Back in Time

When Katy is in her room, cleaning, she comes across a forgotten CD, Up All Night by One Direction. No one knew what happened to them and all of their music was confiscated. The Ministry made sure of that. One Direction was famous 3 years ago, and Katy was 17 then. She was 20 now, and she had to go back in time to find One Direction before the Ministry did.

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7. Meeting the President

~I've changed my name so should I still call you my unicorns? I need some feedback, thanks guys!~

I opened the door and went straight into my room, not bothering to scold Andy for getting out. I threw stray clothes that I didn't bother to wash into a plastic bag, grabbed the bag full of clean clothes, the bags of food, and threw them into a corner. I sat down on the couch and checked Twitter. @HarryStyles: Leaving the hotel now. Seeing the president soon. :D

I smiled and grabbed my bags. I grabbed Andy's leash and opened the door. As soon as I got outside I went straight to the elevator. "You're leaving too?" I turned around to see Harry standing behind me. Why was it always him? "Yes, I am. I'm leaving for my friend's house." he nodded. "Well, nice knowing you." I said as the elevator doors closed. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator doors, I practically ran to the desk, checked out, and dashed out to my car. I put Andy in the backseat, my bags next to him, and threw myself into the driver's seat. I stuck the keys in the ignition and started the car.

As the boys' car pulled out, so did mine. I followed them from a distance, I didn't want to look like a stalker. As they turned a corner, so did I. After an hour of Andy whining, and cursing at slow drivers under my breath, the car the boys were in pulled into a parking lot bigger than my neighborhood. I parked a few spaces away.

As I stepped outside into the chilly air, I heard a voice behind me.

"Katy?!" Liam called.

I froze. Again, caught in the act. What now? Would I have to tell them the truth? I couldn't do that, it would ruin everything, and most likely make it worse.

"Oh, hey!" I said, giving them a false smile.

"What're you doing here?" he asked.

I smiled again. "Oh, my friend lives just a few blocks from here! Didn't I tell you that?" I said, forcing a laugh.

He shook his head. "No, you never mentioned that. But it's great seeing you. Well, we're going to be late because Harry had to have a bathroom break on the way, so I have to get going." he waved and ran up to the large brick house that the President owned.

I found a backdoor. I jiggled the handle, locked. I cursed under my breath and pulled harder. Nothing happened, of course. But the third time I tried, I heard a crack. Around the doorknob, there were a few cracks in the door. "Yes." I muttered, pulling the door as hard as I could. It opened a little bit, and I peeked inside to make sure no one was there. I heard footsteps behind me.

I turned around and saw a ministry guard running towards me. He was holding a dart gun in his hand, but I'm not sure what was inside of it. Poison, sleeping powder, it could've been anything."Hey, you! C'mere you little-" I'm not going to tell you what he called me, but it's definitely not a word to use in front of adults.

I opened the door completely, not caring about who saw me now. I was caught, and would probably be caught. I'd be in trouble with the Ministry, then my parents, and who knows what would happen to One Direction.

As soon as I pulled the door closed, I was covered in complete darkness. I felt around the wall until I felt a doorknob.

"Hello, love. You hiding also?"

I turned around and saw none other than Louis Tomlinson.

"L-Louis? What are you doing here?" I asked, hoping I wasn't too late.

"Oh, the President isn't ready for the interview, so Harry and I are playing hide-and-seek. Why are you here?"

I smiled. "Well, uh..."

"You don't really have a friend you're visiting, do you?" he asked. I decided to lie again.

I shook my head. "Well, actually, I'm here because...because, uh..." I couldn't think of anything to tell him. Luckily, we heard a noise outside and through a door came Harry.

"Found you!" he said happily.

"...and we're happy to welcome...ONE DIRECTION!" said a voice over the loudspeaker.

Harry and Louis stared at each other in alarm. "That's our cue!" Louis pulled Harry back through the door and down the hallway. Obviously, I followed them.

They opened a door at the end of the long hallway. I stopped at a corner, pushed myself up against the wall, and started breathing softly. Nobody could hear me. I heard the boys' voices, and Harry saying "I don't feel too well. What was in that shrimp?"

That's my cue. I turned around the corner, and burst through the door. Everyone looked at the strange girl who barged in on an important interview.

"And who is this lovely lady?" President Conners said, trying to break the awkward silence that drifted through the air. He got up from his seat and pulled out a chair. As he did that, Harry vomited all over the President's seat.

"Mr. Styles, are you all right?" the President asked. I was surprised he didn't ban them from the face of the Earth. I wasn't surprised though, at the fact that there would be photos of Harry puking all over the news tomorrow, and his face on every magazine. Oh, what am I saying? Harry's face is on every magazine cover already.

Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Louis looked at me strange.

I walked over to them and whispered, "Just go with it, I'll explain later."

President Conners took Harry to the nearest bathroom so I explained what had happened.

"Okay, here's the deal. Harry ate bad shrimp, and I knew that, but I didn't say anything. So, he puked, and I was here to save him."

Louis looked at me strange. "I still don't see how you knew he ate the shrimp. You weren't at that party, were you?"

I shook my head. I was ready for that question. "You know, magazine covers and stuff. So, I saved him. You do know what would've happened if he had puked on the President, don't you?"

They nodded. At least they know something.

Liam shifted in his seat. "This is going to be everywhere. You're going to get a lot of hate. People take a lot of stuff the wrong way."

I nodded, I knew what was happening, and was prepared to go on the run.

"You're going to have to like, date Harry or something."

I almost puked myself. They're really nice boys, but I wouldn't want to date any of them. I'd get a ton of hate, and if we ever broke up, there'd be even more hate.

"I'm not dating him. Why do I have to?"

Louis looked at a t.v. above my head. "That's why."

MYSTERY GIRL BURSTS IN ON IMPORTANT ONE DIRECTION INTERVIEW!

Go to our website for more information!

"Well, let's check out the website." I pulled my phone from my pocket and checked on the news website.

Today, just minutes ago, a mystery girl barged through the doors of President Conner's mansion, and interrupted his interview with the talented singers of One Direction. Just seconds later, Harry Styles (picture on right) threw up where the President was previously seated.
We think this girl might have had something to do with it. She had taken the same plane ride as them. Her car, a deep blue Jeep, was spotted outside of the boys' hotel, and she had checked into the hotel just after the boys had. Did she give Harry the bad shrimp that had caused him to vomit? Her car was parked just three spaces away from theirs' outside of the President's building, and later on, she came through the door, ruining the interview. Who is she? Does she know Harry? Are they dating? Does she want to help One Direction, or hurt them? Find out more tomorrow.

If you have any information, including her name, a picture, etc., please contact the Ministry, or contact our website.

Article brought to you by: Ministry News.

"Oh no! What's going to happen to me? All I did was help you, I'm not trying to get rid of you!" I said, staring in horror at the small phone screen in my hands. "I'm not dating Harry, either."

Why was the world turning against me?

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