All The Small Things Fanfiction
CHAPTER 1
I bend over the bed and look at my computer and read the contest rules one last time before nervously looking at myself in the mirror. My dark jean high waist shorts went perfectly with my new white tank and my brown curly hair finally decided to cooperate with me. I made sure to dress as if I wasn’t trying so hard to impress them even though that is all I wanted. You see there’s this new boy band called One Direction from the UK and they are finally having a worldwide contest. The winner and a friend gets a free trip to London and gets to spend a whole day doing whatever they want with the guys from One Direction. I know I have almost a zero percent chance of winning this contest because their fandom is so big but I told myself I would regret not applying. It’s really simple and easy to apply actually. All you have to do is film yourself for 3 minutes and explain why the boys should pick you and their management will pick their favorite 25 fan videos for the boys to watch. The boys will then post a video on their YouTube channel and announce the winner. “Thanks for helping me with this Olii!” “I can’t believe I agreed to this” she replied not looking away from her Canon Rebel XT. Although Olivia is my best friend we aren’t exactly similar. She’s a tall redhead with freckles who’s shy and amazingly sweet but she strongly dislikes One Direction. The fact that she’s filming this video and possibly coming with me to London is one of the nicest things any ones ever done or will do for me. “You ready?” she asked finally looking at me with her brown eyes. “Erm…” I looked at myself once more in the mirror. Everything was in the right place. I shot a smile exposing slight dimples and turned to look at Olivia, “Yeah let’s get this over with.”
I lead us to the swing bench in my backward and we both flopped onto it. It was a beautiful and hot summer day for June in Montreal, Quebec. I turned to Olii and she could tell I was nervous. “Calm down you’ll do fine. It’ll go by so fast you won’t even realize it” That’s another reason why I loved her so much. She knows exactly how to calm me down. I sit up straight indicating that I’m ready to begin and she places her camera on the stand. She counts down with her fingers from 5 to 0 to let me know when exactly to start talking. Nerves and excitement filled me up and when her hand made a little o shape I began, “Hey One Direction Im Samantha, how are you guys?” I paused as if I were waiting for them to answer me. I really wanted this to be as if I was having a normal conversation with them. I continued, “Im actually amazing and you wanna know why? You guys are finally doing a worldwide contest that I will hopefully win. Now you guys asked me to explain why I should win this and to be honest Im not your biggest fan so I don’t expect to win this. I don’t scream every time your names are mentioned, or only listen to your music. I don’t buy everything you guys like just because you like it and I don’t go through the trouble to find your merchandise on eBay but that doesn’t mean Im less of a fan then the ones that do do all these things. Im from Montreal, Quebec which means we have a 4 hour time difference so when I get home from school I go straight on my lap top and catch up on all the latest 1D news. I do freak out about how amazingly good you guys look in pictures and I’ll admit I get jealous of all the fans that get to meet you guys. I look up interviews I missed and once thats all done I go on my ITunes in my Most Played file and click the very first song, What Makes You Beautiful. I sing along to it and sometimes go crazy because you guys are just so talented. You guys should be so proud of yourselves and how much you’ve grown as singers individually and as a group. Everyone expects a One Direction fanatic to win this contest but I think its time for the ordinary girl to win something and I think Im that ordinary girl. Im no fake fan pretending to love you guys because you’re all hot! For me it’s always been about the music. Pick the ordinary girl for once, even if it’s not me, because she deserves it just as much as the crazy fan. So hopefully you guys get to at least see this and realize One Direction should never change because you guys are amazing and should never stop making music for me to listen to… bye!” I lick my lips and flash a quick smile while waving at the camera. “How was it?” I ask Olivia nervously. “We’re so winning this contest!” she replies with this huge genuine smile. “You think?” I ask unconvinced. “Of course! For one, your hot they can’t say no to a pretty face and two your speech made me WANT to like One Direction so I think it was pretty good. Now it’s the hard part.” “Ugh I don’t want to wait! You know how impatient I am so I just know these next few weeks maybe even months are going to be hell” I answered immediately. “Come on lets go do something to distract you before you have a nervous breakdown” she joked while giving me a hug.
We walked inside my house and the nerves and excitement I had before were now replaced with relief and anxiousness. I knew the management were never going to go for just a simple girl. The crazy fans would hate the fact that someone who doesn’t even own a shirt with 1D on it won the contest and would cause a lot of drama within the fandom. I have a shot at winning this I thought to myself in a failing attempt to boost my confidence. All that’s left to do is wait, impatiently.
CHAPTER 2
I arrive home from school at around 3:30PM like any other day. It was rainy and slushy outside so I couldn’t wait to relax and blog on Tumblr. It was strange because I went on my One Direction tracked tag and noticed everyone was making posts about freaking out over this special announcement the boys made on their Facebook page. The very first thing that came to my mind was the contest. Four months have passed by and there has been no new information involving the Bring One Direction my Direction Contest so many people forgot about it including me. I used to check One Directions Facebook page, website, YouTube channel and their twitter accounts every single day but I was so tired of being disappointed that I lost my excitement for it and slowly forgot about it. I wasn’t the only one that forgot about the contest though. After the deadline for submissions the hype about the contest died out within the fandom which lead to many fans forgetting about it, until now!
