Just part of the band

I do a slight smile and run over to my parents, looking around for Reagan, if she noticed it was One Direction I was talking to, I would surely die.
“Hi mom!” I say, my voice a little wavy since I’m nervous of what she’s going to say next.
“Hey Ky, so, those are the guys?” She points to them, and Harry smiles at her, I roll my eyes and Zayn waves also. I nod, and she turns back to me, a bit of worry in her eyes, “Are they in a gang?”
I’m about ready to slap her now, but, she’s my mom, and we’re in public, and, we’re ten feet away from a large pop group. “No! Of course not!’
My mom raises an eyebrow at my quickly reply, “Hm...ok...well, tell them to dress better and to get rid of the glasses next time I see them.” She points over to Louis, “Especially him, his are huge.”
I chuckle a little and smile at her, “Ok.” I turn serious for my next question. “But, where’s Reagan?”
“Oh, she’s in the bathroom, she and your dad are going mini-golfing while we go home and get ready to go to the radio station.” She says and starts walking forward.
I run a bit in front of her and stop, putting a finger in her chest, “You’re really coming with us? I thought you were just chaperoning.”
“Yes, I’m the fun mom, remember?” She replies and I sigh, my parents are probably one of the weirdest in England right now.
We stop at the boys, “On-boys, meet my mother.” I say, stopping myself from saying One Direction, mom mustn’t know, she might get really mad, or ok with it, but, I don’t want to figure out.
The shake hands with her, saying their greetings. “Nice to meet you guys, I’m Mrs. Soloist.” I smile and notice that Reagan and my dad were heading toward the exit, which was on my right side, that meant they had to walk past us.
They hopefully didn’t notice and left, only when I get a vibration in my thigh from my phone. I take it out quickly to see who the text is from, my dad. I can tell that it’s Reagan who texted, my dad never abbreviates. Hey Ky got ur payback w/ me rite now....go home...*evil eyes*
I start to get a little nervous, what’s the payback anyway? I know it can’t get that bad, since it’s from an 11 year old who thought a fish was a balloon.....underwater.
The boys are talking to my mom, but, I can see Zayn trying to scoot over to near me. I smile at him and he’s next to me soon, my mom notices and gives me a curious eyebrow, I shake my head, a gesture meaning that we’re not dating.
“Honey, I’ve agreed with Liam here that they’ll drop us off at our house and then pick us up when we’re ready. So, that means they’re coming over for a few minutes, did you clean your room before we left?” She asks and I sigh, I can see Niall giggling now while Louis is doing a mouth-laughing motion, Harry smiling next to him, laughing in his eyes.
I roll my eyes at them, “Yes, I did mom. But anyway, why’d you ask me that? They’re not going in my room, for anything.”
Harry looks at me with a saddened face, as though he had wanted to come in my room or something. My mom replies before I can say anything to the curly haired lad, “you never know, you might need them to get your purse, or something. but otherwise, they never ever be in your room, got it?” I nod and she flashes around to face the guys, “Got it?”
They nod, surprised by her sudden harshness. “Now, where is your car?” Liam smiles kindly and starts walking the way back to Aeropostale. We all follow him, as we’re walking down toward the exit, Niall appears by my side. What is with these guys and coming randomly at my side?
I smile at the blonde Irish lad, “Hey Niall, what’s up?” Oh gosh, that’s a stupid question, of course I know what’s up.
Niall smiles too, his braces shining. “Nothing, walking to the car with the boys and their friend and her mom. Her mom’s a bit weird, but, so is everyone.”
I giggle, but it’s true. I see Zayn in the corner of my eyes...blushing!? Wait, what!? You can’t tell me he blushed! At me though? But I’m only here for a few more weeks, we can’t date.....or can we? I mean, I like him...a lot.....should we date? Would he ask my out? No, of course not, he’s a superstar, while I’m that clumsy girl he met on the plane.
Zayn looks at me and I blush at him too, he’s really nice and good looking, but, the tabloids already know about me, here’s the question again, would dating him make that better....or worse?
“C’mon Kylee and Zayn!” Niall calls from ahead of us, and I’m surprised, he had moved from my side to five feet in front of us like lightening. I run forward, Zayn now by my side we stop at the exit of the mall and he, surprisingly, opens the door for me. I blush a deeper colour and walk in first, he’s soon behind me. As I’m walking into the parking lot, I start to get amazed how they didn’t get noticed, but, other people probably had the same suspicions as my mom.
Liam is already like 30 feet away from the car, Louis and Harry a little behind, looking at something Louis had bought, while Niall is creeping up around 5 feet behind the two, snickering lightly, it’s obvious he wants to tackle one of them. I roll my eyes as Liam hits the keys and the lights of a dark blue van flash on, gosh, my mom sure does know her suspicions. Liam opens the side door for my mom to get in and she says something, most likely about the car colour.
Liam just replies and smiles, he’s heading around the back to get to get to his seat, just as Niall tackles Harry from behind. Harry, partly blind because of Niall, runs into Louis, who, alarmed, yet being his own immature self, hugs both of them and moves them to the car.
When I can’t see them anymore, I exchange glances with Zayn, and sprint forward. I’m going unexpectedly faster than the ‘full of abs’ guy and stop in front of the car first. I smirk and hear a call from Louis, even though I’m at the door, “Come on lovebirds! We’ve been waiting in here for an hour!”
I jump in as Harry responds, being smart, “Lou, it’s only been half-a-minute.” I’m uneasy at the sudden darkness of the inside of the car, and it takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust, I’m going to walk to my seat, just as I get pushed in from behind.
I get up and fix my hair to see Zayn above me, smirking like the idiot he is. I hit his leg, “Meany!” And get up, heading toward the back, where Niall’s laughing his bum off.
I walk over and sit next to him in the back, Zayn sits on my other wise, which is the left. “What was that for?” I prompt at Zayn, and he’s still having a happy smile.
“You were taking too long,” is all he says and I push him again, making Louis turn around from his seat in the middle of the car, Harry next to him, but in a separate seat.
“Aww, the lovey-doves having a fight?” Lou jokes and I’m ready to hit him too, it was funny at first, but, he shouldn’t say that too much.
I turn my head over to Niall, “He usually like this?”
Niall nods, “That’s our Lou-” he pauses, remembering that, to stop suspicions of them being One Direction, Louis had called himself Lewis instead of Louis. “Our Lewis.”
I sigh as the radio turns on, my mom must be finished telling Liam our address, because we’re now driving out of the parking lot with the radio on.
“Why didn’t we take my car? It’s way better than this one, Paul needs a new car.” Harry comments, bending down and grabbing something out of one of Louis’ bags, he unwraps it and starts eating.
Niall’s eyes light up as he starts unwrapping it, “What kind of food is that?”
Harry moves to the left, the other side of Niall, “Nothing.” He whispers and I hear a crunch.
Niall moves forward, and I notice his hood is starting to fall off, I pull it forward, but too hard, because it moves back as his hands are trying to get to Niall’s food.
“Hey! What’s going on back there?” Liam calls "Nothing Liam!" i yell to him and Niall flashes back toward me, his head almost hits mine, but I move it fast before it can. I turn it back to him as we get on a quick stop, and my head, instead of moving forward, it moves to the right, closer to Niall and our lips almost meet.

Notes

Cliff hangers are my fav