Lily's POV:

"Are you ready to go?" I asked the guys, excitedly. They all exchanged glances.

"For us to actually enjoy our time there, we need disguises..." started Liam.

"... or else we'll be surrounded by hundreds of girls..." said Zayn

"... who will be screaming and begging for a picture and signature" finished Niall.

I forgot about that.

"And you'll also need one because you're already all over the Internet," Harry concluded, I sighed.

"What kind of disguises?"


4 Hours Later


In London, girls almost immediately recognized who we were and as Zayn predicted, we were surrounded by hundreds of girls. Some of them were nice to me but most of them were shouting swear words at me. Today I had learned three new swear words! We had barely made it out of the crowd, and that was only because Louis called Paul for some security guys. When we made it to the car it took forever to get out of town because so many girls were tapping on the windows.

For the whole time Eleanor held my hand, which was really nice because she kept squeezing it assuredly, which seemed to calm me down. But for most of the time, I was petrified of all those girls, some of them really hated me! I almost started crying in the car but then my stomach started to churn, from the lunch we had. As soon as we got home I ran in the house, up the stairs, into my bathroom, locked the door, and puked out my lunch into the toilet.

I could barely flush it because I was so weak from the lack of food. Hunger cut through my stomach like a knife, but the thought of food made me want to puke again. But how long was it going to take Louis and Eleanor to find out? I heard a knock on my door. Not long I guess.

"Lily? Are you okay?" I heard Eleanor's voice on the other side.

"I'm fine, Eleanor."

"When your done, could you come downstairs, the boys want to talk to you." I reluctantly opened the door and followed her downstairs. In the living room I found all the guys on the couch, looking worriedly at me.

"Lily, we forgot to warn you about how, how..." began Zayn.

"How dedicated the fan are" finished Louis.

"It's okay," I mumbled, "I'll get over it soon."

"Look Lily, we're just worried that-" suddenly there was a knock at the door. I groaned, another crazed fan? But everyone could hear a conversation outside that wasn't from crazed fans.

"Do I seriously have to do this mom?" I heard an irritated guy's voice ask.

"Yes, Jacob it's polite to greet new neighbors and invite them over for dinner." I heard a woman's voice say.

"Yeah but why do I have to do it?"

"I heard that there was going to be someone your age and I thought maybe you two can be friends."

"It's probably some geek with glasses."

"Oh just knock on the door again." At the second knock, everyone had gone next to the door, Eleanor opened it. The mom of the boy, Jacob, I think spread a huge smile and said:

"Welcome to our neighborhood! I'm Mrs. Smith and this is my son Jacob." She paused for a second, as if waiting for something, she bent down and whispered something in her son's ear. He made a huge dramatic sigh and grumbled:

"We would like you to come to our house tonight for a sit down dinner."

"We would love to come-" started Eleanor, but then she glance at me. There was no way were going to miss that dinner because I can't control my feelings over protective fans, I almost ran to the door, now in sight of the Smiths. Jacob widened his eyes at the sight of me.

"We would love to come," I smiled at Mrs. Smith.

"Great! Dinner will be ready at six." She put an arm around Jacob and practically dragged him away.

"We'll someone's got themselves an admirer" Niall smirked, Harry whistled.

"Oh shut up," I rolled my eyes and I froze.

"I don't have anything to wear!"