I suddenly realised I should call Olivia and let her know this new information. Also, I want to annoy her and gush about One Direction for a good hour so I dialled her number. I unexpectedly got overwhelmed with huge butterflies. This was a big deal if the announcement had anything to do with the contest so I was kind of freaking out. After the fourth ring Olii answers her phone, “What do you want?” “Well Hey to you too” I reply trying to sound offended. Olii chuckles and answers. “I love you! So what’s up?” “Yeah I know you do and well I saw on Tumblr that the boys did an announcement on their Facebook page and I think it might have something to do with the contest.” I answer trying to sound calm. “Okayyyy… saying what?” she asked sounding annoyed. I replied, “I didn’t check yet I wanted to share the excitement with you.” I have to remove the phone from my ear because she yells, “WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GET ON THEIR FACEBOOK PAGE RIGHT NOW!” “Jesus Christ, ok Im going!” I answer. I twirl my hair in my fingers, a nervous tick that I have, while I log on to Facebook. I scroll down One Directions fan page until I find the note on their wall titled, “IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!” and click on it. “Im growing old over here, what’s it say?” she says impatiently. “Okay it says…” and I clear my throat as if I’m about to read a really important speech and continue, “Good Morning One Direction Fans! We hope everyone’s well. So today at 8:00PM we’ll be posting a video on our YouTube channel announcing exciting news involving the “Bring One Direction my Direction Contest.” Dont miss it! Love Nialler xox” It was silent for a few minutes. Both of us had no idea what to say! Olivia was the one to break the silence and shouted again, “GURL THAT’S IN TEN MINUTES!” I checked my world clock on my blackberry cell phone to make sure and sure enough she was right! It was going to be 8:00PM in London in ten minutes. “HOLY CRAP! Olii I don’t think I can handle this if I don’t win! Come over and bring cookies because depression will be taking over me tonight!” I over exaggerated. “Shut up! You have to think positive! Ill be there in 20 minutes your highness!” she answered. I roll my eyes and reply, “You better hurry your ass up because I, the queen, dont like to be kept waiting and you better bow down to me when I answer the door!” She doesn’t even answer me; instead she hangs up because she knows that pisses me off. It didn’t really bug this time though because I was getting extremely overwhelmed.
Its 3:59PM and Olivia still hasn’t showed up and I was really starting to get nervous so I text her asking her where she is. Almost instantly she replies saying she was going to be over in 10 minutes and to not watch the video without her. I told her I’d try but if she takes too long I was going to watch it. I go on YouTube and refresh One Directions channel every minute expecting a new video to show up but it didn’t appear until 4:05PM. It took all my strength to not watch it. I didn’t want to get my hopes up but how amazing would it be if I won? I know my submission wasn’t anything special but I can dream, can’t I? 4:30 PM and Olii finally rings my doorbell. I open the door roughly and say, “Took you long enough! Im dieing! The videos up! Hurry up!” “Sorry, I had to take the bus here” she replies while slipping her converse off. She follows me to my room and we lie on our stomachs on my queen size bed. I click the play button and make the video full screen. One Directions faces suddenly come across my screen while What Makes You Beautiful, their first single, plays in the background. In unison they say,”Hey, we’re One Direction!” They were dressed casually yet they still looked so good. “We got many submissions for the Bring One Direction my Direction Contest and enjoyed looking at all your videos.” said Harry. “And we finally picked a winner,” said Zayn and they all cheered. “But before we tell you who the winner is here are some clips from our favourite submissions” continued Zayn. Fans with signs and dancing were being flashed on the screen repeatedly. A couple of them were screaming while others were just sitting on their beds talking. Seeing all these clips were just making me even more nervous so I hid my face in my arms. “You guys are amazing! We love our fans!” said Niall which made me lift my head instantly. “Now, it’s time to announce the winner! Boys can I have a drum roll please?” said Louis enthusiastically. All the boys made fists with their hands as if they were holding sticks and pretended to play air drums. After 10 seconds of anticipation Louis continued, “JASMINE WOODS FROM CARDIFF CONGRADULATIONS!!” All the boys cheered! “See you soon Jasmine! And for the others, thanks so much for sending in your videos! We’re so sorry we cant see all of yous but hopefully another time.” says Liam and then all at once they shout bye and the screen went all black. I didn’t know what my face looked like because I was in complete shock. I was so sure this was going to my time to finally win something but I guess not. I see Olivia turn to look at me before I hide my face once again in my arms. “It’s okay, you’ll get your chance to meet them another time and it will be epic!” she said sounding sympathetic. I suddenly started crying but not bawling, just tears rolling down my face. I felt embarrassed and immature for crying over something so stupid. Im 16 years old for Christ sake! I shouldn’t be crying over not winning a contest.
