's not like I'm busy singing or anything...' "

Again Niall is in a fit of laughter.

Zayn isn't as amused. "Your hair isn't even long enough to whip in his face," he observes, setting his phone down.

"Really, Zayn?" Louis asks. He snatches his headband and shakes his head, causing his long, greasy hair to fall down so it almost reaches past his shoulders.

"Do you think your hair is longer than Harry's, now?" Liam wonders.

"Hey, don't look at me," Harry says. "I'm not going to take my headband off. It takes a while to get it looking this way."

Everyone chuckles, including Louis who just slips his headband back onto his own head over his unbrushed hair.

"Love?"

All of a sudden, you look away from the window and look at everyone who is looking back at you. "What?" you ask.

"Nothing," Louis says. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," you say with a smile. "Why would you think I wasn't?"

"I don't know," Louis says, taking a seat next to Niall on the couch. "Just making sure you're feeling okay with the baby and all."

You laugh. "Don't worry, I'm fine. Besides, I don't expect to have it soon."

"It could happen," Harry says. "And when it does, we need to make sure we're near a hospital."

"Yeah, definitely," Zayn says. "And a month is soon, Y/N."

"Boys, I'll be fine. As long as I'm with you."

At this everyone smiles, knowing you're right.

It's already been a month since the boys began their tour again. It was interrupted before by a woman named Marcy. She was your highschool friend, who suddenly turned on you when she became jealous when you started living her dream--living with the boys of the most famous boyband in the world, all of them loving you more than life itself. Marcy has tried many, many, crazy things to try and kill you as revenge, but because of the boys and your own strength, she has obviously never succeeded. After kidnapping the boys and faking their deaths, she was sent off to prison, in high hopes she would never be seen again. She has escaped jail in the past--it wouldn't surprise anyone if she did it again. But that's something nobody even wants to think about. Right now everything is finally perfect. The boys are on tour, everyone is healthy, including your first child, Davis, who is along.