10. Technical Difficulties
"Do you know who we are?" Harry asked.
"Um Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, Zayn and Fearne?" I said it more like a question.
"I know this may be a lot for you to process but the five of us boys are in a band called 'One Direction' I don't mean to brag, but we are really famous so we have bodygaurds and some paparazzi are always about, following us wherever we are. If you are seen with us, the media will go mad, demanding answers as to who you are, darling it doesn't stop until they get the truth out of you. Just remember to wear sunglasses and a hat, cover your face, whatever you wish if you don't want to be identified. We are on a world tour so we will be taking flights every few days, we are leaving Italy in two day so we will get you a passport and ID and stuff. Don't worry about your foster dad, ill get Paul to get the foster home contacted as you're not 18 yet, dont tell us anything it you dont want to. We don't want to push you. We also travel on a tour bus a lot and sometimes we stay in hotels. I suggest you not show your identity if your foster dad will come after you because we are very easy to locate, just hard to get to. That's all." Niall finished out of breath.
I looked at him with wide eyes, "You're really not suggesting that i'm coming with you?"
"No darling, we're not suggesting. We're demanding." Fearne smiled, she did actually seem nice.
*1 Week later*
I had fair settled into a routine with the boys and Fearne. Fearne and I had went shopping for a bunch of clothes for me since i left my backpack with David. Well i still couldn't have worn those ripped, torn clothes around celebrities or out in public anyway.
They had never once questioned me about my past which I really appreciated, i just needed time.
The media has been going crazy about 'this mysterious girl' which is me. I just feel so relieved to have friends like them, i know that they wouldn't hurt me.
We had just arrived in Mexico City and I was unpacking in my shared hotel room with Fearne.
The guys had already gone down to the arena leaving us girls to get ready. I got changed into this and Fearne looked stunning in her outfit may i say. "Are we ready to go ladies?" Preston, the security guard asked from the doorway. We both nodded and headed out.
During the boys soundcheck there were some technical difficulties and I knew exactly what it was. A micro-blockage caused by two viruses combining.
I ran to the producing room with the boys and Fearne hot on my heels. "I think i can fix this, i know what has happened to the system."
The five men just scoffed and wouldn't let me in. I glared at them and pushed past and sat down at the middle computer.
After half an hour I had worked my magic by typing codes to accounts and stuff. Louis tested his microphone. It had worked!
Everyone applauded and patted my back. I raised my eyebrow to the five men, they looked stunned as i walked out.
"You kicked their asses, hardcore!" Louis screeched and everyone joined in.
"We have a badass over here!" Zayn laughed.
"How do you know all that stuff?" Fearne asked suprised.
"My foster dad had me fix everything, so i just learnt as it went by."
A hint of fear must have shown in my eyes or something because she frowned, "We'll talk later."