"Let's go in here!" Louis shouted, grabbing my hand and dragging me into Victoria's Secret.
I pulled my hand out of his grasp and walked out. "You can, but I'm not."
He pouted at me before returning to his previous spot next to Zayn.
Louis had whined and complained for two hours until I finally agreed to go shopping with them, and I really regretted the choice.
I should have left Harry's flat when I had the chance.
"Maybe we should let Lina choose where she shops?" suggested Niall from my right side.
I wouldn't let anybody but Harry call me Angel, and the boys didn't want to call me Evan because it's too "masculine", so Niall suggested Lina and it worked, so everybody but Harry calls me Lina now.
"I like that idea!" I said, raising my hand. "Let's let Lina choose!"
I lead them into a busy store, which probably wasn't the best idea.
"Lina?" one of them called out. I turned around to see Zayn behind me. "Busy store, familiar faces."
I nodded, realizing what he meant and walked away, choosing a mostly deserted store instead.

By lunchtime, I had bought two hoodies, six shirts, five pairs of jeans, three pairs of shorts, one skirt, two jackets, seven pairs of shoes (yes, I like my shoes), one backpack, one purse, and two wallets. I would've bought more, but Niall decided he was hungry.
"Why do you need two wallets anyway?" Zayn asked when we sat down to eat our greasy, completely unhealthy fried food from McDonalds.
"She always buys more than one wallet. An 'emergencies only' wallet that has her debit cards, a 'spend' wallet that has a ton of cash, a 'save' wallet that she puts three pounds - or dollars, depending on where she is - in for every item she buys, and a 'fake' wallet that is similar to her 'emergencies' only wallet," Harry explained. The others just looked at him as if he had spoken pig latin.
"Emergencies, spend, save, fake. Write it down if you must," I said before biting into my Big Mac. I had already scraped off the "special sauce" that they put on, because that stuff tastes nasty.
"That's actually pretty smart!" says Niall.
Liam turned toward him. "You understood that?" he said incredulously.
"Well, yeah," Niall said before biting into his second Big Mac.
My phone started playing "It's Not Me It's You" by Skillet, and I immediately hit the ignore button once I found it in my bag.
"What song was that?" Louis asked.
"Yeah. I've never heard that one," Harry echoed.
"'It's Not Me It's You' by Skillet," I answered, shoving my iPhone back in my bag. "I use it as a ringtone for people that I don't like so I can ignore them."
"I need to get that ringtone!" Louis declared before biting into whatever the heck he ordered. The others nodded in agreement.
"Well, I guess I can send it to you guys or something," I said, shrugging. "But I'll do it later. Right now, I'm hungry."

Two backpacks, three purses, four wallets, eight pairs of Converse shoes, two pairs of heels, three pairs of Toms shoes, one pair of flats, seven hoodies, two jackets, one vest, 17 shirts, four skirts, four pairs of leggings, six pairs of jeans, and four pairs of shorts (total) later, Harry and I were in the parking lot, loading all the shopping bags into his Range Rover while the others were getting more food when we were suddenly surrounded by flashing lights and shouting people.
"Harry! Who's this?"
"What's your name?"
"Harry is this your new girlfriend?"
"Do you like pickles?"
"Is this the girl you were talking about on the Alan Carr show?"
"What about bananas? Do you like bananas?"
People were grabbing my hoodie and pulling me to them, trying to get a glimpse of my face or something. Questions were being shouted into my ear and I couldn't find Harry. I stumbled through the crowd of flashing lights and shouting people, trying to find him, but I just kept getting pushed farther into the thickening crowd.
"Angel?! Evangeline?!" I heard Harry shout. He sounded far away, as if he were shouting through a tunnel. Black dots swarmed my vision, fading in and out.
"Lina?!" I heard the other boys shout, but they sounded far away, too.
I had the strangest feeling, as if I was falling. I felt something hard underneath me, but I couldn't register what it was. I stared up at the sky, which was marred by flashing lights and moving people. My back suddenly hurt, although I didn't know why. I hadn't fallen, had I? I tried to see where I was, but I must have been going through a tunnel, because all I could see was a small prick of light.
"Lina?! Evangeline! Evangeline!"
"Angel! Where are you?!"
"MOVE!" someone shouted. It was a gruff, distant voice. I didn't recognize it. That was the last thing I heard.
Then I blacked out.

Notes

My sister got confirmed today. I had a LONG day. Sorry that I haven't been updating recently. I don't really have an excuse, but I just am out of energy.

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