Need that picture of you
It's so magical
We'd be so fantastico
Leather and jeans
Garage glamorous
Not sure what it means
But this photo of us
It don't have a price
Ready for those flashing lights
'Cause you know that, baby, I
I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar
You know that I'll be
Papa-paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop
Until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous
Chase you down until you love me
Papa-paparazzi
I'll be your girl
Backstage at your show
Velvet ropes and guitars
Yeah, 'cause your my rockstar...


Paparazzi- Lady Gaga

[Niall’s P.O.V.]
"This is it?" Harry mumbled from the front seat.

"Yeah..." I said slowly.

"It looks oddly familiar..."

"Well we DID pass by here often to get to the school." Liam said as we came to a stop.

"No... I mean... Like... Never mind." He grunted as he shook the thought away.

"Okay! Lets go!" We all hoped out and began walking to the front door.

I followed sluggishly behind. I looked up and saw Louis ringing the doorbell... Again... And again... And again...

"Lou! Cut it out!" Liam smacked the back of his head.

"What? I was just trying to wake them-"

"Hello?" We all turned and saw a woman standing at the doorway.

It wasn't Jamie's mom.

"Hi! Is Jamie here?" She gave us a quizzical look as she turned around.

"JESSICA! Ven aquí mija! Qué estos niños están buscando a Jamie. [Come here! These boys are looking for Jamie!] Sorry, my English is kind of off. My daughter will be right down." She smiled warmly at us.

"It's fine." Liam smiled reassuringly.

"Your English sounds perfect to us." Harry grinned. The mother chuckled and turned when she heard screaming.

"MOM! Mari won't stop bugging-" A girl about Jamie's age came walking down towards us, but, stopped all of a sudden.
"OH MY GOD!" She shrieked and jumped up and down.
"MOM! That's One Direction!" She squealed as she looked at her amused mother.

"Umm... Give her a minute to calm down." The mother chuckled at us.

I didn't have a minute... I wanted to know where Jamie was this early... And why these people were at her home.

"Do you know where Jamie is?"

"IM JAMIE!"

"Jessica!" Her mom scolded her.

"We know who Jamie is..." Louis laughed a bit.

"We just wanted to see of she was home. We never got to say Happy Birthday to her." Zayn motioned to us.

Jessica just gave us a confused look.

"Did she win a contest?"

"No. We're friends of hers." Liam grinned.

"What?!" She shrieked excited again.

"Yeah... So... Could you tell us where she is?"

"She left at like three to go to the airport." She smiled.

"WHAT?!" All of us, except Harry, shouted.

"She's going on a trip. My auntie and uncle went to drop her off. And my aunt is waiting at the airport for my uncle to pick her up cause he left cause of some work stuff."

"We are just here to take care of the house." The mother smiled.

"Did she say where she was going?" I asked.

"A donde iba?" [Where was she going?] Jessica murmured to her mother.

"No se. Me dijo Isabelle que over seas." [I don’t know. Isabelle told me over seas.] Over seas?!

"Thank you. I think we're gonna leave now." I turned on my heel and went to wait in the car while the others took a photo with Jessica.

Once they came in, they were all silent... All the way back to the airport.

~
Once we spotted Paul with our luggage, we walked slowly towards him.

"Look, mate-"

"I'm fine." I mumbled, interrupting Louis, as I walked at a faster pace.



I didn't want to talk about it.


[Jamie's P.O.V.]
"HOW COULD YOU FORGET YOUR PHONE WOMAN?!" I shouted dramatically.

"I think I must've left it on the kitchen top. I'm sorry baby." My mom laughed as we walked around the airport.

"MOM! Do you think dad's still here? Maybe I can catch up-"

"Jamie. He probably left already. He even said himself that it was an emergency. You know how those employees get."

"God! Why couldn't they wait till tomorrow?!" I groaned as I pulled my small suitcase along with me.

"Calm down. You can call your friends when you land." She chuckled as she wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Dammit... Alright."

Once we sorted everything out, I boarded my flight and took my seat.
I sat besides a friendly old woman. She was such a sweetheart and was once an artist herself. After a couple of hours, I knocked out only to be awakened by the same old lady besides me.

"Five more minutessss..."

"We're gonna be landing soon darling." I heard her chuckle as she shook my arm softly.

"Dang... Thank you." I groaned as I opened my eyes. I stretched my arms wide and looked out the window.

"WHOA!" I gasped as I pressed my face against the glass.

"This place is awesome!" I watched as many sceneries past below me. I couldn't wait till Mark picked me up!

Once we landed, I got my shit, found Mark, and we drove off. It was nighttime already, so, we just ate at a small restaurant and headed off to his place.

"Dude! This is your home?! And damn! You've got a sweet view!" I gushed as I headed to the tall glass window.

I slid the doors open and stared out the balcony.


"And it's a cheap place too! I was shocked at the price. Made me think cockroaches lived here or something." He chuckled as he pulled my luggage in.

"I can't wait to look around! When are we gonna go?! I think I have jet lag... Is the food good?! What about the guys?! Lets go now!"

"Tomorrow. Just please be chill..."

"Chill's my middle name."
~


"How about there?! Maybe Big Ben?! Oh oh! That fancy restaurant! A street performer?! Lets take a picture-"

"JAMIE!" I stopped talking and sat straight in my seat.

