Another World

Stole My Heart

Chapter 2 Part 1

"So do you like mexican food?" Niall smiled shyly at me. After being stuck with him in a limo ride that seemed to go on forever, we were pulling into a parking lot. I twisted in my seat, trying to see where we were, nothing looked familiar.

"Are we still in Anaheim?" I turned towards him, his gaze was scanning my face intently before a small smirk appeared on his face.

"Nope," he popped the p, "we're in LA." He grinned widely, opening a compartment next to his seat.

"Youre going to need these," he handed me sunglasses and a scarf. "I dont think you want the papparazzi hounding you." 

His hand brushed against mine, I could feel my cheeks going warm. His blue eyes bore into mine, that for a second I forgot where we were, cliche yes, but I couldnt look away, everything about him kept me frozen, locked in place. He placed a finger under my chin, my heart broke into erractic beats.

"Let's go," he smirked, almost like he could hear the pounding of my heart. He pushed the door open, quickly I twisted the scarf over my head, perching the sunglasses crookedly on my nose. Almost immediately we were enveloped in security, with flashes bursting at random from the crowd. There were screaming girls, and I had to give them props for their amazing stalking skills. Directioners, what Stephanie said they were, were one of these most dedicated horny teenage girls I had met, their dedication to camp out to get a glance at the band was crazy. I dont think I would do it, even for The Maine.

"Crazy aint it?" Nially grinned once we were inside the empty restraunt. We were walking down the hall at a much slower pace than outside, the windows were all shut, and the security had disbanded with only one of them keeping a little distance away behind us.

"How do you put up with it?" I shook my head, locking gazes with Niall. He seemed so relaxed with his loose white tee and jeans, his smile had never once left his face. 

"I dont," he grinned standing outside the door. "Now dont scream but your about to meet the rest of the lads," he winked twisting the knob.

"In your dreams," I rolled my eyes stepping into the room with a long table. Four of them stared up at me intently.

"It's a girl," the one that had said carrots on stage yelled in mock horror. "Quick get her autograph!"

What in the world have I gotten myself into.

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"Does it ever get annoying..." I trailed off, taking off the sunglasses now that I was sure we were safe inside. Liam and Louis talked softly throwing meaningful glances towards my way.

"You get used to it," he grinned, his whole face lit up, I felt the corners of my lips tugging up.

"Right," I smiled. "Everyone can get used to getting stalked 24/7."

"There not called stalkers once they get paid," he laughed. "They get an upgrade to paparazzi."

"You are full of lame jokes," I laughed.

"We thought you were a crazy fan," the one with curly hair input. He slid into the seat next to mine, flashing me his pearly whites. "Im Harry by the way."

"Liam," the one with a flannel smiled kindly taking a seat next to Niall.

"Zayn," said the one with a letterman jacket huskily. God he was hot, I felt myself gawking at him. He smirked, holding my gaze sitting to my left. 

"And I'm Louis," said the last one dramatically. "And I am also hungry, so lets eat!" he said exasperated.

Harry gave him a flat look that only made Louis shrug and smile up at me. They were looking at eachother like if they were having a conversation. They all began to grin, and I felt Niall chuckle.

"Come on lets sit," Niall pulled a chair out for me, and then took the seat next to me. The other four boys were sitting from across me, staring intently at me then looking at Niall. Niall ignored them, handing me a menu.

"They have really good food here," his eyes locked with mine. I could feel my cheeks heating up.

I cleared my throat, "Niall I've been here before."

Harry burst out laughing, I turned to give him a wierd stare. "Sorry," he mumbled. At the same time I could see Niall shaking his head once at Zayn whose face brightened up.

"So Camille how old are you?" Liam asked nicely, he seemed to be the more sensible one out of the entire group.

"Im eighteen," I replied softly catching how Harry's eyes widened as he locked gazes with Zayn.

"Are you dating any one?" Niall asked casually.

I was saved from answering as the waiter came in to take our order. The boys all began talking at the same time, scarying the poor mexican boy.

Niall however looked deep into my eyes. "Whatever you do dont order horchata."

"Why?" I asked puzzled.

"Trust me," he smirked.

"Can I get an horchata?" I said, staring challenging Niall.

"She said horchata!" Louis yelled, getting up from his seat with a fork. "Attack!"

"Holy-" I was cut off as Niall grabbed my hand and dragged us out of the room.

"Now we run!" He laughed.

"Why?" I yelled as we ran to the kitchen while Louis yelled "Catch her!"

"The game has begun and your the princess," his eyes twinkled.

"What are you doing?" I demanded as he scooped me into his arms.

"Being the prince."

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