Paparazzi- A One Direction Fanfiction

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you..."

“WE’RE OFF TO SEE THE WIZARD! THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ! BECAUSE, BECAUSE, BECAUSE, BECAUSE, BECAUSE!”

“Okay! We get it!” Zayn said, his voice betraying him when he tried to sound patient.

“No need to yell Zayn!” Louis said as him and Harry started skipping down the sidewalk. They had their arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders and were currently singing that song from that movie were that chick has to follow that green, I think it was, brick road and then she meets friends that get attacked later by, flying giraffes? I don’t know, I’ve never seen that movie.

“Yeah Zayn! No need for screaming!” I yelled and I ran up to Harry and Louis and somehow managed to squeeze in between their two bodies and wrap my arms around them. I somehow also made them carry my bags. Harry had my duffle bag, and Louis had my guitar around his shoulder. He said he wanted to look more musically gifted…

“EVERYBODY! WE’RE OF TO SEE THE WIZARD…!” I trailed off completely not knowing what else came next. Luckily Harry and Louis started singing the next verse.

“-THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZZZZZZZ!”

“Okay, were here!” yelled Liam.

After I had agreed to stay with them, they told me that on their way back from Cliff Awesome, their tour bus had broken down somehow, so the driver told them that it will take a couple of hours to get fixed up again. The boys told him that it was okay because they needed to find me, or as they called me ‘The Mysterious Girl’ so it was all good. I kind of like that name, it suites me! You know, mystery as in the girl who’s going to betray them pretty soon, but they don’t know that which is what makes the mystery. So, a little while after I had agreed to stay with them, Liam got a call from the driver telling him that they had to take the bus to a repair shop to get it fixed and that they had to walk home. Luckily, their flat was only five or six blocks away from the park so it was all good.

How we managed to get through having a really noisy day at the park, Louis and Niall’s moans and groans for food, and walking home singing the theme song from a movie at the top of our lungs without any of the fans noticing us is beyond me.

“Whoa…” were the first words to come out of my mouth as soon as we entered the building. It was huge, and really fancy. And that was just the lobby. I can just imagine what their flat will look like.

“Wait ‘till you see the actual place.” said Niall grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the lift. “Let’s go!”

“Okay, I’m coming!” we all piled into the elevator and Liam was about to press the button when suddenly I shouted

“Wait!” he froze in his spot.

“What? Is there a bee?” He panicked and I laughed, embarrassed.

“No, can I, um, press the button?” he looked at me then chuckled.

“Knock yourself out!”

“Yes!” I was about to press to button when I remembered I didn’t even know which floor to press. I even had my finger ready and pointed.

“Um, which floor is it?” Liam laughed and slightly rolled his eyes playfully.

“I was starting to wonder when you would ask. Haz show her the magical button.” Liam replied. I still had my finger pointed in front of the many buttons and then I felt someone come behind me, get my right hand, and press what I’m guessing is their floor number.

Is it weird that I felt tingles when that person touched my hand?

Is it weirder that I missed it when they took their hand away?