The boys wound up taking me out for a day in London. Harry insisted that we ride a topless bus, and I had to admit that it was worth it. The bus took us around the city, showing us all the major tourist attractions.
"This is amazing!" I said, as we got off to see Big Ben. "Do you guys realize how great this city is?"
"I like it well enough," Niall said nonchalantly. He tossed an arm around my shoulder as we walked down the street. "But wait until we see Dublin. That's a real city."
The other snorted and laughed at him. "Niall thinks everything is better in Ireland," Liam informed me.
"Oh, I don't think," Niall said seriously. "I know."
I pulled out my new iPhone (which Andrew had given me this morning, courtesy of Paul) and flipped to the Niall sections of my notes.
Obsessed with Ireland
"What are you writing?" Louis asked, trying to peek over my shoulder.
I playfully shoved him away. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Why yes. Yes, I would. What are you writing?" He repeated, grinning at his own sass.
"I'd tell you, but then i'd have to kill you," I said seriously.
"Let me see your phone," Louis demanded.
"Not a chance," I replied.
"I'm just going to put my phone number in it," he said, rolling his eyes. "Promise."
I stared at him speculatively for a moment before handing him my phone. "Don't make me sorry I've trusted you."
Niall released his grip around my shoulders to give an autograph to a little girl. The rest of the boys gave her autographs as well, and they took a group picture. She looked like the happiest nine year old on earth.
"That was nice of you," I commented. Zayn wrapped an arm around my waist, and I threw my arm across his shoulder. "It's a good thing I'm wearing heels, otherwise you would be far too tall for me to do this comfortably," I told him. "Though they aren't the most comfortable for walking around a major city."
"How about a piggy back ride then?" Zayn offered.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "You're going to carry me?"
"Well you definitely don't weigh very much," he said, laughing. "Now hop on."
"That's what she said," Harry coughed.
"You are a perv!" I laughed, jumping on Zayn's back. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and almost let go when my skin touched his. I had never felt that kind of electricity before. Zayn stopped in his tracks from a moment at the same instant.
"Whoa," he murmured, before continuing to walk. "What else can we show you?"
"How about you take me for some real British fish and chips," I suggested.
"I know just the place!" Liam said. He pulled out his phone to send a text and the six of us walked to the park across across the street and sat on the grass.
"You boys look funny," I giggled as Zayn gingerly set me back on my feet.
"We look funny?" Harry repeated, raising an eyebrow. "I am a model for what a young man should look like. I do not look funny."
"You're not funny- looking," I admitted. "But you all have hats and sunglasses on. You look silly... It's a cloudy day!"
"We have to hide our faces! Or else we get mobbed!" Liam protested. "Just watch. When we get to the restaurant you'll see what happens."
"Don't you have security?" I asked, suddenly worried as I pictured the boys being overwhelmed by fans.
"We do. But we have to tell them where we are, otherwise they don't know to come with us," Louis explained. "On another note, Twitter name please!"
"PreciousGemma123," I said, a little embarrassed.
"Clever," Niall laughed. The boys all pulled out their own iPhones and followed me.
"Let's take a picture! I need something to Tweet to my 50 followers," I laughed.
"Hey! It's 55 now!" Zayn laughed.
I tossed my phone to Liam who was sitting across from me. His hand flicked out to catch it and he jerked his head to Niall and Zayn who were on either side of me. "Get together now."
Suddenly I felt a pair of lips on each of my cheeks. I scrunched my face, and saw the flash on my phone go off. I glanced at the photo as Liam threw my phone back to me. It was absolutely adorable.
PreciousGemma123: Sandwich with the boys! @ZaynMalik @NiallOfficial
NiallHoran: @PreciousGemma123 next time I get to be the filling
Real_Liam_Payne: Fish n' chips at my favorite place with the lads and @PreciousGemma123
A moment later the limo pulled up and Andrew opened the door for us. "Boys," he said as they piled into the car. "Security is meeting you at the restaurant. They'll be a few minutes since they're coming from the other side of town. They suggest waiting in the car until the arrive."
"Psh, we'll be fine. We can handle a few minutes on our own," Harry said. "Besides, we've got to give Gemma a taste of what it's like to be mobbed."
"Oh no. This is terrifying," I said, finding that the idea of being attacked by a mob of fans was not appealing.
"Don't worry, we'll protect you!" Louis said valiantly.
"Danielle is going to meet us there too. That all right with you lads?" Liam asked, looking up from his phone.
"Of course! We love having her around!" Harry said.
"Danielle is my girlfriend," Liam said, noticing my puzzled expression. "She's excited to meet you. She's always saying that I need to dress better."
"Shall I invite Eleanor as well then?" Louis asked.
The group murmured their ascent and his face lit up when his iPhone pinged. "She's on her way."
"What about you three?" I asked, looking at Niall, Harry, and Zayn. "Are you going to invite girls to meet us there?"
"I'm single," Niall said.
"Me too," Harry agreed.
"As am I," Zayn said, shooting me a sideways glance. "Do you have a boyfriend back in L.A.?"
I shook my head. "I'm on the hunt for a good English boy." I tried not to look at Zayn, but I couldn't help it. He was so charming, and so goddamn attractive.
"Ready?" Harry asked.
I nodded and squeaked out an answer. I could hear people outside, screaming at the sight of the limo.
"Why did you Tweet that we'd be here?" Louis groaned, noticing all the fans.
"Didn't think about it," Liam admitted. "Besides I didn't say we'd be here. I just said we were going to my favorite fish n' chips place."
"Which you referred to by name last week, dumbass," Harry said, smacking his head dramatically.
Liam looked at his lap sheepishly. "Like I said, I didn't think about it."
"Oh well," Niall said cheerfully. "It's been too long since we've done something with the fans anyway. Brace yourself, Gemma."
Andrew opened the door as Niall finished speaking. Zayn intertwined his fingers with mine. He gave me a crooked smile and looked at our interlocked hands."I'm right here," he murmured.
I looked into his chocolate eyes as he pulled me out of the car. "Don't let go."
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Free Falling (Zayn Malik fan fic)Fanfiction
Gemma Carlisle was 18 when her parents died in a car crash and she moved out to L.A. with her little sister. Now, two years later, she has scored the ultimate job: she's the new head of wardrobe for One Direction on their upcoming tour. As soon as s...