“Yep! I found a little stubborn someone.” Harry said. By this time, all the boys of One Direction had come into view and were staring at me. I of course was just standing there, gaping at them.
“Close your mouth, love, someone will probably get the wrong idea with your mouth hanging open like that.” Said Harry smiling. I quickly shut my mouth glaring at the curly haired by.
“They weren’t kidding when they say you’re the perverted one.” I muttered under my breath.
“What was that?” he said, amusement clearly all over his face. I looked at the rest of the boys and they had the same expressions. I would get why they find this situation funny. I mean, getting lost in the woods and coming across a girl with a cut throat attitude right after one of their band mates said a really perverted joke, I would find myself laughing and rolling on the floor if I was them.
“Oh nothing!” I said fake smiling. That’s when it hit me. What if I do the plan right here, right now? It would still be the same thing, just different scenarios. All I had to do was keep up the act.
“Excuse my friends, um, humor, but can you please tell us where we are?” Liam asked. I squinted my eyes and examined them closely. Now, I know this is really unprofessional at the moment and for the current situation my mind shouldn’t have been thinking this, but fuck man, these guys were fine as hell. Now that I think of it, all of them look better in person. Zayn’s jaw line was fucking killer and could probably slice something because of how sharp it was. Liam’s eyes could make even the worst of days into a complete and summer bliss, while Louis was just staring at me with a slight smirk, both arms crossed and a look that would have girls fainting at his feet. My earlier statement still stands about me thinking Niall is a complete and utter sweetheart; he was just politely standing there, waiting for me to answer the question. Harry, on the other hand, I can see why his management would want to cover up any of his secrets (if he had any) before my dad would get them, but still even if he was rude as hell, he wasn’t someone I would turn down if I had a chance. None of them were.
My plan began in my head. “You follow this trail,” I began and motioned with my finger “Then you take a right, then a left, then another left, then you take a right and BOOM! You’re back on the road.”
“Excuse me what?” Liam asked. He must not have been paying attention and must’ve been wondering about my sudden silence. I didn’t realize I was checking them out until I saw a smile peeking to get out and I silently slapped myself.
“The way to get out of here.” I forced out of my embarrassment “You follow this trail that you’re on already, then you take a right, then a left, then another left, and then you take a right that should lead you to this road back into town.”
“And how would we know you’re not just trying to trick us into getting more lost?” asked Niall and I tilted my head and crossed my arms.
“That’s a very true question, but unlike you, I’ve been coming here for years and I’ve never seemed to get lost.” I went to the tree and put my guitar over my shoulder first before putting my duffle bag. “And I’ve enjoyed it ever since.” The boys just stared at me before Harry spoke again.
“Do you always come here with those things?” he nodded his head over to my two bags I had over my shoulders.
“Nope, I just came here today with these because I ran away from home and didn’t feel like talking to my angry parents once they found me so that’s why I came up here. Besides, they don’t know about this place.” I lied.
“Is that who you were talking to earlier?” he asked again.
“Nope.” I said again, my voice dropping a couple octaves “I was talking to my friend. She was supposed to let me stay with her until my parents actually decide to send a search party, but since they don’t give a flying fuck, yeah. Anyways, she said that she was going on this vacation for three months and that she was really sorry about not letting me stay with her and when I asked her why she didn’t tell me this earlier, she said it was all last minute and yadda yadda yadda…” I lied. “Also, she’s my only friend so right know, I’m evaluating my options.”
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Paparazzi- A One Direction Fanfiction
FanfictionAllison Miller's father owns and publishes a very popular magazine called 'PAPARAZZI!' She also hates it because he owns all of the paparazzi and everything having to do with them. So after being told by her father that they have come up with nothin...