3 days earlier

3 days ago.
I laughed when we walked in another strange-looking street again. Were we still in London? Hard to believe. Ann had been looking on the map, and I now released that that had never been a good idea. However, we were lost. It must have looked stupid; two Dutch girls with a huge map in the middle of London, lost. I had not been scared. I still wasn’t. Ann pointed at a place on the map now. As I had to believe her, we were just a few streets away of Trafelguer Square, where we had just been. I heard voices. Man voices. Now I was scared. I had seen too much CSI and horror films to feel relaxed now. The voices came closer, and five boys were coming round the corner. Ann was still looking at the map, puzzled, but relaxed. I wasn’t. I quietly touched her arm to say we were not alone anymore. She looked up from the map. And then she started blushing. She leaned to me and said; ‘One Direction! One Direction’. My heart skipped a beat. One Direction? Was she joking? I looked better at these five boys now. They were at least twenty metres away from us, but I saw Ann was right. I recognised them. They were wearing caps to hide their faces, their beautiful faces, but even if they had worn a costume of a lion or something , I would have recognised them. I couldn’t believe it; One Direction.