Abby's POV
I grimaced. I cat ran past me and I couldn't help but sneeze. Though it may have been from the cold, it didn't really help that I was allergix to cat fur.
I quickly ran over to the large shooping mall, entering the heated, busy centre. Little Things was playing through the speakers, and girls all ages were singing along, all teary eyed. I smiled. I walked over to the food court, sat at a table by myself and pulled out my phone. My Grandpa was meeting up with me so we could dicuss what we were doing for Christmas.
"Excuse me, do you think I could sit with you?" I looked up and into a pair of black sun glasses. It was freezing outside and there was no sun, but this man looked like he had just robbed the bank, all mysterious like, but I nodded and he sat down along with four other boys. I sneezed.
"Bless you," the one who spoke before said. I smiled grimly at him, then noticed his accent. I think my eyes widened a fraction and I felt like jumping up and yelling 'I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!', but I didn't I just sat there and smiled.
"So what are y'all doing around these chilly parts?" I asked, settling into my seat further. Suddenly, there was a scream and a group of 15 year old girls were hyperventalating. Now, I think my eyes widened.
"Quick, run!" one of the boys, Louis I presume, yelled. The one who I was talking too, Harry, grabbed my hand and we sprinted through the corridors of the shopping centre. Girls, of all ages, were chasing after the boys - after us.
"This way!" Zayn yelled, leading us into an off hall that the lead to the bathrooms. I was pulled into a janitors closet. My golden brown hair was coming out of it's pony tale as I stared into Harry's mossy green eyes. He started to lean down, but Louis interupted us.
"You do realise we're in here too," he snorted and I shook my head.
"We don't care." Then Harry leant down and kissed me full on the lips. So lucky he didn't have a lip piercing.
