Trouble Makers Walk In One Direction

Chapter 4

Mick's POV

"Hello Mick" Paul greeted shutting the door behind me. 

"hey" i replied smiling up at him as i walked by 

"so, how are you finding it here?" he asked as he walked by my side boys in front of us 

"yeah, it's okay i guess" i said casually back. 

"yeah? i heard you and the boys didn't get a long very well" Paul said smirking down at me. i chuckled bitterly 

"they told you that huh?" i asked and he nodded i scoffed. "not surprised not many people take such a great liking to me" i said swallowing the lump in my throat. Paul sighed and began to rub my back. 

"it'll be fine love" Paul soothed. i made a sour face and rolled away from his touch. he coughed awkwardly and we continued our small walk in silence. I hopped in the passenger seat next to paul because i didn't really want to sit with the boys. 

"ready to go boys?" Paul yelled through the car. there was some murmurs from the back as we backed out of the car park. 

"hey! How come she gets to sit in the front?" Louis whined like a little kid 

"She has a name" i said and rolled my eyes 

"alright calm it" Paul warned 

"why couldn't you sit in the back with us?" Niall inquired 

"because you all smell" i said smirking a little. i heard multiple sniffs and i laughed. i heard Louis gasp 

"she CAN laugh!" he exclaimed. i scoffed and the boys giggled. lame. 

we arrived at the venue after about half an hour of driving. Zayn was asleep in the back looking like a sleeping angel. wait.. i mean what? i shook off that thought and walked into the venue where there was a large stage and thousands of seats. i looked around the large venue 

"this is huge!" i exclaimed my voice echoing throughout the place 

"cool innit" Zayn said slapping my back. i wrinkled my nose at his touch yet a my heart beat quickened i think?

"hey weren't you supposed to be doing a photoshoot?" i asked 

"quick change of plan" Paul said with a shrug then all of a sudden my phone buzzed. i looked at the caller ID Mitchell i sighed answering it 

"hello?" i answered 

"hey babe" he said i rolled my eyes 

"hey, what is it you need mitch?" i asked trying to sound as casual as possible even though i kinda broke this heart. he shoulda seen it coming though, i am a trouble maker. 

"do you remember Kane?" he asked i sighed pinching the bridge of my nose sitting on the chair in the front row in front of the stage. i sat on the edge elbows on my knees holding my weight. 

"yes i do, why?" i asked

"he wants you to work for him again" he said plainly. i frowned. that wouldn't work

"how? i'm in doncaster mitchell" i explained 

"he has some clients down there, he said he'd send some supplies up" Mitchell explained 

"well how am i going to meet people if i have no idea my way around this place?" i sighed throwing a hand up in exasperation. 

" They could always meet you somewhere? just keep your phone on, you'll be able to figure something out" Mitchell said i sighed

"righto" i said a little annoyed. i was through with Kane, i didn't want anything to do with his rat face anymore. then something hit me, why hadn't Kane called me himself? "hey mitchell"