Chapter 8-Unclaimed
***Erin’s point of view***
“I really don’t like people like you. If you were really our fans, you’d leave the people we interact with alone. They deserve respect. Harry needs this girl, more than you can imagine and I won’t let you disrespect her,” Louis says in a cool and calm voice with a condescending smile plastered on his face. Damn I got to see the Louis sass in person.
Louis lets the girl’s hand go and she looks up at him with a glare.
“I am SO sorry, Louis,” her friend beside her says.
“We’ll be sure not to let it happen again,” the other one says and Louis then smiles at them genuinely but still has that hint of his sass in it.
“Thank you,” he replies and the girls scurry off.
“Are you okay, love?” I hear a soft and gentle voice beside me as I feel a hand go to my back. I look to my side and my jaw drops as my eyes land on the ever so gorgeous and perfect Eleanor Calder.
“Are all fans like that?” Harry asks Louis who shakes his head.
“Not all. Most of them are really nice but there are still those haters,” he replies.
I’m still in shock from Eleanor being beside me.
“You alright?” she repeats, her brows furrowing.
“Y-yeah, I am. I’m just shocked,” I answer, finding my voice. I mean…just…holy crap, Eleanor was right beside me. I felt like crying. She was so gorgeous omg.
“Did she scare you that much? Don’t worry, as Lou said, most of the fans are lovely,” she tells me with a comforting smile. “Oh and I’m Eleanor. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Erin.”
“H…hi, Eleanor,” I say or should I say breathed out?
Then the fart also known as Harry starts to laugh.
“She’s not in shock because of the girls a while ago. She’s shocked because of you! Oh and hello Eleanor,” Harry says lightly and my cheeks warm. This little turd. I was so going to kill him later.
“C’mon El, I’m hungry,” Louis says impatiently.
“Sure, babe. It was nice meeting you, Erin. We’ll hang out later,” Eleanor tells me then leaves with Louis. As soon as they were gone I smack Harry’s arm.
“OW! What was that for?” he yelps.
“You know what for you dork! You ratted me out to Eleanor, what the eff is wrong with you?” I rage at him.
“I’m sorry!” he laughs then suddenly gets serious. “But are you okay? Sorry, it was the first time I ever experienced-well first time I remember- that so I was quite as shocked as you were. I’ll protect you better next time.”
“Thanks Harry.”
“Oi! You two, come on, Paul is callin’ we have to get to the venue!” Niall calls us and we both stand up and make our way to him.
“ERIN!!!” Niall yells coming out of backstage and I turn my head to look at him. I’m lying down on 3 chairs put together of the audience area where the concert was going to be today.
“GIVE ME BACK MY HARIBO!” he yells again and I sit up straight, suddenly alert, crumpling the end of the pack of Haribo in my hands to prepare for a run.
“But Liam said I could have it!” I yell back, standing up and Niall points his finger at me.
“No, no! No one touches my Haribo!” he says, still advancing towards me and I’m slowly backing away, not entirely sure if I needed to run or what.
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