Away From Home (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 12 Don't Get In His Van Even If He Has Candy

Chapter 12

After Harry got done changing his pants and washing the puppy urine off his leg, I saw him tapping away at the computer. I walked over and saw he was Tweeting on my account.

He was replying to a girl who had asked me if I was dating Niall.

"Are you really dating Nialler? So jealous!" was what she had asked. Harry replied with,

"Pshh, no. I wish! He's smeeeexy. ;) Xx"

Another one said, "I can't believe the boys would even be interested in you! You're not even pretty or anything. Go die in a hole!" wow. Hurtful.

Harry replied with, "your face."

"Good one, Harry." I said.

"Nobody hates on Bianca and gets away with it." he told me seriously.

"Bianca, are you bringing Oliver backstage tonight?" Liam asked me.

"If it's okay with you guys." I said.

"Hey, look at this picture of us!" Niall called from by the computer. I walked over and saw the picture of us all with Squishy, except they had photoshopped it. I was now wearing a wedding dress and Niall was in a tux. Louis and Zayn were in bridesmaid dresses and Liam and Harry were in groomsmen tuxes. At the bottom of the picture it said in bold letters, "NIANCA 4-EVAH!!" then the person had put big red hearts all over the back ground.

"Nianca?" Zayn asked.

"Like Niall and Bianca together. A celebrity couple name." Louis told him.

"This person deserves a follow." Harry said. He began typing in a reply.

"Luuuuuv the pic babe!! Totally how I wuz picturing moi's wedding day!! You should make pics of our babeez next!! ;) Xx" he tweeted it before I could protest.

I slapped his curls and yelled at him. "Harold Edward Styles!"

"Okay, my name is Harry, not Harold. Get it right." he said.

"What? Prove it."

He pulled up his sister's twitter page and showed me the reply she had sent to a fan. It stated that Harry's full name was actually Harry Edward Styles.

"Awkward." I said... awkwardly.

We got ready to leave for their concert, which was actually just me getting ready for a date because their hair and makeup people were already there. We had to show up early so they could do their soundcheck stuff and get ready for the show.

Anyways, I put on a coral colored tank top thing with jean capris. I'm really terrible at picking out clothes, and since I didn't get many dates at home, I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. The boys didn't say anything about me dressing as well as my singing and dancing, so I guess I looked okay.

The plan was for us to go to the venue, they do their concert prepping stuff and then drive me about a block or so away so people wouldn't be suspicious. I would meet Oliver outside the venue of the concert. We would watch the concert, and then use the backstage passes I had gotten.

Harry drove to the venue and I hung out backstage while they finished. Then they dropped me a few blocks away.

"I'll see you guys later, good luck tonight." I said.

"Make sure he treats you like a gentleman!" Louis called as I started opening the door.

"I will." I told him.

"Don't be awkward!" Niall yelled.

"Thanks, Niall. I'm glad you guys have faith in my dating skills." I said sarcastically.

"And don't get in his van, even if he has candy!" Liam said.

"I'm going on a date. He's not going to kidnap me." I told him.

"And wash your hands after you go to the bathroom." Harry told me.

What?

"And whatever you do, don't sing for him." Zayn said. The other boys laughed and I scowled and got out of the car.

I waved at them as they drove off. After they were gone, I walked the short distance to the venue. I saw Oliver standing outside the door, waiting.

"Hey," I said as I walked up to him. He looked up and smiled.

"Hello, Bianca. You're looking lovely today." I smiled and forgot to answer for a few seconds.

"Thanks, you look good too." I told him after I came out of the British accent induced trance.

"Since we only have an hour until the concert, let's just go inside and hang out."

"Sure." I said. We walked through the doors and gave the people our tickets. We found our place in the front fairly fast. Oliver's phone started ringing, so he pulled it out to answer it. I couldn't help but notice his phone cover was of the boys.

When he hung up from the call, he noticed me noticing. "It's not the most manly thing, but I like it." he told me.

I nodded, "No, it's cool. Most guys aren't confident enough to carry around a phone with the five hottest guys ever on it." I smiled awkwardly.

He laughed, "Okay, glad you think so. Most girls laugh at it."

"Pshhh, I wouldn't laugh, that would be mean." my awkwardness is starting to show again.

We chatted politely for the rest of the time and I noticed the conversation mostly revolved around the boys. Weird.

The concert was absolutely amazing, even though I knew it would be. Oliver was really enjoying himself too. We headed backstage after it was over.

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