CHAPTER 3
Everyone on Tumblr was buzzing about their announcement. Even none One Direction fans! Crazy stalker fans were impatiently waiting for this Jasmine girl to make a post, tweet or change her Facebook status so that they could harass, tweet and comment on her but nothing happened. There were a bunch of fake accounts and we knew they were fake because so many people pulled that trick on this fandom that we could spot them from a mile away. Not many people paid attention to them because many of them realised that this Jasmine girl wasn’t planning on showing her face online any time soon. This was very strange considering she just won a whole day with five talented attractive boys! If it was me, I would be screaming in the streets!
Although all this drama was going on in the fandom I was extremely happy it was Friday but not because the week was ending but because I start my dance varsity tonight. I remember when I first auditioned for the varsity and I thought I wouldn’t get in so when they called me to told me the news that I made it, I just about died. As a dancer whatever I do I feel will never be good enough so I wasn’t expecting them to tell me I made it! Im just so excited to start but my mother’s been acting extremely weird. Shes been stressing about cleaning the house from top to bottom since Ive gotten home. What was weird about it was that even my two older brothers, Sebastian, whos 22 years old and Massimo whos 20 years old were helping her clean. THIS NEVER HAPPENDS, EVER! “Mommy, are people coming over tonight?” I yell from my room. “No why?” she replies from downstairs. “Well everyone’s cleaning as if we’re having people over.”I yell again. I hear her climb the stairs and walk towards my room. “No no, how can people be coming over if you have dance tonight?” she asked while opening my bedroom door. Something was definitely going on though. She hasn’t been only acting weird today. Lately shes been taking me shopping, buying everything I want, whispering with my dad and stopping when I come into the room, even turning her laptop off when ever I’m around. I didn’t answer her though because she had a very good point so I didn’t want to peruse something that might lead into an argument. I put my One Direction play list and got ready for dance. I did feel bad that I wasn’t helping my family clean so I made sure my room was spotless to make myself feel better.
In the car on the way to dance my parents know that I put both my ear phones on and blast my music until we arrive an hour later at my dance school because they always ask me a bunch of irrelevant questions that irritate me. Today the car ride was different. It had a weird atmosphere. You can cut the awkward silence with a knife. Both my parents didn’t speak one word. All they did was give each other anxious looks and then smile nervously. It made me feel uncomfortable and as if they knew something I didn’t. I couldn’t wait to get out of that car. I literately jumped out when we arrived at the dance studio. My body was itching to start dancing. I haven’t been myself since I found out about the contest so I really felt like I needed to let things out and dancing will help me do exactly that. I stretched my sore muscles while having small talk with the rest of the girls in my class before the teacher announces the start of the class.
Two hours later and covered in sweat, I walk out of my dance studio. I try remembering the last two hours but I know myself too well. I never remember what goes on in my dance classes. Im too focused on training and getting the choreography that I don’t really look at anybody else or think about anything else so basically my dance class is an utter blur. I walk out of the studio and find my parents car parked at the end of the building like usual. I walk over and get in. Unfortunately, the atmosphere hasn’t really changed. The only difference is my mom has thought it be completely okay to bring up the 1D contest and the fact that I wasn’t chosen. Why does she always have to bring it up? I didn’t get picked, get over it! Urg who am I kidding? Im not even over it.
The car ride home seemed to take forever and I can smell the sweat off my skin. I have this phobia of smelling bad. I always carry perfume or lotion because its important for me to smell good and don’t ask me why because I have no idea. I just constantly worry about how I smell. I felt disgusting and couldn’t wait to get into the shower. I walked into the house and went straight into the bathroom. I turned the water on and heard it hitting the shower floor. Sitting in the car for an hour really tensed my muscles back up so I took my clothes off slowly and stepped into the shower. I can feel my pores sucking in every ounce of warm moisture and my muscles started to relax again. Showers after dance are always the best the only problem is I never want to get out so they last about half an hour.
Everything was normal with my parents now except my mom would still randomly stare and smile at me which doesn’t get any less creepy after the thirtieth time. I went into my room and called Olivia to fill her in on all this weird stuff happening. “Hello?” she answered. “BABE! How are you?” I scream into the phone. “Jesus! Im good you?” she replied. She sounded really tired but it was only 10:30 PM. “Im good. Are you okay? You sound tired.” I answered. “Oh Im fine, I just did alot of uhh running around with uhh my mom” she mumbled. “What?” I asked her. “Nothing Im fine” she said quickly. “Okayyy” I answer her annoyed. “So whats up?” she asked to avoid the awkward silence that was going to come. I inform her on whats been going on with my parents and she doesn’t say anything right away. “To be honest Sam, I have no idea what your parents are doing!” she told me. “Same, their just so weird!”I answer. “By the way, what are you wearing?” Olii blurts out. I burst out laughing and ask, “WHAT?! Why would you ask me that?” “Just answer the question child!” she says surprisingly very serious. I stop laughing, realizing she actually wants to know what Im wearing to bed and answer her question, “My purple polka dot shorts with my dad’s big white t-shirt, why?” “Me no like! Go put your black tank top on! You look top when you wear that and go shave your legs!” she answers. Im actually so confused right now I don’t even answer her. “Hello?” she breaks the silence. “Yeah sorry I just feel mind fucked right now.” I reply sounding confused. “I know you do but trust me and listen to me or else you’re going to be embarrassed tomorrow! OH FUCK!” She sounds as if she just told me something she wasn’t supposed to. “Why? What’s happening tomorrow? “ I ask suspiciously. “Uhh nothing don’t worry just do what I tell you anyways sorry but I got to go, bye!” and she hangs up. What the fuck was that? I don’t even try calling her back for how mad I am. She knows I hate when people hang up on me like that and shes my best friend shes supposed to tell me everything. Knowing that shes hiding something from me just makes me more curious about whatever shes hiding. I get off my bed and walk lazily to the bathroom. Even though she makes no sense what so ever, I trust Olii with my life and so Im gonna do what she says. I shave my legs and get ready for bed. By the time I get back to my room its about 12:30 AM. I contemplate if I should go on my laptop but choose not too and go straight to bed.
