Give Me Love. Sequel to Nobody Compares

30. Meeting Modest!

LAUREN:

   "CASTLE!" Niall shouted. Camila made a face, and continued to hold her arms up in a point over her head. "Oi oi!" she shouted out.

"No talking!" Louis and I scorned her. "Uh... a urinal!" he guessed again.

    We got bored, and decided to play charades to pass the time until the others got back. Niall and Camila were a team, and both Louis, and myself were a team. Louis and I had eight points, the evident losers had three.

    "A urinal?! Are you kidding me Niall?!" Camila shrieked. The sound of laughter pulled us apart from our intense game. The group of four walked into the living room. "I give up.."

Niall frowned. Camila threw her arms up. "I was the eiffel tower! The eiffel tower, not a castle, or a urinal, or a cone head. THE EIFFEL TOWER!" Niall started laughing at Camila's poor sportsmanship. "What's got her all riled up?" Ally asked.

"A game of charades," I announced.

"Which we totally kicked their asses at." Louis said high fiving me.

   "Lauren, great, awesome, you're dressed." Zayn said walking over to me.

I laughed, and furrowed my eyebrows."Am I not supposed to be?" I thought about it, then shook my head. "Actually, don't answer that."

"Come with me," he said holding his hand out. I stood up, and smoothed out my black skirt. "Where are we going?" I asked following him, forgetting to say bye to everyone. 

    "Somewhere to do something I should have always done." he said getting into his car and starting it up. I climbed into the passenger seat. "Wait, we aren't like.. eloping in Vegas or something, right?" I questioned. Zayn laughed, and shook his head.

"Please, when we get married it isn't going to be in a little white chapel with a few drunk strangers sitting in the corridors." He headed down the driveway, and out the gate.

"Okay, so Vegas is out of the picture. Where are we going?" I asked Zayn who was focused on the wide street that was home of other huge mansions. I wonder who lived inside.

  "We are headed to Modest! building for a spontaneous meeting I set up with Steve Hardwell." he finally answered me after I thought he totally ignored my question. I almost choked on nothing, but my shock. "The Modest! building? For what? What do I need to go for? They all hate me." Zayn laughed, and shook his head.

"Now, Lauren, don't be ridiculous, they don't hate you."

"Oh yeah, trying to convince you to break up with me because I am making your image look "bad" in the tabloids is complete adoration. What do I need to be at your meeting for?"

"Because it's our meeting." Zayn informed me, making a left toward the highway.

"What makes it our meeting?"

"I want to talk to Steve about us, and there is no us if you're not present." I sighed, and turned my head to face out my side window.

   "Don't worry booger, no one is getting in our way anymore. I promise."

    Half an hour later we were pulling into the parking lot of Modest! headquarters, and I didn't see one car that looked old, they all looked like they were just purchased from a dealership today.

   I kept close behind Zayn, feeling completely uncomfortable. Everyone that walked in and out of the door were dressed very classy, the ladies were in feminine pant suits, or neutral colored dresses. The fellas were in suits carrying briefcases. I glanced down at my outfit. A black babydoll skirt, and a lavendar crop top. I pushed my hair over my shoulders feeling completely exposed.