Something to Believe In
part
10:
We all walked out, and Niall asked,
“Is everything okay?”
“Brilliant!” Danielle said, she had a strong
personality, but not overpowering, which was a nice change.
“Yea, we’re good.” Jordan said, and Zayn looked
at me and opened his mouth to say something, when Louis cut him
off.
“Let’s do first round boys versus girls, we’ll
go easy on you.” He winked at Eleanor, and she playfully
shoved him.
“Alright, we’ll see how this goes.” Jordan
said, and we put on the chest pads that had the laser sensors in
them, and glasses they gave us that resembled the 3D goggles you
got when you were at the movies. We each got a laser gun,
and they released us into opposite ends of the arena, and we
decided to pair off, but it ended up being me with Eleanor and
Jordan with Danielle. It was hard not to make things
incredibly awkward, but Eleanor was nice, and we were having a
quiet discussion, when she hushed me, and we heard footsteps, and
Harry’s loud laughter. As they came across the
corner, I shot Harry, and his vest lit up, when Louis shot me,
and Eleanor shot Louis, and ran away.
A short while later, Danielle came up with Jordan, with Niall,
Zayn, and Liam’s chests glowing from getting shot with the
laser.
“Did the girls just win this round?” Danielle
asked.
“Yea, I was shot though.” I laughed, and Jordan shook
her head at me.
“It was a sacrifice kill, she got Harry, Louis got her, and
I got Louis.” Eleanor explained.
“Rookie mistake.” Zayn whispered under his breath as
he walked by me, and I came back and said,
“Look who’s talking.” And he smiled.
“Let’s make this interesting.” Liam said, and
we all turned to face him.
“Let’s partner up, and whoever
wins…”
“Will get an extra special American surprise from Jordan
and me.” I said,
“Well what if one of the two Americans wins?” Niall
asked.
“Then they’ll get an extra special surprise from
Danielle and myself.” Eleanor volunteered.
“BRING IT ON!” Louis shouted, as he wrapped his arm
around Eleanor and said, “Partner!”
“I call Danielle!” Liam said,
“Well I want the Irish one!” Niall said.
“Niall, you’re the only Irish one here.” Harry
said, and patted his back.
“No, Jordan! Her last name is Ireland! So I want that Irish
one!” and we all laughed.
“We’ll triple up and have Harry on our team!”
Louis said, and I looked up at Zayn.
“Well looks like you’re stuck with the weakest
link.” He smiled, and everyone separated to strategize.
“I wouldn’t call it stuck.”
“Really, what would you call it then?”
“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, and I
couldn’t help but smile back at him, and I shook my head
back into focus.
“Okay, how are we going to win this?”
“Let’s just hide until everyone gets each other out,
and then we’ll attack.”
“Deal.” I said, and we ran to the back of the course,
and sat in a corner close together so we weren’t able to be
seen.
We sat there for about twenty minutes, giggling and whispering
and shhhing each other when we thought someone was coming, then
we heard Harry yell,
“Where’s Zayn and Lauren?” And we both
looked at each other. We stood up and snuck quietly to the
front, where everyone was standing in a circle, with
everyone’s vest lit up apart from Harry.
“How did Harry manage to not get hit?” I whispered to
Zayn, and he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. I snuck
around the corner, in position to hit Harry from behind, when
Danielle saw me, and completely interrupted the conversation and
shot me.
“Shoot.” I said, and walked into the
group. I tried to distract everyone so Zayn could have his
chance, when everyone ran to where I came from. I heard a
feminine scream, most likely from Louis, and Zayn came back with
his vest lit up.
“Sorry, I messed it up.” He smiled and shook his
head.
“It’s alright, I left my gun back where we were
hiding anyways.” And everyone laughed.
“How do you forget your gun?” Liam asked, and he
shrugged. We all walked out into the lobby where Paul was
waiting.
“What time is it?” Zayn asked me.
“It’s 11.” Paul answered.
“We have a signing tomorrow morning, but other than that,
we’re free for the rest of the day.” Zayn said, and
we circled up again.
“Okay, well there’s a Phillies game tomorrow night,
if you’re interested in going.”
“Is that baseball?” Niall asked.
“Yes,” Jordan laughed, and I said,
“My friend has tickets that she said we could use, if you
all want to go. It’s one of the best ways to see
Philly. There’s funny people, crazy stories, and really
good food.”
“I’m in.” Niall said, and we all laughed.
“Sounds fun.” Harry said, and Danielle nodded her
head.
“Now I’m interested, we wanna go, right
Liam?”
“Of course.”
“We’ll come too.” Eleanor said, as Louis stood
with his arms around her.
“Sounds like a lot of fun!” Zayn said to me, and I
pulled my phone out and asked,
“Alright, who should I call to schedule details
with.”
“Here, I’ll text myself from your phone.” Zayn
said, taking my phone from my hand, and typing quickly.
I’m pretty sure I saw Niall steal Jordan’s phone from
her hand, but I wasn’t entirely sure.
“We can meet at our hotel, and you can take us from there,
Miss ‘Souphilly.’” Zayn smiled at me, and
handed me my phone back.
“Hey, don’t make fun of the accent.”
“I actually love it.” He said, and I shook my
head.
“But it’s just so, American.” I laughed.
“No, you have your own spin on it. And hey, I’m
not used to American accents, so I like it.” He laughed,
and we all walked out. Zayn walked over to my car, and I
stood in front of the driver’s door, as he said,
“Thank you for everything today. It’s really
nice to meet someone so incredibly down to earth. I know
it’s hard with all we have to do.” He said, and
leaned his shoulder against the car, bringing himself eye level
to me.
“I’m glad you had fun. Tomorrow will be
hilarious. You’ll meet some of the craziest people
you’ve ever met. It’s going to be fun.” I
smiled, and he mirrored mine.
“Can’t wait.” He said, and I heard their car
start.
“Oops, don’t want them to leave without me!”
and he quickly picked me up into a hug, and kissed my cheek,
before he ran off to their car, and shouted a goodbye before he
shut his door, and I just leaned back against the car as I saw
Jordan running toward my car. What the hell just
happened?