CHAPTER 4
It was a bad idea to go to bed right away. I couldn’t sleep at all! I kept tossing and turning. My mind kept blurting out thoughts about how weird Olivia and my parents were. I tried telling it to shut up but I just couldn’t clear my head. I grabbed my IPod and put some music on. Instead of making me sleepy, it made me want to dance so I turned it off.
Around 4:00AM I heard my door open. I didn’t care really I knew it was my brother coming home from promoting this club. He always comes home at weird times in the middle of the night. I felt bad for him because his sleep patterns were all fucked up and he works really hard so he must constantly be stressed. I suddenly realized I still haven’t heard the door close so I made sure to try and listen as much as I possibly could. I hear the buzz of silence for a while and then I hear bags dropping on the title floor of my door way. I hear movement and people shushing each other. I’m alarmed by this and sit up in my bed. Then, I hear my brother’s voice and feel relieved. He must have invited friends over from the club for a beer. I lie back down and turn to my side opposite my bedroom door. I can see a blue glow around my window shade and realise how physically and emotionally tired I am from the day. I check my cell phone for the time and it’s around 5:00AM. I feel my head becoming light headed and close my eyes. I must have dozed off because I lazily got woken up at 6:00AM from the sounds of my parents waking up. I almost immediately went back to sleep except it wasn’t a good sleep. I kept waking up every 10 minutes. I could hear my mom fiddling with pans and cooking and my dad talking to someone on the phone. Every once in a while I would even hear Sebastian making weird comments about stupid things that irritated him. I could hear my dogs paws hitting the tile floor as they follow everyone around in hopes of getting a treat. I though about getting up but I could feel how sore my muscles were and I wasn’t ready to feel the pain of moving just yet so I stayed put. I didn’t sleep long enough periods to have dreams or remember them at least. I turn on my back, something I only do when I’m absolutely desperate to fall asleep. I take long, even breaths and grab my cheshire cat stuffed animal. I squeeze it and I could feel my mind wondering into drowsiness.
What felt about 5 minutes later, my eye lids were blinded by my bedroom light. I pull my cover over my head and groan loudly. Who the fuck turned my light on? It’s Saturday and I could sleep all day if I wanted. Whoever turned my light on realized I wasn’t planning on getting out of bed anytime soon and decided to walk to my bed. I could hear the footsteps. Actually, I hear more than one person’s footsteps. I then hear a choir of people scream, “GOOD MORNING SAMANTHA!” I then feel over whelming pressure on top of me. My bed makes sounds that I can only describe as sex sounds. I don’t know what was going on but I was starting to feel claustrophobic and needed to get my head out of the covers. I try moving but there’s something weighing my bed sheets down making it hard. I finally escape the hold and can hear people laughing. I scream in frustration and rub my eye lids to clear my vision. I look around me and instantly freeze. I look to my left and see Louis Tomlinson’s face down in my pillow. I look to my right and see Harry Styles and Zayn Malik play fighting half off my bed. I look at the edge of my bed and see Niall Horan sitting on top of Liam Payne laughing. “SURPRISE BEST FRIEND!” I hear Olivia scream. I look up in the direction of where I hear her voice and can see my whole family and a camera crew was in my medium size bedroom. They were hurdled in a corner and had huge smiles on their faces. I hide my face with my hands and fall backwards into my bed. “OH MY GOD! What’s going on? Why is One Direction in my bed?” I mumble still hiding my face.
