Chapter 12.

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NIALL'S POV.

I hung up the phone and set it down on my bed, which was covered in clothes from my attempt at unpacking. I dug through the pile until I reached my favourite white tee-shirt and a pair of khakis. I threw them on, checked my cell phone to see 357 Twitter notifications, then headed across the hall to Harry's room.

"YeahI know!" I heard Harry laugh through the crack of his door. I peaked inside to see him sitting on the end of his bed chatting on his cell phone. He was smiling an awful lot. Who was he talking to? "Of course! Ha! Okay, I'll see you later tonight? Great. Bye!" Harry hung up his phone and placed it down beside me. "What's up?" he looked up at me.

"Just wanted to see what you were doing. Who was that?" I entered his room, and made myself a seat on his dresser.

"Bryanna," a small smile immediately came to his face.

"Oh, what do you think of her?" I asked, already knowing his exact words.

"Erm.. she's a great girl. We just get on really well," he replied in his 'lying voice' that me, and the rest of the world knew oh so well.

All day we had been driving around, trying to find smewhere quiet where we could hang out, other than our place. So far, we had found nowhere. "Why don;t we go visit the girls? I'm sure there's no fans there. It's probably our only safe spot," Harry suggested.

I drove through downtown, until I reached the new development of houses just on the other side. "What was their house number again? I can't recall," I drove the car past each driveway slowly, hoping I would remember if I saw it. As I went around the bend, I saw a house with about 20 or 30 teenage girls standing outside of.

"You don't think-" Harry began.

"-Yes, I do.." I pulled up slowly and carfefully, parking infront of their neighbours lawn.

"Should we get out, or.."

I dialed Andrea's number, assuming she was home. "Hello?" her voice ringing through my ears.

"We are here to save the day!" I saw her head peak through the curtains in an upstairs room.

"Oh thank gosh!" Bryanna's head quickly popping through too, "We'll be right out!" Andrea hung up the phone, then disappeared from sight.

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