Chapter 2

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After we all finished eating breakfast, I went into the kitchen to get me a soda or something to drink like that. Milk, just wasn't cutting it. I rummaged the fridge for a good ten minutes before I groaned. "Zayn, you were supposed to go to the store and get some drinks!" "I didn't have time!" he whined, and I frowned. "Who wants to come with me to the store?" Louis immediately raised his hand and shot up from his seat.

I ran over to him and smiled. "That's good. I didn't want to be alone." He laughed. "I'd never leave you alone, babe." We kissed, and the boys gagged. "Not here! We're eating over here!" Niall screeched, and we released each other. "You're just jealous that I've got someone and you don't," Louis said sassily, staring at him. Niall opened his mouth, as if to argue against Louis, but he closed it, knowing he had lost.

Looking back, I truly wish I had went alone that day.

Louis and I put a list together so we didn't forget anything. Last time that had happened, there was no breakfast for any of us. It wasn't good, because we all were starving and we weren't allowed to leave. Fans were outside the house, and we had to act like we didn't live there. They were good, that's all I'm saying. After that, I grabbed my wallet, and we walked outside in our disguises. In other words, our hoods were up and sunglasses were on.

Louis decided to drive, as I drove last time we went somewhere together. Most of the time, we sang along to our cd, stinking as hard as we could. But he still sounded amazing. Then, we decided to listen to 'Boy' by Little Mix for the fun of it, but I didn't know the words. Louis did surprisingly, and sang every single word to it. I videotaped it, and sent it to the boys. They thought it was hilarious, and I decided not to tell Louis.

When it ended, we arrived at the store. We both climbed out and walked inside, ignoring the shocked stared we got from fans who saw through our disguise. Inside, we got a buggy and slowly got everything we needed, soda, more cereal, steaks for dinner, more milk, orange juice, snack cakes, and some other things. When we finished, we pushed the cart to the front of the store to the register. A young woman with thick curly hair stared at us as she scanned the items, a shocked look on her face.

Louis smiled. "Hello love. Need something?" Her eyes grew even wider as she nodded slowly. "Y-yea. Can I h-have an autograph?" We nodded, pulling out a notepad and pen and handing them to us. "Who shall we make it out to?" Louis asked, grabbing the items. "Lillie. It's an honor to meet you," she said shyly. Louis quickly signed it and passed it to me. "No problem," I said to her, handing the items back to her as I spoke. "Thank you. That'll be £32.23." I used my credit card, and we pushed the cart out of the store into the parking lot.

We began to unload the items into the car when we heard a loud scream from across the parking lot. "Look! It's Larry Stylinson!" More screams were heard, and several footsteps came towards us. We finished unloading the items and shoved the cart into another spot. We climbed into the car and locked the doors as more fans came in a large group. Louis started the car and drove off, careful not to hit anyone. Then he shot out of the lot, flustered.

Louis speeded down the road to escape the fans, a scared look on his face. "Louis, slow down. They're gone," I coaxed, trying to slow him down. "Harry, what if they catch us? It's been forever since we've been mobbed, and the last time it was terrifying," he snapped, not slowing down. "Louis, babe, please slow down. I don't want you to get hurt." He sighed, but hit the brake pedal a bit. "See, we're going to-" I didn't get to finish my sentence as the sound of brakes screeching stopped me. Louis swerved to the left, escaping an oncoming car. We both looked ahead, screaming when we saw the ditch ahead of us. As the car flipped down the hill, I noticed Louis hit his head (hard I may add) on the steering wheel, and I hit mine against the roof of the car.

Then everything went black.

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DUN DUN DUN!

So... how are you guys doing?

I'm swell.

- Maddie Tomlinson

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