CHAPTER 5 - PART 1 -
I can feel movement around me and decided to sit up normally. I’m feeling extremely uncomfortable so my hands don’t leave my face. I see that Louis has turned to his side and is now facing in my direction. His position made me laugh because he was sitting as if he was posing for a porn magazine or something. His green eyes looked up at me and then he flashed an amazing smile. Harry and Zayn stopped messing around and were sitting normally. Niall slid off of Liam to sit like an Indian but Liam stayed lying down on his stomach. Harry started explaining, “Well if you haven’t noticed two weeks ago we announced the winner for the Bring One Direction my Direction Contest.”To show respect I always look at people in their eyes when they are speaking to me and Harry’s eyes just about killed me. I couldn’t even reply to him! I just nodded my head to indicate I knew what he was talking about. Liam continued, “But we kind of have a little problem, Jasmine Woods isn’t a real girl! We made her up because we wanted to properly surprise the real winner.” His blue plaid shirt made him look like the cutest thing ever. I wanted to climb over every one and give him a huge hug but I obviously didn’t move from my spot. “Im still overly confused right now though.” was all I could manage to get out of my mouth at that moment. Liam repeated, “We wanted to properly surprise the real winner!” He emphasized the words real winner and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I drop my hands from my face for the first time since the boys were in my bed and looked up to stare at Olivia. She knows exactly what Im thinking and reassures me by nodding her head and smiling. “This isn’t real! This isn’t happening! Oh my god!” I say while looking at the ceiling. I then hear Zayns deeper than expected voice, “Samantha?!” I look at him in his hazel eyes and I held my breath for a second. I don’t know why but I did. All of One Direction then yell in unison, “YOU WON! YOU’RE THE WINNER!” Everyone including my family and friends start cheering. “OH MY GOD! YOU GUYS ARE LIEING!” I scream with excitement.
I don’t wait for them to answer because I know they aren’t lieing. They were serious about this! I stand up on my bed and start walking towards my family. I carefully dodge all the legs on my bed and jump off. I jump on Olivia and we both laugh. “We’re going to London, babe!” She screams in my ear. She puts me down and I hug my family members.
I feel like breaking out into tears of joy but I don’t want to be that type of fan. I inhale and exhale for a good 10 minutes before looking at my bed again. A camera man suddenly steps in front of me and says, “OK, we’re gonna film you talking now and then the boys are going to take pictures with you now and later, got that?” Surprisingly he too had a british accent and it kinda caught me off guard. “What do I say?” I ask shakily. I was so excited and had so much adrenaline that I was having trouble keeping my voice steady. The camera man was highly annoyed by my question, “I don’t know just explain how happy and surprised you are.” Before I could ask anything else he brings the camera to his face and someone else from the crew counts down with their hands from five to zero. I can see the boys still on my bed talking and laughing from the corner of my eyes. The camera crews hand made an “o” shape and I began, “AHH! Im so happy right now! Everyone was acting so weird with me last night and now I know why! My family and friends are the best I cant thank them and of course One Direction enough for this! I feel extremely lucky to be able to experience this and can’t wait to actually start!” I run my hands through my hair. I can see the boys whispering to each other, staring and smiling at me. For some odd reason I get a sudden boost of confidence and decided to add, “I think I can get used to being woken up by a hot boy band everyday!” and laugh. The camera man puts his camera down. “Good! Nice cheeky touch at the end. So now we’re going to take pictures and then you can get ready and we’ll take more downstairs.”
I couldn’t believe I was going to take a picture with One Direction in nothing but my pyjamas on. I didn’t want to complain so I just went with the flow. I whispered to Olivia, “Thanks for warning me yesterday.” And wink at her. She looked confused for a second but got it and whispered back, “No problem!” I turn to my bed and notice the boys haven’t gotten off my bed yet for the picture so I say sarcastically, “So I guess we’re taking this picture on my bed.” They all laugh and smile. Louis answers, “Thats not a bad idea to be honest love!” I couldn’t help but laugh and replied, “I don’t mind.” They all shifted on my bed and made room for me in the center of all 5 of them. Niall was on my left and Liam on my right. Harry and Zayn were lying down on their side and Louis was on his knees behind me. My family and the camera crew step in front of my bed and get ready to take pictures. “Ready everybody?” The camera crew did the count down again and I try my best to give a charming smile. Louis thought it be cute if he put his chin on my head and I wasn’t expecting it at all. I almost knocked him out with my head! It was hilarious though! We all burst out in laughter and Louis fell forwards for how much he was laughing. He was practically on top of me! I didn’t really mind though because I was laughing too so I didn’t pay much attention to it. I knew everyone continued taking pictures even though we weren’t posing anymore. I can hear the clicking sounds but none of us stopped laughing. The pictures were going to be so cute.
“Lou you can get off the girl!” said Niall. “No, don’t worry! I don’t really care. That was so funny though!” I replied and wiped the tears from laughing off my face. “See Niall the girl doesn’t mind! Plus she almost ruined my beautiful face with her head, the least she can do is make me lie down on her!” Louis answered and winked at me. “I know! The face is the money maker, so sorry for almost damaging that boo bear!” I reply and wink back. The camera man then told us to get up and take some pictures standing up. The crew told me I had to be in the middle so I just stood up and made the boys pick where they wanted to go. It was Louis at the far left then Harry, me, Zayn, Liam and then Niall at the far right. Their arms were around my shoulders and mine around Harry and Zayns waists. I was over thinking things and felt awkward on where and how to place my hands. We took three pictures and the camera man tells me, “Go get ready! We have more news to tell you downstairs.” and leaves the room. The boys follow and Niall says, “See you in a bit!” before they disappear in the corridor. Olii was the only one who stayed in my room. “More surprises?” I ask her. “Nah! I think they’re just going to tell you details of the trip and all that.” She replied.
