Cameras (Justin Bieber//One Direction Fanfic)

Holy Mother Of Flying Chickens!

Suuppppp my beautiful readers?

How are ya all? Sorry for upadating late!

I was busy with writing scripts the past two weeks.

Hope ya all like the story as much as I like writing it!

Song for the chapter :
Demons - Imagine Dragons

7 : Holy Mother Of Flying Chickens!

Charlotte'sPOV:

How do you feel when you land in one of your dream cities with the people you have half of your life dedicated to? I hate swearing but,

It is fucking awesome!

We landed in LA at around five in the evening and as expected when One Direction land, Directioners swarmed the airport. Again the police got us through and we were soon settled in a Mercedes Benz. Since it was my first time out of Australia, since we shifted there from London, I was practically jumping all the way.

"Hyper much?" Niall smirked.

"Yeah!" I screamed.

The boys chuckled at my enthusiasm.

"Why aren't you crying buckets like you did back in Sydney?" Louis asked.

"Way to ruin the moment Louis!" Zayn said rolling his eyes and shook his head.

"That is not a way to speak to someone Louis!" Liam scolded.

"Hey, its fine." I smiled. I agree it hurt what he said but I had to accept the truth right? "It's perfectly fine. And besides I should also be strong and move on from stuff right? I can't always be a cry baby!" I winked.

Liam, Zayn, Niall and Harry smiled in encouragement while Louis pouted. I didn't want bad relations so I looked over to him and already saw him looking at me.

"I didn't expect you to be this nice." Louis spoke up.

"Why?"

"I always thought you'd be some spoilt kid since you got to know that you were Edwa- I mean Robert Pattinson's and Kristen Stewart's daughter." He confessed.

"Haha no! They were not even there when I grew up. And besides it's bad judging someone before you've even met each other." I said with a smile.

"See? She's nice!" Niall exclaimed. "And besides I've heard that she cooks fine enough!"

We all let out a small laugh, including Louis.

"Will they be there?" I asked no one in particular.

"Who?" Harry asked.

"My parents?"

"Yeah, they will."

"Oh okay, fine."

The rest of our journey was in silence, each lost in our own thoughts. We reached in another 15 minutes. The house was near the airport.

Yayy!

What? I liked watching flights pass by!

We pulled into a Beverly Hills street. The whole street was lined with expensive mansions. We stopped at the start of a turn and I saw a big black gate. We entered and I saw the most amazing house ever. It was white from top to bottom and lined with wall to floor square glass windows. It had a ground floor and a top floor and the structure was totally circular. It was so big that I couldn't even see the sides of it.