Boy Trouble

Chapter 8

"Umm, table for..." I looked around at how many people we had, just to be sure. "Six please." Something about the hostess at Nandos just threw me off. I know, pretty judgmental considering the fact I just met her, but I couldn't care less. The way she was gawking at the boys and purposely showing off her boobs to try and "impress them." I rolled my eyes as she led us to our table. I had to stop myself from hysterically laughing at how much she stumbled in her 5 inch heels.

"Here you go!" she said. She sounded like she was trying way too hard to be flirty for the boys. Then again, they are One Direction so it's slightly more understandable. "Enjoy!" she sounded like a screeching cat.

"Yeah, go away you bitch." I mutter, hoping nobody heard me. Not that they haven't heard me curse, everyone has, just that I didn't exactly mean to say that out loud. But I did, so there's no taking it back. As I look over at the look on Liam's face, I can tell he heard.

"Not too fond of the hostess, are you Cara?" he asks, smirking as he said it. He also said it so that everyone at the table could hear. Thanks a lot Liam, you'll pay for that soon enough.

"So, what's everyone getting?" I ask, avoiding the question. Take that Liam, I'm just not going to answer. I hear him chuckle, realizing that he must've given up on me answering too. Cara: 1. Liam: 0.

"Probably just some chicken, what about you guys?" Niall asks, already eating the chicken wings and bread some girls at another table had bought them. Perks of being the worlds biggest boyband, I guess.

"Same." we all said at almost the same time, and chorused in laughter.

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"Did you see.... how it... flew... on her... face!" I struggle with talking from laughing so hard. The poor waitress was carrying out plates and was so focused on staring at Zayn that she collided with another waitor and the food went out of the plate and onto her face. I hate myself for laughing, but honestly, it was hilarious. And the boys are laughing with me.

"I felt bad... she looked so embarassed." Niall laughs, as we walk down the streets of London to take the Underground back to my apartment.

"Our model friend here is just too attractive to resist." Louis laughs and smiles, nudging Zayn on the shoulder, causing him to laugh as well. We must've looked crazy, just a bunch of people walking down the street hysterically laughing at what seemed like nothing.

We reached the station and I watched as we all were about to walk in together, when I saw Niall whisper something to Harry. Harry seemed to talk with his eyes to the rest of the boys, and they must have some sort of language that I can't understand, but they all seemed to get what he was saying. While I was standing there with what I could only guess was a very confused expression.

"So Cara, the boys and I have come up with an idea. Since with the combination of yesterday, and today, we were wondering if you'd like to join us, to our TV interview tomorrow. You wouldn't be on television of course." Niall says, the last part responding to the shocked look on my face. "But hey, you can come watch us?"

I don't know what to say. The fact they'd even want to hang out with me when I'm just some random New Yorker who moved to Londons surprises me, a lot. I mean, I agree that I'm pretty damn awesome, but for them to want to hang out with me? That's a huge compliment honestly.

"Well yeah, of course. I just don't want to be a burden, you know? I understand you guys are really busy and I don't want to just butt in." I say, looking up at all of them. They all wear smiles, which reassures me a lot.

"Cara, trust us. I speak for me and the rest of the boys when I say we've had a hell of a lot of fun with you, and we don't want to just say goodbye and end this budding friendship. After all, I'd say we all fit together quite nicely." Louis says, smiling throughout the entire mini speech. I feel my stomach flip with everything he says. It makes me feel so great to know they enjoy hanging out with me as much as I love being with them.