PART 2
I made sure to dress casually. Dressing sexy is just not my thing. I had my usual make up on and my brown curly hair was obviously not cooperating with me so I decided to push it back with a black head band and flatten my curls with my straightener. You can now see my cute black and gold vintage stud earrings. I pay attention to details like that. I guess Im just weird!
I look in my bedroom mirror for the last time before I go downstairs. I lifted my teal pants up and pulled my beige knit sweater down. Once everything looked like it was in the right place I took a deep breath and went downstairs.
The living room went strangely quiet when I walked in. The boys were all sitting on the couch so I went and sit on the love seat. No one was talking and I felt extremely awkward. I didn’t know what to say to start up a conversation. Olivia finally walked into the room and broke the silence, “Why is it so quiet in here?” she asked. She came and sat next to me. No one answered her question but the awkwardness in the room wasn’t as noticeable now. “You look good Sam! Why don’t you dress like this when I come and surprise you?” Olii said and pouted. I gave her a light slap on the arm and said, “Shut up! I always dress like this just not for you.”“Exactly! I feel so unloved!”She answered. I knew she was just messing around with me to lighten the mood in the room. “You know I love you b.” I answered and leaned my head on her shoulder. The boys were just smiling at us awkwardly. I could tell they didn’t know what to say which was weird. In interviews it always seemed like they had so much to say and now they couldn’t think of something random to talk about. Plus, this morning we were getting along so well, it was just weird! Someone from their management walked in to tell us we were going to start taking pictures again. Thank God! I don’t know how much longer I would be able to take of this awkward moment.
The same camera man walked into the living room. “Samantha in the middle again.” He said frustrated. The boys were already standing up and placed. Niall was on the far right again, then Harry, Liam, Zayn and Louis on the far left. I got up and walked towards Harry and Liam. I give my most charming smile and say, “Scoot over guys!” “Of course love.” Answered Harry while giving me his half smile. His eyes looked me up and down. I don’t have a favourite in the band but the fact that I just watched Harry fucking Styles check me out made me get goose bumps all over. They both step to the side with their arms out, ready to be placed on my shoulders. I place myself and Harry started following the pattern on my shirt with his finger. It was tickling me a bit if I was being honest but I didn’t say anything. It felt strangely good and comforting. In a way I didn’t like that though. Harry is known for being the most favoured in the group and I didn’t want this experience make me like him more than then others. I didn’t want to become like all the other obsessed Harry Styles fans. I wanted to be different. “Okay is everyone ready?” asked the camera man. “Ya!” we answered in unison except for Louis, who did it on purpose to answer a bit later then everyone else. We looked at each other and started laughing. He winked at me and I smiled wider while turning around to face the camera man. Someone from the camera crew started counting down from 5 so we all knew when to smile. We took about 5 pictures before the camera man said, “I think we have time to take a few pictures outside.” I looked at my phone to see the time and it was about 1:00PM.
I went to the closet and put my favourite jacket for fall. It was brown leather and kept me warm but not too warm were I would seat. It was just right. I added a beige scarf just to add some color. I put my Triumph 1914 Dr. Marten combat boots. Im kind of obsessed with Dr.Martens. I have a whole collection of them. I turned to Olii and gave her thumbs up. She smiled and walked over to me. We walked outside together and waited for the boys and the crew to come outside. There was a cold breeze which made Olivia’s and my hair go everywhere. I hated that! It was so annoying having to re place my hair every five seconds. The boys walked out and the camera man told them to go in the same position like in the living room. Olii went on my balcony while the boys and I walked over to the side walk and posed. We had to keep retaking pictures because Harrys hair kept flying everywhere. He kept making these annoyed faces that none of us could take seriously. We were all laughing at him and making jokes which made the pictures look weird. I didn’t really mind though because the longer the pictures took the longer the boys would be here. Once the pictures were done, Paul, the boy’s manager, told the boys to tell me the last bit of details before they go.
We formed a circle unintentionally. Louis was the first to talk, “Ok love, since this is a surprise, you can’t tell anybody about this. We’re gonna post a video on YouTube showing everything from this morning to let the rest of the fans know, so don’t leak this.”I nodded and Liam continued, “In about two weeks ish…” he paused and looked at the boys. They nodded to reassure him that the information he just gave me was correct and continued, “We’ll call you to let you know the flight, hotel and all those kind of details.” “When am I leaving though? I have to let my dance school know in advance since they’ll need to find replacements for me that day.” I replied. “You dance?” asked Niall enthusiastically. I smile and answer, “Eleven years and counting!” They all looked surprisingly impressed. “You and Zayn should battle.” Harry said while nudging Zayn. “Yes! Oh my God, that would be amazing!” I answer while chuckling. “Challenge accepted love!” said Zayn. We shook hands with very serious faces and I told him to bring it on. That made us both break our serious faces and laugh. Unfortunately we heard Paul tell the boys it was time to leave. Even though we had weird awkward moments I didn’t want them to leave. “I don’t want you guys to leave! After all this hype, what am I supposed to do the rest of the day?” I smile and I kind of check Zayn out. I couldn’t help it! My flirty side was starting to show and I didn’t really care. Zayn was the first to give me a goodbye hug and whispered in my ear, “See you soon!” His warm breath near my neck made me shiver. I felt a bit embarrassed but what do you expect my body to do when a really attractive guy comes this close. After they all gave me goodbye hugs, I thanked them once again for picking me but really quickly because Paul was rushing them into the car. My family, Olivia and I stepped back from the car and watched till it turned the curb of my street and they were gone.
