Truth or Lie?

Callie Jones and a few other guests go to London for the summer. Main reason; to see her family and visit her hometown. Usually on trips, there is that one thing that is not on the agenda. In this case, a romance or two will start to form, a fight or seven might break out, some hypercritical statements and situations, an unknown fact that will shock everyone, and a unique way of meeting five members of the world famous band. But there is one thing wrong with that... Callie isn't too fond of One Direction. So will her summer be all a truth or lie?


10. Chapter 8

Callie's POV

Just my luck. I get to see curly again. And he brought a friend. So this is the blonde one...

"I am so sorry," the blonde hair boy said. He had an Irish accent. I thought they were all Australian or British.

"You can stop apologizing," I told him. "He didn't apologize this much," I laughed while pointing at green eyes... Henry? I think its Henry.

"Yeah. Cause I didn't slam a car door on your head," Henry laughed. I turned to glare at him. He stepped back a bit. I can get mean if I wanted to. And trust me; it can be a scary sight.

"No... You slammed a bathroom door on my head," I sighed angrily.

"Do want to... Maybe... Hang out with us for a bit?" the Irish one asked me while rubbing the back of his neck.

"I have to get home," I lied. I really didn't want to be here with them. I don't feel like getting mobbed by fans or paparazzi.

"It would just be for a bit and it's a beautiful day!" he tried to persuade. I looked around. No one seemed to notice them and it was a pretty nice day today. I might as well because my head still hurt and I didn't feel like driving at the moment.

"I guess I will stay for a bit. Only because my head is still hurting me," I informed the two band members.

"Sweet! It'll be fun..." blondie said then trailed off. Probably needing my name.

"Callie," Henry told the other. I looked at him confused. "Your friend screamed your name not long after we met. By the way, I'm Harry," he smiled. I nodded. Hey... I was pretty close.

"Niall," the Irish one introduced. We started walking towards the beach. It was silent.

"She doesn't like One Direction," Harry spoke up. Niall looked over at me. "That's why she wasn't too thrilled to see me again," Harry shrugged. Maybe I wasn't thrilled to see you again because you slammed a door on my head. "That too," Harry smiled. I looked over at him. "Yes," was all he said. Like he knew what I was going to say next.

"Here," Niall said while changing the subject and holding out a black cloth in his hand. I looked at it then at him. I took the fabric and unfolded it to reveal a black beanie. I looked at Niall confused and watched as he slid on a snapback. "Your hair was a bit messed up and I was going to wear it when I remembered I brought my snapback," he smiled. I gave him one back.

"We usually have to wear those and some other things to hide us from the fans and paps," Harry informed me as we neared the beach. Simultaneously, I don't think it was planned; Harry and Niall reached into their pocket, pulled out some sunglasses and slipped them on.

"It's quite busy," Niall told us. I looked around and noticed a good amount of people sitting, walking, and laying on the beach.

"You think anyone will recognize you?" I asked the two pop stars. They looked at each other and smiled.

"We only hope," Harry laughed. We continued to walk down to the water in silence. London is a beautiful place, by what I have seen so far. I stopped walking as I realized that we were pretty close to the water. I decided to sit down in the sand. Niall and Harry continued to walk on a bit. They both stopped and must have realized that I was no longer walking with them. They both turned around and saw me sitting in the sand. They both smiled and walked back over to me.

"Too tired to walk anymore?" Harry laughed as he towered over me, blocking the sun so I could look up at him. Niall sat down next to me.

"Nah... Head hurts," I said as I looked down at the sand cause looking up was hurting my head more. I glanced over at Niall out of the corner of my eye and he looked guilty by what I could see. "Don't say sorry. I just happened to pick up my keys at the wrong time," I slightly smiled. I noticed the corners of Niall's mouth curve up a bit.

We sat there for what seems like hours, just watching the waves crash onto the beach. That's when Niall spoke up, asking the question we all had been thinking.

"What time is it?" Niall asked. I looked over at Harry and so did Niall. Harry sighed and pulled out his phone.

"1:30," he told us. I groaned, quite loud, and flew myself back onto the sand. I heard some laughs. I didn't feel like caring at the moment. "You alright Cal?" I heard Harry ask. I snapped my head up and glared at him.

"First off... Never call me Cal," I warned. He put his hands up in defense and nodded. "Second... I could be better. My head is killing me!" I exclaimed as I lay back down in the sand. I closed my eyes and relaxed. This felt nice. I laid like this for what seems like EVER! I relaxed as I let my body soak up the warmth of the sun. After a bit of laying in the sand, I felt an arm sneak its way under me and stop beneath my shoulders. Then I felt another arm slide under the back of my knees. I was then, what felt like, lifted off the ground. I kept my eyes closed.

"We should probably get her home. I am guessing she had a long flight," I heard an Irish accent speak.

"I don't think that is a great idea," a British accent spoke. "Her car? And what about her parents? Wouldn't they be a bit creeped out that a total stranger brought their daughter to their house?"

"True... We don't even know if she came with her parents... Or where she is staying..." the Irish accent spoke. I felt them stop.

"We could just bring her to our place for a bit...?" the British accent spoke, but it came out more as a question. I was in such a relaxed place, that I eventually fell asleep in the arms of an unknown.




Author's Note:

Hello readers! (I will come up with a nickname for you all soon)

What do you think so far? I have A LOT planned for this story and I am excited!!!

I am sorry for not posting in FOREVER! I know I have said this already, but school is hectic. With choir, finals coming up here in a week or so, and regular school, it gets pretty crazy.

Anyways... I have a question for you all.

Do you think I should give my chapters a name instead of "Chapter ##"? If so, I will go back and change the chapter names. I wanted your opinions because I was thinking about it and I am indecisive.

Thanks for the like, favorites, comments, and reads. Keep them coming!


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