Live While We're Criminals (Niall Horan and Justin Bieber)

Hey!!! I know, I was going to update yesterday, but 抖阴社区 was having some problems, so I didn’t bother :/ I have SOOO much hw! I’m going to be like working all day on it! I don’t want to go back to school :’( I want to stay home and just be in my bed all day, while I read fanfics! Doesn’t that sound good?! :D it does to me! Haha! Enjoy Chapter 12!!Oh and PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT!!!!!!! :) xx – Denny

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Chapter 12

Allison

                Almost there… Just a couple more steps…

                The red exit sign faced me, blinking on and off. I need to get out of here. My luggage is no longer important, what’s important is getting out of here. I could always buy myself new clothes, besides everything I need is in my leather backpack, which is with me.

                I took the last couple of steps, and I was out the door. It was afternoon, here in L.A., and the sun was shining brightly. I covered my eyes, protecting them from the sun’s rays. I searched my backpack, with my free hand for my sunglasses, and put them on. Much better.

                L.A. looks exactly like Chicago, except different… L.A. seems more cheerful and happy. There’s definatly more colors in this city. In Chicago, everything was sort of grey… The buildings looked old, and all the people did, was get to work and then go home from work. Here, most people were enjoying their day. Some people were walking their dogs, and others were just playing with their children. Both cities are alike though. They’re built in the exact same structure of tall buildings… Everywhere.

                “Where are you going!?” someone asked behind me. I jumped suddenly and turned around. My arm was automatically reaching for my leather boot. Except, the person in front of me wasn’t a threat… It’s just one of the five members of One Direction. I sighed in relief, and straightened up. The teenage guy had brown straight hair. He had nice tall cheek bones that outlined his entire face. His hair was to the side, almost like Justin Bieber’s old hairstyle. Almost. I wonder if Justin survived the bomb too… Wait, what do I care?

                “Um… I have somewhere I need to be…” I said. My voice was uncertain of what I just said. My lying wasn’t doing me any justice right now.

                “Right… Well… Aren’t you at least going to get your stuff?” He asked. His head was slightly tilted. There was utter confusion written all over his face. There’s a small wind, which blew my hair, probably making it more of a mess than it already is. The guy’s clothes seemed to just dance along with the wind. They look expensive. Calvin Clein? Maybe… He was wearing white long pants, with a normal grey T-Shirt. Oh now I remember! He’s the one that everyone said he wears strips! I read that on a magazine somewhere… Strangely I haven’t seen him wear any strips in person before.

                “Um… No… I don’t have any. I came here with only my backpack,” I lied. I turned my shoulders slightly to emphasize the backpack. As if he hadn’t seen it already.

                “Right, ok. Whatever you say. Can you at least wait for us?” His eyes started getting rounder, forming a puppy dog face. I looked at him for a couple of minutes. His face never changed, he almost looked like he wasn’t blinking at all.

                “Ugh. Fine! But I’ll wait for you guys at the Starbucks over there,” I said, pointing behind me. The guy’s eyes traveled behind me, following my finger. He turned towards me, his lips now a thin line. Almost as if he was disapproving my decision. I thought he was going to protest, but he simple nodded his head. I smiled at him and extended my hand towards him.