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CHAPTER 6
Ive been checking my home phone voice mails after school, every day since the boys left. My cell phone was always by my side and I just assumed if they weren’t contacting me through my cell, they would call my house phone but turns out I was wrong. Two weeks have passed by and still no new information involving the contest has been given to me. Im really worried they got my personal information wrong and are calling the wrong girl somewhere in Australia or something. The only thing keeping me from thinking that I dreamt the whole thing is the fact that all of the boys are now following me on twitter.
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Ok, now I was getting angry. I hate when people tell me things and then don’t go through with them. If you say you’re going to call me in two weeks you better fucking call me in two weeks, dammit! I guess Im just ranting to myself because it’s November and nearly a month has passed and still no word from 1D or their management. The only thing keeping me sane is that the boys have been DMing and retweeting me on Twitter. Fans have noticed and in the month that just passed I got about 2000 more followers. I haven’t spoken to the boys about the contest because I find it annoying if all we talk about is this contest. I like that our conversations are just so normal and it be weird to randomly pop in the conversation and remind them that Im a fan and they’re the celebrity.
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I was woken up by this weird loud noise. I opened my eyes slowly and realised I was woken up by the vibrations of my phone. An unknown number was calling me at 4:00AM. Seriously don’t prank callers ever fall asleep? I answer the phone grumpily, “Hello?” To my surprise I heard a womens voice answer me, “Yes, Hello? Can I speak to Samantha Di Ch-iah-vorella?” She had a weird British accent that didn’t permit her to pronounce my last name correctly. “You’re speaking to her, who is this?” It was a stupid question for me to ask considering by this point I put two and two together and assumed she has something to with One Direction. “Im Caroline, a member of One Directions management.” She replied. “OH HI!”I said sounding very over excited. “Hello…” I hear her laughing but it isn’t a friendly laugh. Its more of a “wow-your-pathetic” laugh. “Okay sorry we’re late but the boys have been extremely busy.”She continued. “Its okay, dont worry about it!” I regret saying that to her. I knew she wasn’t worried. She thinks Im just another immature girl obsessed with a boy band. She probably even took her sweet time to call me, that bitch! “So do you have a pen and paper? You’re going to have to write some information down. Ill wait while you settle yourself down.” She said. I groaned out of annoyance and got out of bed. I went over to my mini desk and turned my laptop on. No way in hell was I a piece of paper going to survive in my room. The motor and fan began to start up and my screen turned bright blue and then revealing my desktop background, a picture of Michael Jackson in concert. I opened note pad and told her to begin. “Okay so this Friday at 6:00AM someone named Paul will be coming to pick your friend and you up. He will bring you to Pierre Eliott Trudeau Airport to get your flight to London. The company of the flight is AirCanada and it leaves at 10:00AM so don’t be late.” She paused and waited for me to give her permission to go on. “Okay, what else?” I ask. “You will arrive in London at 9:00PM UK time. One Direction will be at the airport to pick you up and show you your hotel.” She replied. “When does my full day prize start?” I ask. She answers me all annoyed, “Two days after you arrive.” How was I supposed to know that? I didn’t know I had to be psychic to talk to this girl. “Oh and one last ques- “What?”she interrupts me. She did not just do that! SHE DID NOT! I hate when people cut me off especially if they’re bitches, like no get the fuck out! “Hows the weather for this weekend?” I manage to say through grinding my teeth. “Normal London weather, hunny.” I can hear her undermining tone. “NO SHIT! But Im not English, I don’t know what normal London weather is.” My feisty side was coming out and I didn’t really care. Caroline is so disrespectful towards me right now she deserves nothing else then to witness my feisty side. I am known throughout my friends and family that I will treat you the way you treat me. So if she wants to be a bitch with me well then, two can play at that game. It might seem like Im over exaggerating but I hate with people think they can speak to me or any teenager for that matter, like they are inferior just because they are older or just plain snobby. “Well, its fall, so the weather shouldn’t be that different from Montreal.” She sounded shocked. I don’t think she thought I would answer back to her that way. Good! I like being unexpected with people. “Thank You!” I answer firmly, still standing my ground but not as harsh. I didn’t want to end the conversation horribly. We said bye and hung up. I didn’t even try and call Olii because she gets so moody when anyone wakes her up so I just climbed back into bed.
