Shreya's POV:

We used the water rides first. Sliding down the long water slides and bumping into each other by the plastic tubes. We were being kids. The lads and lasses were relaxed since no one identified them and there were no paparazzi.

We were all hungry and soaked wet. They wouldn't allow us into the food court unless and otherwise we changed so we hurried towards the changing rooms to swap our clothes. The guys went ahead of us and got us food ready on the table.

Perrie slipped near Zayn and El made a que to sit beside Louis. Danielle was already laying her head on Liam's shoulder. I sat beside Harry quietly. 

"Hey love"He greeted his voice coming hoarse.

"Hey shonaputter!" I giggled.

"What does that mean?" He chuckled.

"Ask gold di" I smiled widely.

"I'll remember but you're a weirdo,my weirdo" He put his arms around my shoulder and pulled me close nuzzling his nose in my hair.

"Diya,I think I'll agree on your offer to find a table for us singles" An Irish accent voiced gaining our attention.

"Why?" Louis asked.

"Well master of doncasta! None of you can keep your hands off your girls" Niall whined.

"I agree,Niall" Diya who was seated beside him patted his shoulder with sympathy.

"Okay,we'll behave" Zayn raised his hands up in surrender.

"Is this the Bradford bad boy speaking?" Perrie taunted him.

"What if it is" He raised an eyebrow.

It was a matter of seconds before we heard camera clicking sounds after Perrie pressed her lips on Zayn's.

"Shit! We've to rush" Paul appeared behind me and Harry.

"Why? What happened?" Stephen asked getting up.

"Some local tabloids identified little mix and confirmed it a while ago" Paul informed him.

"Any other damage?" Diya asked getting up switching on her phone.

"They've photos of Zayn and Perrie kissing" He shook his head in disapproval.

"Don't worry, Paul. I'll take care" She walked away from us fiddling with her phone.

Paul ushered us to the van before anyone could even get a chance to mob us.We sat quietly with panic written crystal clear in our face.Stephen and Rahul were out with Diya.They wouldn't let me go because people may recognise me too.

Paul climbed into the bus and the driver started the van.

"Paul,where are they?" I asked.

"I don't know,Shreya. They told me to take you guys to a address." He responded with a frown.

"Show me the address" I asked. He passed over his phone to me. As I read the message my lips curved up on it's own.

"It's the best for now" I beamed.

"Why?"He asked not letting the frown go.

"You'll see" I smiled warmly. He shrugged and settled in the seat before me.

Harry reached out for my hand.I gave it a gentle squeeze before he placed it on his lap playing with our entwined fingers.

The van came to a abrupt halt in front of two big black gates. The security jogged towards the driver's side.I quickly sprang up from my seat and went near the driver's seat.

"Name and purpose?" The security asked the driver.

He was a familiar face. "Shreya" I responded.

"Shreya mam? Is that you? It has been a long time.Two minutes mam"He replied and quickly ran to the gates and the gates slided to the sides.

"What was that?" Eleanor frowned.

"Familiar" I shrugged.

The van drove through the drive way and stopped in front of a big mansion.I was quick as lightning to rush out of the bus.The three idiots along with a tall man in coat.He opened his arms and I ran to him with delight.

"Kumar uncle"I squealed as he patted my head.

"I'm happy to see you,Shreya" He smiled patting my cheeks.

"Same,uncle"I smiled.

"The tabloids have been taken care of. There won't be a word about any of you but your management is quite pissed off" He informed the party that stood behind me.

Right in cue Liam's phone received a call.He gulped looking at the caller id and swiped his thumb putting it on his ear.

"Simon?"

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We were seated in the living room with worry marked in the lads and lasses' face. Simon uncle had flew out of the handle. Zayn and Perrie were the ones to suffer most of his wrath. He wanted everybody back as soon as possible but I had been an exception as I had promised him to come back with lyrics of at least two songs.

"Care to explain about Mr.Kumar and this mini-palace?" Louis waved his hands in the air.

"You can do that" Stephen told me and plopped on the couch.

"I'll get us snacks" Diya walked out.

Right.

"Well,Mr.Kumar is a producer in the bollywood industry and his wife is a famous fashion designer in India." I paused.

"Okay,that explains the house and influence but how do you know him?" Zayn sat up straight.

"He's Diya's father"I quickly replied and plopped beside Stephen.

"What?" The lads chorused together in shock. The ladies were too shocked to respond and that look on Perrie's face was wow. Take that girl!

"What's it with your chorus? Singing?" Diya asked in a bored tone as she walked in with servants carrying trays behind.

"It has got something to do with the art of surprise,darling" Rahul rested his elbows on her shoulder.

She ducked and sat beside me.

"You guys are supposed to leave day after tomorrow in a private jet. Until then this will be your safe haven. The place has got tight security and you all have been ordered not to post any pictures or stories in any social media until you land in London" She finished off the instruction and crossed her legs one above the another.

"Thanks for the help" Liam spoke.

"Don't..What are friends for?" She smiled looking at me.

I put my arms around her shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze.

"Shreya, I think you might want to go to your room" Kumar uncle walked in.

"Why appa(dad)?" Diya frowned.

"Sharan is coming to visit me." He stated looking at me.

That got me on my feet. I and Diya always shared her room here. I sat on the bed with a humph. Diya and the others entered into the massive room too. My three musketeers made themselves comfortable in the bed. The lads settled on the couches while the girls looked around the room in awe.

"You wanna see him?" Diya placed her hand on my shoulder.

I shook my head. "He wouldn't want to see me"

"Who's Sharan?" Perrie asked in a bored tone.

"Shreya's father" Stephen gave a curt reply that shut her up.

"Excuse me?" Zayn excused himself out of the room.

"He doesn't know the way around here,help him" I told to no one particular on the bed but Diya walked out without a word making Perrie scowl.She marched towards the door but Paul entered in.

"Back off" He commanded.

Did it sound in a different meaning only to me?