How It All Began

Lauren was just a normal girl who lived in a normal city. Then, one day her mom entered her into this website contest to get One Direction tickets in Los Angeles.
I know what you are thinking.
"UGH, really another one of these stories!" But I am asking if you could please read it and give me feedback? No one ever said she won them. No ever said she lost them.

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9. Phone Prank

Chapter 9-Phone Prank

Liam's POV

"Wow, that was crazy," I said to the rest of the boys, "I didn't know so many girls can find out so much about us in a short amount of time."

They all nodded their heads in agreement before Louis replied, "I mean, I know I'm fabulous, but how do they even find out this stuff?"

We all laughed at Louis' comment. That boy.

I noticed Harry sit back from the conservation and keep looking down at his phone.

"Harry, do know anything about how the fans knew where we were going to be tonight?" I questioned.

He looked down at his phone again and smiled.

"Harry," I said again, pushing him further.

At this point all the boys were laughing.

"Umm, well I maybe sent a tweet out or something," he replied scratching his head.

"Harry!" Niall exclaimed, hitting his head, "I thought we didn't want the fans to always know where we are."

"Well, sorry!" He retorted, "I didn't even say the restaurant we were going too. I just said, "going to eat with the boys," and apparently, I guess, that can be enough information to figure out where we are.

"They really are better than the FBI," Zayn stated.

Haha, are fans are crazy, but we love every single one of them.

The waiter showed us to our table and said she will be right back to get our drinks. I know what your thinking, shouldn't you get a private room or something!

What?

Why would we get a private room? As Lou would say, We don't roll like that.

Seriously, private rooms? We aren't Gods!

The waiter came back and gave us menus. Meanwhile, we all ordered a different kind of soda to drink.

After the waiter left, we continued our conversation, but I couldn't help but notice the people around us. An older couple sat on the left of us while a group of around 10 sat in front of us, chatting away like no one else was here. Wow, they were just a tad loud. Our presence didn't seem to effect them, which is good because every where I go I didn't want to stick out like a sore thumb.

On the right of us were two girls, probably around the age of seventeen or eighteen. From their reactions, they probably knew who we were. They kept leaning in and giggling. Oh snap! That goes for thinking there won't be any fans at this restaurant tonight.

I had a feeling they really wanted to talk to us, but were doing the POLITE thing and not barging into a conversation like people normally do. They are some fans.

"Hey, mates," I say interrupting Harry, who was in the middle of saying something "I think those two girls next to us are really big fans."

"What makes you say that," Harry replied, forgetting about his earlier conversation.

"Well, they keep looking over at us and start to giggle."

They all slowly turned their heads and looked over at the girls.

"NO, Guys don't do that," I exclaim, "you can't go and look at someone randomly."

"Oh, I have an idea," Louis said with an evil grin on his face.

"Lou, don't be too mean," Zayn replied.

He slowly nodded his head with that silly smile on his face. Oh, this outta be good.

Slowly grabbing his phone, he picked it up and slid it off the table,

"LOU, you do realize they could just take your phone and leave," I exclaim.

"No, no, no you'll see."

His phone landed right by their table. Oh, here we go.

"Excuse, me girls," he said directly talking to them, "Silly me must of dropped my phone. Can you please hand it back to me?"

The blond one looked like she was about to die. Yep, they're fans.

"Ummm, suu-re," the girl with brown hair stuttered.

She picked it up with her hand shaking and gave it to him. He lightly touched her hand and I could see her trying not to freak out and scream. This was comedy.

"Thanks," he said giving her one of his famous smiles.

"No, prob," she said, finally finding her voice to actually speak.

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Lauren's POV

Holy shit! That did not just happened.

Right now, Lexie and I are back in our hotel room changing into our pjs.

While Lexie was brushing her teeth, I kept going on and on how Louis, THE Louis Tomlinson, asked me to give him back his phone he dropped.

Louis, Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Harry were right in front of me. Oh, HARRY was right in front of me! Harry was my favorite, but I didn't want to admit that out loud, so I just said I loved them all equally. Lexie, on the other hand, would scream to the world how she is the future Mrs. Malik. My family is pretty much the only people who know I love Harry.

"OMG, I know, I think I almost died," she replied with a mouth full of spit.

"Ah, I can't take this," I sighed, falling into my pillow.

"Me too!" Lexie exclaimed, rinsing out her mouth, "You know, no is going to believe us when we go back home."

"Yeah, I kind have figured that out," I replied.

So, we go home, HEY EVERYBODY ONE DIRECTION WAS RIGHT NEXT TO US AND LOUIS ASKED ME TO HAND HIM HIS PHONE HE DROPPED! Yeah, that would be interesting.

"Or maybe they will," she stated.

I looked over at her and then to her phone.

"Wait, did you......?" I say, drifting off.

"Yep," she stated with a huge grin on her face, "Video taped the whole thing."

"Really!" I exclaim, jumping up, "I thought you were too shocked to do anything?"

She slowly shook her head with a big smile on her face. Oh, that girl. I slowly fell back into my pillow. This can't be happening. Now I can watch it over and over for the rest of my life. Ok maybe not for the rest of my life, but I will watch that video a lot.

"I just thought of something actually, that we could do for the concert," she stated.

"What?" I curiously replied.

"How about we make something like a poster?" she asked.

"A poster? Isn't that like what only girly fan-girls do?" I questioned.

"Isn't that what we are?" She retorted.

"Well, you have point," I reply, "so, what will this poster say?"

She pondered over this, then replied, "It can't just say anything, it has to be really really cool."

"Yeah, I know because if One Direction is going to see this," I sarcastically say.

"Hahahah, very funny," she said, "But, you never know they might see it?"

I figured out during their concerts, they scan the crowd with a camera that projects on this big screen. We are in the middle section of the arena, so you never know.

"So, what is it going to say," I question again.

"I don't know, we can think of that later," she replied, "but, we need to get supplies.

I laughed at her previous statement. Really, "we can think of that later, really? That's Lex for you.

"How about we go find a craft store or something tomorrow and start to work on it since we will only have tomorrow to create it," I state.

"Sounds good to me!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, Lex your have brilliant ideas, but sometimes I think you don't have a brain at all!" I sarcastically say while turning off the lamp on my bedside table, "I mean, "we can think of that later." Really? That's the whole thing to it!"

"Yeah, I was just too lazy to think of anything cool to say right now," she replied, yawning, "and you do realize I think the same about you. Sometimes the brilliant ideas don't fit with your head."

I threw a pillow at her and yelled, "HEY!"

"Haha, sorry, it's true!" She said, "love you and all, but I'm tired so GOODNIGHT!"

"GOODNIGHT," I yell back before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

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