Chapter 23

(A/N: Sorry it's been a while lovelies, been busy like crazaaaaay!!!! ANYWHO, let's update this chiz, yeah? And if you have ideas for this, like for my next chapter, please don't hesitate to comment, I'm sorta in the writer's block zone...)

Chapter 23 :D

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Jesse's POV

"Come on, boys! Focus!!!" One of the stage managers shouted, getting some of us to jolt some, it was quite loud, in my opinion.

Louis only stuck his tongue out, crossing his arms as an angry expression, but he looked more like a sass person from Doncaster, oh wait.

"Louis, you know how Modest runs for you guys, yeah?" The man lowered his clipboard, one arm hanging down.

"Mhm, I sure do." Louis faked yawned, tapping his foot to add on to his dispute.

"They can surely kick you out of One Direction in seconds if you don't get your act straight."

"Then there would be no One Direction, if Louis isn't in it, neither am I." Harry commented back.

"All of us lads stick together." Niall's thick Irish accent echoed. 

Liam and Zayn just looked at each other for a quick moment, shrugging just a bit.

"Just behave, boys." The man shook his head, walking towards the backstage.

"Louis, one day you'll pluck them too far." I came down from the huge drum set.

"I couldn't agree more." Zayn slung an arm over my shoulder, nodding his head.

"He's probably just having a stressful day, psh, I wasn't being THAT bad." Louis waved his hand, rolling his eyes right after.

"Erm, Lou?" Liam stared at Louis.

"Yes, Li?"

"You pulled a prank on most of the stage managers, how is that NOT bad?" Liam tilted his head, spread his legs apart, and crossed his arms, staring down at Louis.

"I mean...they weren't terribly bad." Louis stomped his foot.

"When is rehersals over with?" I questioned, getting everyone off of the subject, oops.

"Should be in a few minutes, unless they force us to stay back, though that might strain our vocals for such a long time." Zayn replied, rubbing his throat afterwards, then he removed his arm, which Harry actually breathed in a deep breath when I stared over at him.

Was he holding it in, as in anger?

"I'm really hungryyyyy." Niall whined, leaning on Liam as he rubbed his tummy over his shirt.

"You just ate during the last break..." Harry furrowed his eye brows.

"That was a long time ago thoughhh." Niall groaned.

"It was ten minutes ago." I said quietly, wondering if maybe there was something very wrong with him.

"So? That's like ten years to me!" Niall jumped up and down.

"Save your jumping for the concerts, mate, let's just leave." Louis held Niall by his shoulders to keep him from jumping anymore.

"I don't think we can...just leave, can we?" I questioned, looking back at the backstage.

I heard feet start stomping, I turned to see all of the boys running towards the exit. What?!

"Wait!!!" I called out, only going so quick because they were all super fast.

"Ugh! You boys are too crazy!" I yelled once I had gotten outside of the building.

Now where are they?

"Boys?!" I called out to them, cupping my mouth so it could be louder, gah.

"Seriously, this isn't 'funny.'" I quoted a word, walking towards the car we had came in.

I saw all of them pop up from the inside, slowly driving up ahead, I crossed my arms.

"Really?"

They all started smiling and laughing, waving me to get in.

I came closer, about to grab the door handle until the car moved up a couple of feet.

What!!!

I groaned, hurrying to get to the door, but they kept driving up further every time I would reach out to it.

"Fine! I can call a cab, whatever!" I pulled out my cell phone, going onto the Safari on my iPhone. 

"Taxi number's." I mumbled as I typed it in, it searched from my location so it would be easier.

"Oh come on, get in already, we're going out." Harry stuck his head out of the window.

"No, go ahead, I'm calling for a cab." I motioned them away from me, walking slowly as the number had dialed on my cell phone.

"This is London's Taxi Cab Service, how may I help you today?" A woman had answered, wow.

"Erm, yes. I'd like to get a cab, my location is-" The phone was taken out of my hands, Harry was right next to me.

"Nevermind, we have found a ride, but thank you, have a nice day!" Harry ended the phone call, handing it back to me.

"Come on, we just like to play around." Harry threw me over his shoulder, putting me into the big car.

"You guys are so immature." I giggled, slouching down some in the seat.

"So we've been told." Liam chuckled, even he does this weird, immature stuff just like the other boys, but I guess it's pretty hilarious to see them all be this way.

"Guess who's the oldest." Zayn smirked.

"Is it you?" I asked, thinking about it, wouldn't it be him? He seems like he would be the oldest.

"Ha no." Zayn scoffed, shaking his head, then chuckling.

"I think you should guess again." Liam laughed.

"Liam- no wait, Niall? No, Liam." I said, looking between them.

"Nope." Harry smiled.

"I know it can't be you or Louis..." I shook my head.

"It's me, LOVE!!! IT'S MEEEE!" Louis shook me before driving off.

"So wait, who's the second oldest?"

"Me." Zayn smirked.

"Third?"

"Me, then Niall, then Harry, but Harry is a year younger than Zayn, Niall, and me." Liam explained.

"Wow, okay, so from youngest- Harry, Niall, Liam, Zayn, then Louis?" I was a little confused but hoping to get it right.

"Yes." Liam nodded.

"Wait! Louis! You're the oldest! WHAT, the world makes no sense now..." I jumped up from the seat, throwing my hands in the air not so high up considering we're in a car.

"Yeah..." Liam trailed off.

"We might just have to pull the car over, this world is so wrong now."

"Oh come on!!! I'm not that bad!!!" Louis pouted.

"I am...shocked, like literally shocked." I gasped, then laughing as the boys shook their heads.

"What's all of your middle names?"

"Are we seriously going to ask us all of these questions now? Great."

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