Baby I'm Gone Gone Gone

Rachel's POV:

Dad jumped out of the limo as soon as it pulled up. I thought he was going to hug me, but instead he yanked me into the building. My uncles and mom following us along with the massive guys.

"Shut the shades!" Yelled Uncle Zayn at the manager. He nodded and shut them quickly. "Lock the doors!" Ordered Uncle Zayn.

The manager did and we were safe from view. Now my dad enveloped me in a hug. It was near none crushing. "Never ever lie to me again! Im so glad you're ok." He said, holding me close.

"I won't dad. Im sorry." I told him. He released me, and my mom caught me in a hug. When she at last released me I was squished in a group hug with all my uncles. "GUYS I NEED TO BREATH!!!" I yelled.

Finally the hugging ended. "How do we get back to our car?" Asked Uncle Niall, pressing his ear to the door. Uncle Harry followed this. "There must be nearly a hundred paparazzi!!"

"I can't keep this place locked up forever. I have to pay the bills." Complained the manager. Uncle Liam reached into his pocket and slammed a wad of money onto the counter.

"You're that band One Direction arent you?" Continued the manager. "Yes." Replied Uncle Niall hastily. This guywas interrupting a lot.

"My daughters obsessed with you. Mind if i get a picture?" He asked. "No!" Replied Dad so fast. This guy knew who they were and here I was.....snap.

The manager grumbled something an walked into the back. "we need to find someway out." Groaned Uncle Harry. "We could have the body guards encircle us. We walk around Rachel. Rachel keeps her head low." Suggests Mom.

No matter how stupid this idea may seem, it was our only option. We left the resteraunt, and I was practically crawling on the ground. Somehow we made it to our car.

I went to bed straight when we got home. I had no IMs, I hope Trevor was ok. I quickly fell asleep.

"RACHEL!!!" Screamed a voice, snapping me awake. My eyes fluttered open, and I found it was morning. "Rachel! Oh Rachel!" Shouted my dad sounding weird.

I rushed from my room. He was holding a newspaper and 2 magazines. I sped down the railing of the stairs. My heart stopped when I saw the articles.

"Mystery Girl hugged by Louis and Eleanor!"
"Does Louis have a kid in the picture?"

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