Friend zone?

Chapter 24

(McKenna's POV)

I couldn't stop giggling as Harry was yanked ahead by his bodyguard Paul. The rest of us followed closely behind and the rest of the body guards huddled around us. I felt someone yank at my hair.

"Ow," I groan, reaching for the back of my head to protect my hair from any more attackers.

"Yeah, sorry I forgot to warn you about that, it happens a lot but you get used to it," Gemma explains.

"But they don't even know who I am.." I whine.

"It's because you're with us," Louis smiles.

"They tend to get a little grabby at anyone who's with us." Zayn chuckles softly.

"And trust me, they may not know who you are now but they'll find out soon."

Niall smiles and waves at the fans, causing an uproar of screams.

"Yeah Niall's right. We've learned not to underestimate our fans, no matter what they will always find out everything," Liam agrees.

"That's bloody terrifying," I laugh nervously.

"Hey don't worry McKenna, it's gonna be alright," Niall tells me, comfortingly rubbing my back.

I smile at him politely, feeling a bit uncomfortable that he's still rubbing my back but I don't want to be rude. There's nothing wrong with him, Niall is in fact really gorgeous, but him touching me just feels really wrong.

"Niall obviously wants a death wish," Louis chuckles beside me, smirking at Niall.

"You're making the whole thing worse Louis," Niall grimaces, his light blue eyes turning a darker blue as he narrows his eyes at Louis. Who lets out a light chuckle and winks at him in response.

My eyes jump back and forth as look between the both of them, totally and utterly lost until Harry turns around for a brief second. Without saying anything, he shoots Niall a terrifyingly venomous glare. Niall instantly drops his hand from my back and Harry looking rather pleased with himself, turns back around. Louis chuckles again from beside me and Gemma whacks him hard on the back of his head.

"Ow!" He wails. "What was that for?" He pouts, smoothing his hair down.

"For starting shit! It's too early in the day to have the Harry and Niall pain fest!" She rolls her eyes at him and forcefully grabs him by his shirt to whisper something in his ear.

"And it's going to be a thousand times worse now that she's here their going to be up each others asses the entire time and we're all going to deal with the constant dirty looks and the arguing." She whispers loudly enough for me to hear because she's never been very good at whispering.

I go on walking and pretend like I didn't overhear their conversation but I'm extremely confused. Since when did Harry and Niall start hating each other? I mean I know Harry didn't like Niall but I didn't know Niall reciprocate that feeling towards Harry too and even if I knew I thought that would have subsided by now. What have I missed the past few years while I haven't seen them?

Paul opens the door for us and we are walk into the beautiful back entrance of a grand hotel. The walls are painted a rose gold color and a bunch of beautiful crystal chandeliers are hanging from the tall ceilings. The carpet is a gorgeous Crimson red matching the color of the red carpet and gorgeous, comfy- looking leather couches are strewn around the lobby. I gape at the beautiful sight around me, this hotel is more luxurious than any hotel I've ever stayed at or been to my whole life, the hotel the boys were staying at was pretty fancy but this hotel was top of the line which made me wonder why they hadn't chosen to stay in this hotel instead. I hear the hum of fangirls screaming coming from outside the glass doors of the hotel and it startles me from my trance.

"Where are we going?" Gemma hollers, raising her voice so you can hear her over the deafening screams.

"They have a convention center attached to this Hotel, so that's where we're meeting the fans," Harry explains, he and Paul leading us down a narrow corridor. The loud screams are blocked out by this part of the building and I'm grateful. My ears are ringing from the sudden change.

Gemma slides her arm around me, laying her head on my shoulder.

"I love you Kenna, I'm really glad you're here." She smiles pulling me into a tight embrace as we continue walking. I giggle as we stumble over each others feet.

"I love you too Gem, thank you for inviting me!" I grin back gratefully and she gives me a knowing squeeze.

"There's no one else I'd rather be here with me, and I think I speak for all of us when I say that." She replies. Over her shoulder I glance ahead and see Harry looking over his shoulder, giving me a warm smile. My heart thrashes around my chest in response. How can one person be so breathtaking? No matter how much I stare at him, he never gets uninteresting to look at, the little facial expressions he makes, the way he laughs and his dimples pop out. His beauty just never ceases to amaze me.

However I am snapped back into reality when we walk into a gigantic room with with huge glass windows and doors, the screaming starts again louder than before. Outside the paper thin glass windows, there are hundreds, maybe even thousands of girls bouncing up and down screaming the boys' names, holding giant fluorescent posters. On the wall farthest from the windows is a black photo backdrop with one direction written all over it and off to the side is a large wooden table where I assume the fans will leave their posters. The boys line up against the backdrop as a photographer pulls out a large professional camera.

"Hey Gemma, McKenna come over here!" Louis hollers to us.

Gemma and I scurry over to where they are standing in a curious daze and we are engulfed in 5 pairs of strong arms pulling us in separate directions.

"Boys what are you doing?" The photographer huffs impatiently.

"We're taking a photo with our first fans of the day," Harry responds playfully winking at Gemma and I.

I cover my mouth and giggle into my hand like an idiot. He's such a cutie.

"Well she might be your fan but certainly am not, I was forced her against my will.." Gemma laughs, ruffling her brother's hair.

"Gemma, stop that!!" He groans.

I giggle at the silly exchange of affection as Niall pulls me to stand in between him and Harry. He smiles at me friendly enough so I return the nice gesture but then the same unsettling feeling courses through me that I felt earlier.

"They really are something else." Zayn smiles, unknowingly coming to the rescue as Niall turns away to talk to Louis.

"Yeah, their relationship is definitely unlike any other." I giggle and he joins in, flashing that famous 100 watt smile of his.

For the first time since I've arrived here with the others, I finally feel more at ease. Zayn is just so comfortable to talk to. He just has such a warm look in his caramel eyes, that almost invite you in.