Mermaids and that band with the guys in it (1D)

Chapter 17

Averys POV
We docked off and I immediately wanted to get back on the boat. I really had to pee and I only saw a porta potty. Before I could go back, a random guy started yelling "THEIR COMING!!!EVERYONE HIDE" well, that's a great welcoming committee. "Who's coming?" I ask. "Them" he replies. "Well, who are them". "You know, the bad asses of money and drugs."he says clearly not understanding crap. "THE FRICKEN MAFIA"he screams. Oh. Then suddenly he staggers. Run he whispers. Hell I ran.

Anna's POV
The fricken mafia? Damnit Harry, you suck at choosing vacation spots. We gather up da crew and run into a shack thingy ma bob. "This is where we met, this is where we die" Liam says. "We're not gonna die dumbass" I snap. " But it's the mafia!" Harry whines. So much for Ebola.
Nialls POV
Shit, why does this have to be such a bad situation. We go out side we could get shot and die. We stay inside we'll stare. Louis even forgot his carrots! Then Anna speaks up. " I have a plan, you guys are famous world wide right?"
"Yeah" we reply.
"Then give them what they want"
"What the hell does the mafia want?!?"
"A profit".
Anna's POV
"Here's the dealio, you dingalings go out, hands raised and hopefully they recognized you. Ask them why there here. Then talk how you normally would, your goal is to try to have a concert. While they're singing, the rest of us will take them out with our powers and get there gear. Then we'll get a plane back to the good ol' US of A." Atleast if it doesn't work then we tried. "Sound good".
"But what if they shoot us?" Zayn asks.
"Not important, now let's get to work."
Zayns POV
Ok, it's time, this is not suicide.
" Hello, my name is..." BOOM BOOM BOOM.
"Vhat se hell are Vone Direcion doings here" some Russian guy asks.
"We came on the ship" I reply.
" you know I will have to kill you now right." He says lazily.
"No! Wait, is there anything we can do for you!"I plead.
" actually, all our daughters are very into your sing thing. They would be very happy if you could preform, unless..." He stops to load his gun
"You want other wise"
"No, but.. We would love to preform!"
"Okay, exactly 7' tommorow, pm"
Holy shit it worked.

Authors note
Sorry I didn't update in a while. I broke my collar bone and was really focused on that. I also didn't know what the hell to write. But I kinda fixed that.