Finding My Soul Mate. A 1DFanfic.

13 year old Lucy hates her life. Her older sister, Amy doesn't have a care in the world about her and her dad is a work-aholic. Without a mum in her life she has nothing better to do than run away from home, making a soul mate along her travels, Niall Horan from One Direction.


41. Silent treatment.

I have no social life so I decided to update again tonight haha.. and because I love you all. Hope you like it :)



Once we arrived at the hotel, all I could see were screaming, crying girls. "Is it like this every where you guys go?" I knew the fans loved them and everything but this, this is a little too much for me. My breathing started to pick up pace as I stared at the hundreds of girls in front of the entrance. How did Niall never died from all the people, he has asthma and he's claustrophobic. "Pretty much! Insane, eh?" Zayn laughed and ducked in his seat next to me so the fans couldn't see him. People started running towards the van, banging on the window and trying their best to get a look in. "They aren't in here!" Someone shouted. They all walked back to the hotel doors as Preston drove around back. When he pulled up, Zayn opened the door for me and I got out. 


Zayn knocked on the door twice but no one answered. "Go over there and follow my lead. Jump out at them when I tell you to, OK?" He looked confused at first but did what I said and stood next to the door frame, out of sight. I ruffed my clothes and hair up so it looks like I'd been mobbed and knocked on the door again. I heard shuffling behind the door and started to pant and bend over so it looked like I ran up here. The door opened to reveal a tired looking Harry. "Hey, Lu-" I cut him off by a fake huge sigh of relief. "Harry! It's Zayn h-he.. the fans and he-" I panted loudly between words. I'm glad I took Preforming Arts in my school in London which made me good at creating fake scenes and dramatic moments. "Lucy, calm down! What happened? I thought Preston came for you?" The rest of the lads came running over to the door, looking scared and confused. "You need to come help Zayn!" I panted again. "Why, what happened?!" Louis spoke. "You need to help him, please!" I didn't answer him and acted really scared. "What hap-" Just as Louis was about to ask me what happened to Zayn, he jumped out in front of them and made a blood-curdling man scream, scaring the shit out of all of them. It was one on the funniest moments of my life. Me and Zayn we literally on the floor in laughter while Louis, Liam, Harry and Niall were muttering swear words under their breaths. "So not cool guys!" Liam sighed. "I thought Zayn was dead or something!" Niall huffed, anger clearly present in the tone of voice. "Jeez, lighten up a bit guys. I thought you were a band known for practical jokes and that?" No one answered me as Zayn sat down next to Harry, leaving me standing. "I'll just go then, sorry for ruining your day!" I turned on my heels and started walking back towards the door. I heard foot steps and two large arms wrapped around me. "I don't think so! You aren't going just yet, love!" Harry spoke in my ear as he lifted me up and walked over to the sofa. He sat down without letting go of me so I was sat on his lap. His arms were hugging me as I sat there, not been able to hug him back because I was sat with my left side facing his chest. I was suprised they didn't look at my arm like Zayn did earlier. Not that I wanted them to. His arms moved from around me so I stood up and swapped sides so I could give him a one armed hug. He laughed awkwardly as I pulled away and stood up. There was no room on the sofa for me to sit down so I walked into the kitchen and opened the cupboard above the sink. A smile formed when I saw a packet of Smocky Bacon crisps in the cupboard. I pulled them out and opened them with my mouth and right hand. "You OK there?" A voice made me jump. Liam. "Hey Liam!" I smiled. "Hey!" He came in for a hug but I stopped him by holding my hand up. I put the crisp packet down not wanted them to get crushed by Liam's body. "Sorry, they're my favourite crisps!" I smiled innocently and let him hug me. "It's OK, I know how much you like them." We pulled apart and I opened another cupboard, hoping I would find a plate. Do you know how hard it is to eat a packet of crisps with one hand? No? Well it's pretty hard. I spotted a plate and pulled it out. I emptied all the crisps out onto the plate and followed Liam out of the kitchen. 

Liam sat down, filling the space on the sofa so I couldn't sit. How rude of them. They're meant to be gentlemen. I laughed out loud which caused them all to look at me. I blushed and walked around the back on the sofa. I looked down at Louis and smirked at him. He noticed me there and opened his mouth to say something. No one else was paying attention. I cut Louis off by sitting on his lap, laughing. "Oh, so I'm a seat now am I?" He spoke in my ear as I lent my back on his chest. I nodded my head and placed my plate on my lap. "Well no one would move for me to sit down so I sat on you. Problem?" He laughed causing my body to shake on his. "You have a bony arse, ya know?" I laughed and stuffed my mouth with some crisps. "Yeah, I know." He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. I miss Louis' hugs, I missed my brothers and I was so happy to see them all again. I felt complete.

I looked at them all as they watched the TV screen. I was about to reach for the last crisp on my plate when Louis' hand came from around me and grabbed it. I stared at his hand as he pulled it away and place it in his mouth. Oh no he didn't. "You did not just do that!" I shouted, causing everyone to look at me. "Oh but I did. Why, what ya gonna do 'bout it. Kill me?" I hopped off his lap and placed the plate on the table. "No one, and I mean no one takes my food. Not even you!" I frowned. "Especially not my favourite crisps!" I heard someone gasp. "You didn't?" Liam spoke. Liam knows from experience not to take the last crisp from me. "What's the big deal? It's just a crisp." He shrugged. "I got the silent treatment for three whole days!" Liam interjected. "She won't give me the silent treatment, will you?" He said the last part towards me. I ignored him and walked away. "Take that as a yes, mate. Good luck trying to get her to talk to you!" Liam laughed. I laughed along with him and walked to the other side of the sofa where Niall was. He smiled up at me so I smiled back and sat on the arm of the sofa, leaning onto Niall's shoulder. He did something I was suprised by. He lifted his arm which made me slide down onto his lap. I felt a warm sensation rise to my stomach as he hugged me into his body. Trying to ignore my feelings for him, I hugged back. "Is hospital food really nice?" He blurted. I giggled and shook my head. "Well sometimes it is but the gravy is made too thick." We laughed. "I was actually suprised that none of you have looked at it yet." My tone grew serious. "I know you hate it so I didn't but it doesn't matter, you're still beautiful." I sat up from leaning on Niall's chest and looked him in his eyes. "You're just saying that to make me feel better about myself, aren't you?" He shook his head, no. "Absolutely not." I smiled at him and lent back on his chest again. "Thank you, Niall."

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