She's Different

I literally forced Louis to talk but he kept on being sassy all the time and he always whine about why I had to throw him a Christmas Ball. Harry received multiple death glares from me when he wouldn't obey my orders.

Yes, I decided to be in charge. After two days, I then knew that Liam can also be immature too. They are all immature to be exact. Harry quit with all iPhone stuff and Louis didn't change along with Niall and Zayn.

Two days have already passed and I still am annoyed every single time one will talk. Zayn can
be lazy and all sleeping ugly but he's also immature. Paul, they're bodyguard, told me
everything I didn't know about the boys. Completely everything since I wasn't one of their
'dedicated' stalkers. I roll my eyes again as my brows narrowed.

"Why can't you shut up?" I glared at Louis but all he did was get back with a sassy way of
sticking out his tongue.

We're in a bus ride to a radio station company which they will be having an interview at.

"HEY I JUST MET YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY BUT HERE'S MY NUMBER SO CALL ME
CRAZYY!!!" Louis had to shout all the lyrics which song I don't know.

"Louis, shut up," Zayn said.

"I really don't like you, tbh," Louis rolled his eyes and Zayn and decided to sit down.

He's acting like a three year old who's annoying the hell out of everyone inside the car. But at
least he's not screaming some lyrics horribly.

"I don't like you too," Zayn said with still his eyes closed.

"What!? That was a joke!" Louis said acting dramatically as if a girl he loves just dumped him.

"Mine was sincere," Zayn said making Louis scream fakely and horribly in pain.

I kind of think Zayn and I would get along but I'm reffering to this type of Zayn; you do not want
to have him with his immature side. He can get annoying, irritating and you could just wish
you'd die in the middle of the situation because of how annoying his pranks can be. I roll my
eyes. I'm sitting in the center of Niall and Liam. Niall is just eating some junk while Liam decided
to check twitter.

We arrived at the area and all I could do was roll my eyes on how annoying screaming fans
from outside can be. They literally are famous; which I don't get the point why since they're all
ugly and all annoying.

"TOMMO BE MY KING WE COULD LIVE IN A CARROT HOUSE WITH CARROT
PEASANTS AND WE CAN PLANT MORE AND MORE TOGETHER!!!"

"ZAYN LOVE MEH!!!"

"HARRY LET ME TOUCH YOUR CURLS!"

"LIAM YOU ARE HOT! BE MINE!!"

"NIALL MARRY ME!! I HAVE THOUSANDS OF FOOD!!"

"WHO'S THAT FREAK WITH THE BOYS!?"

Screaming fans everywhere while some guards tried to block them. All the boys did was smile
at them and all I'm doing is to find my way inside the building. I dropped my hoodie and threw
myself in a couch. I'm exhausted, annoyed and irritated. The last thing I would want to hear is
Louis screaming lyrics of annoying songs again.

The boys were said to drop their phones to Paul, that way, there won't be any distrsctions- he
said.

"Paul, can I take them?" I tried to ask even if I really don't care.

"These are private, Kim," Paul replied placing the phones inside a bucket. I shook my head and
mentally roll my eyes. Of course, Paul doesn't know my business here. He just think that I'm a
girl who wants to be hired as a personal assistant to those 5 idiots. "Are you related to Louis?"

I opened my eyes harshly. He was serious about the question. I sent him a death glare. Why
would I be related to Louis? Louis is a total pain in the neck. If I'm not this strong, I would've
commit suicide because of how annoying he is. Seriously, I'd rather dive in an ocean full of
sharks and manta rays instead of being related to Louis.

"Well, I just thought since you're an Austin," Paul shrugged. I shrugged in reply too. Paul
excused after a couple of minutes, "I have to go have some food, do you want some?"

I shook my head. I'm a good actress. "It's okay, I'll just stay here and tweet some."

I really don't know what tweet means but I think it involves a site or a blog. I dont know, I'm not
into this teen things. Paul nodded and went to order some snacks. I then looked everywhere to
see no one stalking me. I stole the boys' phones and hid a bug on each of it before placing it
back inside the bucket or rack. I looked everywhere and no one seemed to notice; they were
laying back and closing their eyes.

Seriously, all of them must be tired.

"That was wicked!" Niall exclaimed after an hour when they had to take a break. "Slash was
awesome. I can't forget this day!"

"Yes, I never thought of meeting the Slash from Guns and Roses," Harry said getting a bottle of
water from the mini fridge. I spotted oreos and quickly grabbed them. I have to live, of course.

Zayn's not in the room right now and well, screaming fans are still heard from here. I shrugged
before taking a cookie. Niall looked at me with a blank expression, Liam started to lean on the
wall to take a little nap while Louis stood there giving me a confused expression or shall I say,
icky expression.

"Monstas are not allowed to eat oreos," Louis mumbled. I shot him a glare and he just shrugged
pretending to be innocent.

After that the boys had to come out on stage again and after several hours they're already
done. The concert took 4 hours to be exact. Really, I thought it was a radio company taping but
then I was corrected to find myself in one of the rooms inside an arena. The boys had 3 10
minute breaks covered by some intermissions from staffs and the whole time, I was just playing
with my phone. Now the boys are planning to go on in an 'adventure' as Harry had called.

"I think it wont be safe if you guys go out," I shrugged pretending to care.

"Why?" Zayn asked. He was really into this adventure thing.

"Paps, fans, creeps and etcetera," I shrugged again before pulling my cap lower.

"Ha! I have a great idea!" Niall pointed his index finger up and my brow rose. The boys flipped
their heads to his direction and asked by means of facial expressions. "We can take Kimberly
to a bar!"

