BRYANNA'S POV.
"Remind me again why we're risking our lives by going outside? Those girls are insane! They're sure to kill us. You go ahead, I'm staying here," I crossed my arms, stepping away from the front door and leaning back against the railing of the stairs.
"They aren't animals!" Andrea threw her arms up in the air.
"Close enough! Have you seen what they are capable of? I'm not doing it. I'll stay in tonight, I don't even care," I exclaimed, knowing no matter how much she tried to convince me, there was no way I was going outside.
"So you're telling me that you're scared of a bunch of teenage girls?" she opened up the curtain a bit, we saw that the number in girls had almost doubled, with about a total of 50 or so. She quickly shut it. "Ok, so there's a lot. But the boys are out there waiting for us, and I'm sure Harry would love to see you.."
"Nope. I'll pass. Have fun!" I turned my back and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and sitting at the island. I heard Andrea sigh then the door slowly open. I jumped a bit at the loud scream that suddenly filled the house. I could have sworn they had all ran in, but no, they were just extremely loud. The door slammed.
I sat back, taking a long sip of my cool water. Damn, I thought, I should have went. I really wanted to see Harry and all, he was cute.
I heard the door quickly open then close, letting the screams flow in once again. I sat up straight. Crap, some psychotic girl just got into my house. And I'm alone. I picked up the giant soup spoon beside me, and held it up as a defense. I slowly and carefully creeped around the corner, keeping my back against the wall, and pouncing into the living room holding up the spoon, "AHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was ready to fight.
I looked up from my ninja pose to see Harry standing there, laughing. He tried to say something but was laughing too hard to spit out any words.
It felt like my face was on fire. "Um. Hi. I thought.. uh, you were someone else.." I hid the spoon behind my back, never feeling so embarassed. Harry just continued laughing. "Oh shut up," I threw the spoon on the couch, then looked at my feet, not wanting to make eye contact.
"It was cute," was all he said to me, grabbing my hand and squeezing it a bit. "Now let's go, we have places to be," he began walking, pulling my hand along.
I tugged my hand away from his and stopped. "What?" he said, looking at me confused.
"I don't know if that's a good idea.. I mean, those girls might attack.." I said in a serious tone, probably soundinng like an idiot.
Harry chuckled, "Well with your moves, we'll be fine," he winked at me, and I followed him out the front door, through the crazy girls, and into the car where Andrea and Niall were waiting.
