Replace Me (Sequel to No Foundations)

An Unexpected Visitor - Chapter 9

"Oh no. We are taking my baby."

"Which one?" She asks, and I open the door, getting out of the car and walking to an entirely separate part of the garage.

"BEHOLD!" I say, flipping on the lights. "THE MCCLAREN!" I say and she gasps. She knows how much I love this car.

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Her jaw drops as I click a button on the keys and the doors fly up.

"Oh my god I feel like Marty McFly! Do you have the sunglasses and everything?" She asks, referencing Back to the Future.

"Glove compartment." I reply and she squeals with excitement.

"Ready to go?" I ask and she nods. I'm not going to lie, I feel like a total badass. Just to make it a little bit better, before I leave the driveway, I plug in my IPhone and play Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard. I rev the engine and both Sasha and I rock out like we always dreamed we would one day. I drive us the semi-short drive to Westfield and park in the secure parking lot Simon told us about. We have to walk about 2 blocks, and this is where it gets complicated.

"So there are probably gonna be some Paps. I hope you feel confident with what you're wearing today." I joke at her and she pretends to strike a pose. "Gorgeous darling" I tease as we walk out of the parking garage. Sure enough there's a group of Paps Standing outside the gate. "Hi guys!" I wave to them and they start taking pictures.

"Remi! Was that your car you were driving? When did you get it?" A guy asks.

"Yep! That's my baby. His name is Percy and I got it about 8 months ago." I answer him as we keep walking. They follow, at the distance the law requires them to stay away from me.

"Who's your friend?" Someone asks.

"She's my best friend from the states! Harry surprised me last night by getting her a ticket to London as my anniversary gift. She get's to stay with us all of tour." I say. Sasha and I both look at each other and smile.

"Where is Harry?" The guy who asked the first question asked me.

"He's at home, resting with the boys." I say, wow this is turning into some sort of interview.

"Did you guys have a good night last night?" He asked me.

"At the club? Yes." I answer.

"How about after?" He presses his luck.

"How about I keep that one private." I wink at him.

"Do you and Harry see a wedding in your future?" a pap who hasn't spoken yet asks and catches me completely off guard. I stop walking for second.

"Umm..." I shake my head collecting myself. "I don't plan on getting married for quite some time. I'm only 21!" I explain. "Can that be the end of the questions for today guys? I haven't seen my friend in over a year. I want to catch up with her." I ask them and they all nod, backing off a bit but continuing to take pictures. Luckily we are just around the corner from our first shop. Seconds later, we both walk into Topshop. Sasha has always wanted to go on a shopping spree there.

"I can't believe he asked you that." Sasha said, trying to keep her cool that she's actually in Topshop.

"Yeah, it must be because we had our anniversary or something. A year and a half is a long time. Idk..." I say, trailing off thinking.

"Have you ever talked to Harry about getting married?" She asked me, raising her eyebrow while walking over to a rack of shirts.

"Umm... yeah recently actually." I say and she stops dead. Her head whipping around to look at me once again.