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Ch. 5 I Hate Malls

Louis' POV

"LOUIS!" Zayn screams from down the hall.

I laugh and crouch behind Liam.

"What are you doing?" He ask, looking down on me.

"Zayn is trying to kill me." I whisper.

"But, for good reasons." Zayn says from the doorway, with his hair dyed bright blue.

"What did you do now, William?" I know I'm in trouble now, Liam only uses my middle name when I'm in big trouble.

"Nothing! It was Niall's idea!" I exclaim standing up.

"What? No, it wasn't!" Niall protested from the living room.

"Yes, it was!"

"Well, I have nothing to do with this." Niall says coming into the kitchen.

"Traitor." I hiss at him.

"I groan. I walk over to Zayn. He turns away from the mirror to face me.

"What, Louis." He says, no emotion what so ever.

"I'm sorry." I mumble.

Zayn smirks and brings me into head lock.

"What was that, Tommo?" He asks not letting go.

"I'm sorry!" I yell.

He lets me go, I run across the room.

"Good. I'll see you later. I gotta go meet someone." He says, putting on his leather jacket on.

"Does this friend have a name?" I ask, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Maybe." He says grabbing his keys and putting a beanie over his blue hair.

"Bye!" He yells.

I open my mouth to say something but he was already gone. I huff and go into the living room. I sit down next to Harry and cross my arms over my chest.

"What's got you all pouty?" Harry asks, not looking away from what the news lady was saying on the TV.

"Zayn won't tell me who he is seeing." I say unhappily.

'Rumor has it that the worldwide famous boyband, One Direction will be touring with the not-so-famous, Neverland. Their first concert will be in a few days.' The man on the news says.

'I heard that Neverland's drummer Reagan has not been very kind to One Direction's members. She acted very coldly to them. She stormed off stage after the interview.' His co-anchor says, looking down at her paper.

'I guess none of members of Neverland like One Direction and One Direction doesn't like Neverland either.  Wonder how this tour will go down. Well, that's all we have for today, see you next week. Back to you, Chuck.' The first man says.

Then some guy starts taking about Global Warming. Harry turns the TV off after that.

"OK, guys. We have our first practice tomorrow at 2pm." Liam says not looking up from his phone.

We all just nod.

I pull out my phone and go on Twitter. Reagan had Tweeted something about the tour.

@ReaMSummers

Can't wait for our first practice! Love being on tour. Thanks for the support of our fans. We would still be in our garage without you guys.

Never knew she liked her fans so much. I decide to Tweet:

@Louis_Tomlinson

Loving the tour! So excited for our first concert and seeing you, fans. Love you guys.

I press send and just look through tweets people send to me. I follow some people, retweet some and favorite some.

'Nothing to do' I think as I shut off my phone and groan.

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Reagan's POV

I press send on the Tweet I just made. A few minutes later stripy-boy Tweets too. Damn, I forgot their names.

"Reagan! Where are you?" Someone yells from the kitchen.

I jump up and run into the bathroom. I lock it. I hear a knock at the door. They better not of found out what I did to One Direction's bus.

"Reagan?" I think Louise asks.

She probably wants to go shopping or something that has to do with the mall. I hate the mall.

"Foster! Where is Reagan?" She yells from outside the door.

"I thought she was in the living room!" Foster's faint voice yells.

"OK, I'll go check again." I hear her footsteps walk back towards the living room.

Thank the good lord, Jesus.

I hop off the toilet and over to the door. I unlock it and run into the big room. I hide under Zane's bed. Gross, he has stale Cheetos under here.

I hear the door open. I don't recognize the shoes.

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This chapter is crap, but I updated. I hate it.

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