Our Love (1D Fanfic)

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

"Damn, what the hell was that?" Louis said, running back inside the lobby.

We were just signing autographs and taking pictures with our fans when we got mobbed... again. Sigh, we love our fans it's just that when these things happen, we get pissed.

Oh hell, what were we gonna do?

"Paul, how are we gonna get to New Orleans in time?" Zayn asked. "We'll be going to the back entrance once again. But we're gonna take the long way, which is from your floor and some stairs." "Some? More like, a lot." I heard a comment from Josh.

"Oh shut up, Josh. It's either we get stuck in traffic or get mobbed violently by them. Your choice. I don't mind you picking that. They like you, anyways." Paul replied.

"Did I say a lot? I meant, that's only like, pshh... 5 steps." He took back what he said.

"When we get down to the back area, we're switching buses." Paul continued.

"What do you mean?"

"Josh, Dan, Sandy, me, and Leo will ride in your bus. We'll be the decoys. You boys will ride on the bus with the crew, Sarina, and Charlotte."

"Mate, psst..." Niall nudged me. "Yeah?" "How long is this ride gonna take?" "I don't know, hours?" "No shit, Styles. But seriously, how long?"

"I don't know! Ask someone smart...." He cursed under his breath.

What was wrong with him? If this was about Charlotte again, I swear, I would rant to him a list of things that included to shut up and just be patient.

He couldn't stand her so much, it was as if she was some sort of disease he was avoiding.

"...Clear?" Paul asked us, finishing his long set of instructions I didn't really understand.

We were the first to go to the elevator, following the band and the crew. We reached our floor and Paul led the way. I could tell from his walking, his face he was angry and absolutely stressed. "Hey, mate." Louis caught up with me. "Hey, what's up?" "Niall tells me you won't tell him what happened last night with Reece. So, what happened?"

Seriously? My mood was doing just fine until this topic was brought up once again.

"Nothing much. We just talked, danced a little, and walked around some quiet streets." "Don't lie to me Harry. I know something happened. Tell me, lad. Before I cut you." He whispered. Well, at least, he was the person I trusted the most, so I did.

From the boring start, until the shocking and depressing end.

"Ouch, man. I'm sorry, man. I didn't expect it to be that... harsh. Oh well, we're getting out of here and she won't disturb you anymore." He patted my back.

"It's fine, mate. Promise you won't tell anyone else?" "Pinky swear." He and I pinky swore and gave each other a high five.

We went down the long flight of stairs. And, Josh was right. It was long. Longer than a dog's tail. What made it even more tiring was the weight of our suitcases. Sigh, if only I knew we were gonna be doing this, I would've packed less.

When we got there, Paul was looking at us like some detective, "What the hell took you so long? The bus is here already. Hurry up, get in!" "We have luggages, what the hell, man? It would be nice if you helped!" Louis mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Your hair looks nice, mate. Did you get a haircut last night?" He shouted. Paul ignored, of course. I quietly laughed.

He stepped inside the bus. "Where the hell are Josh, Sandy and Dan?" Soon, we heard stomps of feet we got scared they were the fans, but it was just them.

"We're here..." Dan said, sweating like a pancake being fried on the sidewalk.

"Well, get in!" Paul hurriedly got inside the bus, Leo behind him. Dan and Sandy took a minute rest cause Paul screamed once again.

Someone's wrath is showing once more.

Where was Josh?

I looked for him and saw him. With Charlotte.

But what made me cringe was his hand... holding her hand.

"Josh? Where are you, mate?" Paul came out, screaming his head off.

He ran to the bus, letting go of her hand.

What did he whisper?

"I'm switching with Niall. I'm riding in the tour bus."