"What? No!" I hate bars. The loud and noisy club music on the background, drunk people,
people getting wasted, the stench of alcohol all over, people pushing you and grinding at each
other in the spotlight all wasted, some maniacs flirting harshly, and some making out? I'd rather
get drunk in my own. But I'm not that stupid to get myself wasted.

"But why? The clubs here are amazing. I probably guess you're 19 or 20 already. The drinking
age here's 18," Liam shrugged. I shot him a glare.

"Can't we go to the bar without her?" I can imagine Louis rolling his eyes. I looked at him who,
for once, was just leaning his back against the wall.

"Can we eat already?" Niall stole our attention, "I'm hungry."

"Of course you are, you're always hungry," I could also imagine Zayn rolling his eyes.

"Louis and I are just going out to have an unplanned meet and greet," Harry said after seconds
of staring at Louis. They had to have this 'conversation' going on without opening their mouths.

"We can just order pizza, Niall. We don't know if fans are still outside," Liam suggested to Niall.

"Okay, just hurry it up I'm fuckin hungry," Niall said rubbing his stomach. I rolled my eyes.

Zayn managed to get his phone out of the bucket. Liam and Niall followed and Liam also picked
up Harry and Louis' phone. I didn't pay attention after that and just stared at the wall. I didn't
want to talk to any of them. I was thinking about this mission.

A loud thump was heard and we all went to the stage to find out what had caused that thump. I
looked at them. Harry and Louis just raced themselves and jumped up the stage to avoid the
fans. I rolled my eyes. This is so pathetic.

"Why have an 'unexpected meet and greet' without calling Paul?"

"With Paul there won't be any fun," Louis said. They laughed and laughed and laughed and
laughed and oh shit. I just noticed this:

There was a guy sitting like a ninja on top of some rails above. The person above figured that I
was staring at him that caused him to shook his head naughtily before running away. Shit. A
spy in a One Direction concert? I shook my head.

After Six Boxes of Pizza and ketchup messed up all over the place, the boys manager along
with Paul announced that the boy could have a 4-day off, but to my request, non will be leaving
to go to their homes. Their family can visit them of course but I didn't plan on seperating these
five idiots dumbledore had ordered me to watch over.

"Hello, Kim," Harry joined me in the living room. I nodded and acted as if he wasn't there at all. I
didn't bother myself to take a glace at him. I just stuck my eyes on the TV where in Titanic was
the movie playing.

"Aren't you gonna cry?" Harry asked when we got to the part where in Jack was freezing while
telling Rose she could have babies and then watch them grow. So icky and corny of course.

"Aren't you gonna stop acting like a creep?" I retorted after I shook my head. I've been
watching Titanic 8 times before, that makes this my 9th and I haven't cried because of this.
Never in my life have I cry for a stupid movie where in they trick you, make you emotional and
gain all the proceeds.

Harry didn't answer but I hear him chuckle moments after. I looked at my wrist watch and
scrunched my nose. It's already 3 am in the morning. I wanted to ask Harry if he's sleepy or
something but I suggested to shut my mouth and not care. The suggestion worked better and I
love the silent treatment going inside the room.

I stood up and walked my way to the kitchen where in I got a can of Soda from the fridge. I
heard a door open and I paced near the stairs where I saw Niall was walking down. Liam and
Louis were sitting there, moments after Liam decided to slide and sit beside Harry while
checking out Twitter instead of the movie.

"I'm hungry," I hear Niall mummble. I roll my eyes and opened my can.

"I think McDonalds here are 24/7," I shrugged that made Niall's face obviously light up.

"Yes, I think so. Time Square isn't the only place where McDonalds are 24/7," Louis
sarcastically said from upstairs. I glared at him which he aslo replied and then walked his way
down.

After that, I just heard a gunshot. Nobody seemed to notice. They weren't panicking of
something. The gunshot was obviously from somewhere far but I need to know who made this.
We're in a house where the city is further than the woods. And I would love to hear a wolf's
howl instead of a gun shot which obviously is in the woods. I mean, who shoots animals in this
type of night?

I narrowed my eyebrows when I saw a man's shadow from outside. I picked up the pen lying
on the table and I got the receipt from the ordered pizza from my pocket. I started to draw the
man's figure.

"I'm going to go to McDonalds, mate," I flipped my attention to Niall who was close to the door.
"Whoa." Niall was just holding the door knob when I threw the pen on his direction. It stuck on
the door near Niall's hand. Niall let go of the door knob and made two steps backward.

"How'd you do that?" Liam asked.

"That is wicked." Harry mummbled, also amazed by the pen hitting on the door and sticking on
there.

I ignored Liam's question and Harry's astonished mummble until Louis spoke. "I knew you were
a killer!" I shot him a death glare making him lift up both of his hands near his head like those
who were in the movies where in the bad guys surrender.

"Niall do me a favor and just cook something from the fridge," I said to him and grabbed my
coat.

In this situation, I'd be so dumb to stay inside the guys' flat instead of walking to find the man

that the shadow belong to.
"I'm too lazy to cook and I want fries," Niall whined.

"Then make someone cook something else!" I shouted as I ran upstairs to wake Zayn up.

"We have a 4 day off, don't ruin that. Holy fck, it's still 3 am," Zayn said and grabbed another
pillow from the other bed and covered his head with it.

"Zayn, I don't freaking care if you go downstairs to sleep," I yelled.

"I don't feel like standing up," Zayn said under the pillows. I harshly grabbed the pillow making
him groan in annoyance. I threw his phone at his back making him groan again. I don't care if I
threw an iPhone at him. He can buy much more.

"Go down!"

Zayn was at the tip of being frustrated and then stomped his way down. I jumped down and
landed straight before running to the door.

"Liam! You're in charge! Don't fail me."

Notes