"Stop talking and chill bro." Mark laughed as he patted my head.

"I can't help it! London is GORGEOUS!"

"Why do you think I moved here?" He smiled as he looked over at me.

"Pedestrian crossing-"

"OH FUCKER!" He slammed the brakes and got a ramble of swears thrown at him by the pedestrian.
"OH YEAH?! WELL THESE NUTS YOU DUMBFUCK!" Mark shouted as he drove off sticking his middle finger out the window.

"I think I rather walk-"

"SIT YOUR ASS DOWN!"

"Sitting..."

"I'm kidding... I just... I get all weird and confused driving around here." He laughed as he focused on the road.

"These nuts."

"Shut the fuck up."

"Shutting." We laughed and I continued to look around.

"Lets turn the radio on." Mark mumbled.

"And that was 'One Way Or Another', sung by none other than the UK's very own; One Direction! The boy's are in with us right now, for all of you that haven't been listening. So, lads; how was-"

"Booooorrriiinnngggg!"

"MARK! Wait! I wanna hear!" I tried changing it, but, he refused.
He smacked my hand, pushed me aside, and then we rambled....

"Stop!"
"No!"
"Don't touch!"
"C'mon!"
"Release!"
"Let me just-"
"It's my car-"
"Dude I just wanna-"
"It's an interview-"
"Just one minute-"
"FINE!"

"Yess!" I smiled in success as I switched it back to the station it was on before Mark changed it.

"Hilarious! What about you Harry? There's a story going around about a certain lady you met over there!"

"What?" It really was Harry's deep raspy voice.

"It's the famous guy I met!" I chuckled as I nudged Mark.

"What? No way!"

"Don't tell me you haven't seen the tabloids?! You and a certain petite American girl were spotted in the parking lot as you left from a nearby club."
"Mimi?" He mumbled.

"So you DO know who we're talking about!"

"Oh shit..." Mark and I muttered at the same time.

"She's a girl I met while I was in a small town, yeah. She's absolutely amazing. Just a friend of mine though."

"Riiiiiggghht... He wouldn't stop gushing over her while we were at-" I change it. I didn't need to hear about myself.

"Hey!"

"Wait... That kinda sounded like Lou...?"

"That's what I was gonna say."

"Maybe it's just us..." I shrugged it off as nothing, but Mark, he changed the station back to where it was.

"You heard it here first everyone! Harry has a new LOVE interest!" Someone announced in a manly voice.

"Oh god..." I heard Harry chuckle.

"Now here's the newest single from-"
"Mark!" I shrieked as I turned the radio off.

"What!?" He shrieked back. I laughed and then turned serious.

"We need to find a magazine! Newspaper! Something! I wanna see the article myself!"

"Already on it." He chuckled as he pulled into a small convenience store. We dashed out of the car and into the store. Once we found magazines, we went crazy looking for something Harry Styles related.

"HERE!" Mark grabbed a magazine and we hurried over to pay. We sprang off into the car and sat there as we flipped to the page with the story.

"No! Page 18!" I grumbled as I flipped back.

"There!" Mark stopped me and I gasped.

There I was; sitting with half my face covered by his blazer. A streak or two of my hair was sticking out, but, you could easily mistake me for someone else.

"Fuuuuuuccckkk...." I groaned as I ran my hands trough my hair.

"Damn... I'm keeping this as a memory." Mark laughed as he read through it.

"This can't be happening! I'm on a FUCKING MAGAZINE!"

"Hold on! Read this! Harry was seen chasing after this mysteriously attractive girl to a bench where the two talked. Did we mention he gave her HIS blazer? What a gentleman! They then proceeded to take off to the parking lot. There, the two were caught SHARING A STEAMY KISS! Watch out Directioners; Looks like there's a new girl in Harry's life!" Mark bursted into a laughing fit and threw his whole body back.

"Okay, I KNOW you added in some of that… But… WHAT?! I NEVER KISSED HIM?!" I grabbed the magazine and scanned through the page. At the bottom was a picture taken at an angle that made it seem like we were kissing.
"FUCK!" I fell back into my seat and closed my eyes shut.

No, no, no, no!

"Okay... Okay. I'm done laughing." Mark wiped away a tear and buckled himself up.
"You're so screwed if they catch you two together again." He laughed as he started the car and left.

"Don't talk to me..." I grunted as I played with my hair.
"You mind if I text him with your phone?"

"No problem. You remember his number?"

"Yeah... I might as well text Niall too." I sighed and reached for his phone. I typed their numbers and saved them before I sent each guy a text.

To: Harry
I'm on a magazine.... I'M ON A MAGAZINE! HARRY! THIS IS NOT FUN.
-A very TERRIFIED Mimi c:

To: Niall
Hey! I need to tell you something. Get back to me when you can c:
-Jamie.

"So what are you going to do now?" I thought about it for a second before answering.


"I'm gonna go incognito; new life, new name, new family. I'm thinking something like; Chachi Gonzales."

"Amazing that you came up with that quickly. I knew you were planning on running away and becoming a stripper though, so, it’s no shock.."

"Watch it..." I chuckled.

"Although... I think I've got an even better idea..." I turned and saw Mark had the smirk.


This could get interesting.

Notes

Small Filler.
Enjoy <3