That's right, I said five good looking dudes. I'm a 18 year old girl for goodness sake. I know when I guy is attractive. It's not like I'm blind. But I'm not going to immediately fall in love with them, worshiping they're every move.
"Is they're a problem?" one of them asked.
"Yes!" I said just as the guard said 'No'. "Can you tell this meat head to put me down!"
"Can you put her down, sir?" the same one asked. I immediately felt my feet touch the ground. I straightened out my Nirvana shirt before proceeding to talk.
I turned toward the guard. "Now, I apologize to you for calling you a meat head and for causing a scene. Now you," I said point at the five boys. "I have a bone to pick with you boys."
"Calm down. Why don't you come inside out of the cold. Then we can discuss this without freezing." the tan one said.
"I'm fine out here." I said.
"Please? Wouldn't want you freezing to death." another one joked. I nodded walking onto the bus.
From the outside the bus looked small. But when you walked into it, it was like WABAM. It was huge. There was a flat screen t.v., an XBox, a kitchen area, and I could see a glimpse of the bedroom. It was like a mini flat. I wouldn't mind living in something like this.
"I'm Liam, that's Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Niall." One of them introduce, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Now, what seems to be the problem?" another asked.
"Listen here Louis-."
"Actually, I'm Harry. He's Louis." Harry informed me.
"Whatever. This morning, i being the amazing person i am, agreed to drive my license-less Best friend to your meet and greet. So we get here, and I'm forced to listen to girls screaming in my ears, not to mention I've been standing out in the freezing cold for two hours. Two fucking hours waiting for your autographs. Then you have the nerve to up and leave. I don't think so." I explained. "Here," I handed them the poster, "sign. So i can leave and so I don't have to do the next two weeks of my math homework. Not like I would have done it anyway, but still." the blonde one laughed.
"I'm sorry all that happened. We're just on a very tight schedule." Liam? Yeah let's go with Liam, explained.
"What's your friend's name?" Zayn asked. I remembered his name because he was the tan one.
"And yours?" Curly haired Harry said.
"Why do you want to know?"
"Just thought I'd put a name to that pretty face of yours." he smirked.
I raised an eyebrow crossing my arms. "Is that the best you got? What's next? 'Is that a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them.' Better come up with some better chat up lines curly."
The boys all laughed.
"Zoey. My names Zoey." I said.
"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." The Irish one said.
"Thanks." I said trying my hardest not to blush. Like I said, I'm a teenage girl. I blush when any guy compliments me. "Also, I apologize for the yelling and swearing."
"Nah, it's fine we all have bad days." Liam smiled.
"Yeah, I have a bit of a swearing habit myself." The Irish one, Niall, said.
"By your out burst I take it your not a fan of our music?" the other one said. I couldn't seem to remember his name.
"I like your music. But unlike 3/4 of the world's girls, I don't obsess over you guys." I explained.
"I see." Liam said. "We'll here you go." he handed me the signed poster.
"Thanks. And again, sorry about the yelling and swearing." I apologized.
I headed towards the door to leave when I noticed something was different. It had gone unnoticed to us that we were moving. I noticed as I was about to open the door because the usual traffic filled streets had been replaced by green fields. How could the driver not have known I was on the bus?! I was really loud and causing a scene. Everybody noticed.
"What the-" I began.
"I think we have a problem." Louis said. At least I finally remembered his name.
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A Week Was All It Took (One Direction Fan Fiction)Fanfiction
Zoey accidentally gets stuck in a tour bus with One Direction. Every fans dream come true right? Well shes not a fan. She doesn't like them. It seems as if she's the only girl in the world that is immune to Direction Infection. But what happens when...