I have no idea what to do, so instead of going on a crazy wild 5-Direction chase, I decide to go aisle by aisle.
"So, where do you think they'll be hiding?" I ask the boys. Harry chuckles sheepishly, Michael just looks around, Niall grins at me, Liam scratches the back of his head and Zayn just kind of stands there.
"Helpful. C'mon guys, help me out here!" I say frustratedly.
"Let's just check around, I guess." I sigh and make sure the rest of the boys are following me.
"Be very quiet. One wrong move and the fans will attack you, well technically, it would be me because I am the girl in this situation surrounded by 4/5 of One Direction and a random Michael Clifford-"
"You're ranting. You should stop talking now." Michael says, glaring at me.
"You're right, I'm sorry." I fake sigh, "I guess I should go now seeing as my ranting is annoying you." I start walking in the other direction when he grabs my arm.
"Just keep walking, Target girl."
"Zabet. My name is Zabet." He ignores me and continues walking. Fine. Be that way.
We've made it through half of the store now.
"Luke!" I whisper and the tall teenage boy wearing a lampshade on his head shakes.
"I'm not Luke." He whispers in a a very girly voice, "You have the wrong lamp here buddy-" I rip the lampshade off of his head.
"I'm here to get you out, idiot." I grin. "Hi, I'm Zabet. Nice to meet you, Luke." Next, I decide to lead the way over to the grocery section and I look around, searching for-
"Psst. Target girl!" I hear a muffled whisper, and I look around to see Calum, hiding in the freezer??
I open the freezer door, and grab his arm. "I hope you don't mind me being forward, but I'm here to get you out." I smile at Calum. He grins and pushes his hair back.
"Well...Suddenly, I'm hot." He winks. Eh, it was cute but also he was shivering so... "Hello there-" He checks my name tag, "Zabet. What a cool name."
"Thanks." I grab a shirt from Harry and give to Calum.
* * *
After roll call and rounding up the rest of the boys, I crowd them into the back lounge, where their car is waiting outside. All of the boys have been great except Michael, who's been bitchy the whole entire time. Someone needs to change his tampon.
"Okay, I guess you guys should head out then. It was nice to meet you."
Calum walks over to me and hands me a slip of paper. His number.
"Call me, and we'll all hang out!" He says grinning.
"Sure! I wi-"
"No." Michael says, dragging Calum away after the rest of the boys. "No, we won't."
Asshole. I scowl. One thing is for certain. Michael Clifford doesn't like me, and the feeling is mutual.
But is it really?
hah xx R