"oh man," I held my nose in the back of the limo.
"how are you?" asked a blurred niall next to seven Harrys.
"I pain!" I sounded like squidward.
the boys had managed to get me out alive and luckily my nose wasn't broken, nothing was, i was just bruised and battered.
"are you sure you're alright, do you need to go to the hospital?" asked niall.
"No, i'm fine, i just needto call my mum-"
"i already have."
I turned to Louis, his arms was around my shouler. I leaned in a kissed his cheek. he giggled.
"i am forgiven for earlier," he smiled
"no."
he kissed me.
"how about now?"
"nope!"
He kissed me again.
"now?"
"hmmm," i thought.
"nahh!"
Louis leaned in again.
"OKAY STOP!" said Zayn.
I blushed, "so where are we going anyway if it's not the hospital."
"concert tonight, last one In New Zealand!" answered Niall sadley.
i nodded and rested my head on Louis's shoulder.
"you're going to visit me rememeber, the days will fly by!" Louis smiled kissing my forehead.
I smiled.
To think a few days ago I was an unknown nothing who's only reason to leave the house was for coffee and now I was dating a superstar band boy who was to die for and it seemed like it was all going to disappear.
Last show. the last show.
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The sort-of-but-not-really-a-fanfic of One Direction
FanfictionA fanfic about One Direction and a mutual person who got caught up in their world! (There is such a story behind this. Someone said that writing a fanfic was hard and I said nope and then I wrote this)
