You Found Me

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Don't scream or freak out, okay?" The boy who looked like Louis Tomlinson whispered. I stood there in shock. "Holy shit." I mumbled. "Look, we were just trying to get away from fans by going through this alley..and we were afraid if you made noise, you'd attract the crowd and we'd never get out of here."

I didn't say anything. Half of me was telling me to run, the other half was wondering if this was real. I was never really an avid fan, but this seemed so unreal. "So, you decide to scare me half to death, grab me, and cover my mouth with your hand in a dark alley?" I finally say, in a snapping tone. "..We're sorry."

He was about to put his hand on my shoulder but I flinched away.

"Don't be frightened." "Oh yes, because what you did didnt scare me at al!l" I yelled sarcastically.

"Keep your voice down."

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"Shh, We'll do anything to repay you. We are terribly sorry Miss." A boy with blonde hair and blue eyes said. I think his name is Niall. His accent was very thick and Irish sounding.

"I could sue you, you know" I growled. I suppose I wouldn't sue them, but I was saying anything at this moment. I didnt care who they were, they scared me shitless.

"Look, we'll do anything." I curly haired boy named Harry, said.

"Could we drive you home?" Niall suggested.

"Get the hell away from me." I snapped, turning away and heading down the alley. a

It was cold, and I was angry. I thought I was going to die! but then again..I guess I could understand why they did it. They looked very tired..I bet they just wanted to go back to their hotel instead of being chased by thousands of girls. "AH!" I screamed, a cat jumped out in front of me. "Stupid ugly thing!" I shouted. 

"Miss?" Louis called. I sighed and turned around. "What?"

"Are you sure you don't want that ride?"

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I sat in the corner of the limo, looking out the window and staying quiet. It was getting pretty awkward, but what was I supposed to say? Harry looked at me and half smiled. "What's your name?"

"Emily." I replied.

"Pleased to meet you Emily." He shook my hand.

"So you're staying at the art school?" Louis asked me. I nodded. "So you're an artist?"

"Not the painting type." "Oh."

"I'm a photographer."

"Not a papparazi though right?" Harry chuckled. "Of course not." I smiled. They watched me carefully, probably wondering when I was going to start screaming or gushing over them.

"I'm not a crazy fan." I began. "I think we can tell." Liam replied.

"Why do you keep watching me so closely then? I- I mean.. Not everyone is a crazy One Direction fan."

"Sorry. Habbit?" Liam said. "I'm glad you guys got away from your fans. You look umm..tired."

"We are, but we love our fans. No matter how crazy they are. We're just pretty beat tonight."

"Here we are." The limo driver announced. The limo came to a stop, and I opened the car door.

"Thanks for almost giving me a heart attack boys- Oh, and for the ride." I chuckled.

"Anytime." Harry said.

"It was nice meeting you Emily." Louis said. His piercing blue eyes looking straight into mine.