8:35 and the van still isn't here. No points for punctuality there...
"So sorry, Mrs. Allen!" A man said, stepping out of the black van, which was now parked in my driveway.
"I had to drop the boys off first, and Zayn slept in..." He started rambling.
"Honestly, it’s okay. And please, call me Spencer." I said smiling, holding my hand out for him to shake, obviously.
"Okay, Spencer. I'm Paul. I'm one of your, and the other boys', bodyguards. So we will see each other a lot." Paul said, shaking my hand.
"Shall we go see the boys?" Paul said, putting his hand on his hip, smiling.
"We shall!" I said, giggling and linking my arm through his. We skipped to the car, and off we went on a dangerous adventure, over the river and through the deep woods, to see the boys we go!
"Spencer... Spencer! Wake up hun, were here!" Paul said, shaking me awake from a dreamless sleep. I woke up and looked outside... Nandos. Of course. I giggled and rolled my eyes.
"Thanks abunch, Paul!" I said, stepping out of the car.
"Can't get rid of me that easily, Spen. I'm your bodyguard, remember?" Paul said, raising his eyebrow.
"Oh yeah..." I said, blushing. Then I jumped on Paul's back.
"Onwards my noble steed!" I yelled pointing towards Nandos.
I jumped off Paul’s back and stepped through the door.
"Are you Spencer Allen?" A snobby voice comes from an obviously dyed blonde haired bimbo wearing a tank top that was 3 sizes too small.
"Yeah." I said.
She eyed my outfit. "You look like a pumpkin." She said, laughing.
"As do you... Looks like you got raped by Crayola." I said while smirking, eyeing her fake tan and makeup that was like, straight up orange.
Suddenly I felt a searing pain in my left cheek.
"Aw hell to the no." I said. I could see the boys out of the corner of my eye; better get as many punches in before they pull me off of her. I jumped on her back, and pulled her hair, bringing her to the ground. I punched her in the nose, while she was just scratching at me, trying to get me off of her. I felt Harry trying to pull me off of her, but I was not giving up just yet. Another punch to the eye, and I felt more hands, it was Liam this time.
"Get your fucking hands off of me Payne!" I yelled, swarming in his grasp. Liam took me outside followed by the other boys.
"WHAT THE HELL, SPENCER!?" Liam yelled. "YOU KNOW HOW MUCH BAD PUBLICITY THIS WILL GET THE BAND!? WE DON'T EVEN HAVE A NAME YET." Liam yelled some more.
"WELL I'M FUCKING SORRY SHES A BITCH! I yelled back, getting in his face. He winced when I called her a bitch.
"Watch your mouth." Liam said, clenching his fists.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? You can’t tell me whether or not to cuss. Fuckedy fuckedy fuck fuck!" I yelled. Niall was almost on the ground he was laughing so hard. Harry was leaning on Zayn for support. And Zayn had an amused look in his eye. Louis was with Niall on the ground.
"Fuck off Spencer. She's way prettier than you will ever be. And in all honesty, you do look like a pumpkin. Nice and round and Orange. Perfect pumpkin." Liam spat. Oh my god. Here come the tears. Liam’s face softened.
"Oh Spencer... I am so sorry, I didn't mean it." Liam said looking me in the eye.
"It's fine. I shouldn't have said thirds things about her. It was rude. Even if she is a bitch." I said smiling. I think I might really like Liam. As more than a friend. It's crazy because we just met.
"Spencer, she's my girlfriend..." Liam said. And, THAT was the end of those feelings.
I would like to dedicate this chapter to Angie cuz she's awesome... Idk if I can dedicate this to her the right way, cuz this is her account... Butttttttt... Yeah. Did you like it?
|Liam Payne||as himself|
|Niall Horan||as himself|
|Zayn Malik||as himself|
|Louis Tomlinson||as himself|
|Harry Styles||as himself|
|Simon Cowell||as himself|
|Spencer||as Ashley Benson|