CHAPTER 7
BEEP! BEEP! My eyes still closed but my mind awake. The annoying beep noise coming from my alarm was making a weird buzzing in my ears. I stretched and slowly sat up in my bed. My eyes felt heavy so I rubbed them with the palms of my hands. When I opened them I saw white for a second because of the pressure and then I was fine. I turned my alarm off and saw the bright red robotic numbers, 4:00 AM. It was way too early for me to be up. I stretch my arm under my pillows in search to feel a hard plastic object. As soon as it hit my finger tips, I grabbed it. The familiar shape of my blackberry in my hands felt good. I sleep with my phone okay, don’t judge me! I BBM Olivia and make sure she’s awake because she needs to be at my house before 5:30AM and I don’t want her to be late, which she always is. I slip my leopard slippers on and go downstairs to make breakfast. I told Oli not to eat because I’d have a surprise for her once she got here. Oli’s favorite breakfast is French toast with strawberries and maple syrup on top. So I went to work in the kitchen to make her happy. I’m not as complicated and am actually fine with just having cereal in the morning. I’d much rather go out to eat breakfast then have to make it myself.
I put the French toast in the microwave to keep warm and go upstairs to get ready. I was scared that I wouldn’t have enough time to finish packing some last minute things. I do the usual brush teeth and wash face ritual like every other morning. I decided to put my hair in a messy pony tail, leaving a few curls to dangle around my face. I didn’t need to really impress anyone on the airplane and if anything, I’ll fix it nicely on the plane. I put some mascara on and took some last minute toiletries back to my bedroom where my luggage was. I’ve been packed all week but I haven’t put my daily essentials in yet. I suddenly heard a loud buzzing sound against my burrow. It’s a BBM, “I’ll be there in 5 xx”. Oh fuck! I’m not even dressed yet! I don’t even answer her and run straight to my closet. I get my baggy jeans out and slip them on. They’re so comfortable! I rush to open my drawer and almost slip. Ohh I was gonna feel that later! I put my black long sleeves shirt on roughly and look at myself in the mirror. I fixed what needed to be fixed and got distracted by another buzzing sound. I knew it was Oli. I told her not to ring or knock when she was outside my house. I didn’t want her waking up any of my family members even though I’m pretty sure my almost fall woke at least, my parents up. I went down my stairs cautiously. I didn’t open any lights and the windows were exposing some dark blue glow that wasn’t really helping my eye sight. I open the door and give Oli a huge hug. I have to admit, I was starting to feel extremely excited.
“You look good!” Said Oli. “Thank you lovely!” I take this opportunity to look at what Oli’s wearing. Oli is definitely the risk taker between both of us when it comes to fashion. She had ripped leggings on with a graphic t shirt and a black/grey cardigan. “Aren’t you freezing!?” I ask. “YEAH! That’s why you should let me in!” “Oh ya sorry” I giggle. She brings her suitcase, which is double her size, into the house. “Your surprise is in the microwave.” I tell her while giving her a wink.
“OH MY GOD! YES! DID YOU MAKE ME FRENCH TOAST!?” “SHHH! My parents are sleeping!”She shrugs her shoulders and gives me an apologetic look. “Hurry up and eat! I’m just gonna bring my bags down, okay?” She didn’t even answer me, she just ran straight towards the kitchen. As much as Oli eats, she never gains one single pound. I make fun of her by calling her a fat ass but she never takes me seriously, obviously. I’d never insult another girl on purpose about her weight. That’s fucking low and pathetic. Anyways, I went upstairs and decided to bring down my purse and duffel bag first since they were the lightest. I almost got a hernia when I tried lifting my luggage. I don’t know how I thought that after packing my whole closet that it would be light and Id be able to bring it down by myself. Instead of screaming from upstairs to tell Oli to come up, I just BBMed her and she came to help me. By the time we finished pulling a sweat to bring my luggage down it was about 5:45 AM. The guy will be here soon.
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Olii wears : http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_240/set?id=38611414
CHAPTER 8
The next thing I knew I was in a can and on my way to the airport. The car ride was hella awkward. Olii and I went to bed late last night or should I say this morning so we were both too tired to even talk to each other. We both put our earphones on and became dead to the world. Also we felt weird talking knowing that this Paul guy was going to hear our conversation.
It seemed longer than an hour to get to the airport. The never ending car ride, I’ll tell you that! Everything seemed to be taking longer than usual. I don’t know if it was because I was really excited to be in London or every one took a slow motion pill. Im so impatient with the world around me but can you blame me? I JUST WANT MY DAY WITH ONE DIRECTION.
Entering the airport without our parents is a tad nerve wrecking. Both of us have never taken a plane by ourselves so we were both confused on where to go. We had to base everything on passed experiences and what we can remember. I unfortunately have crappy memory so I didn’t help much. Olii on the other hand was very motivated to be on time and what not. I think her nerves were getting to her and she just wanted this process to be over.
We finally got to the area in the airport where you have to weigh your luggage. My stomach started turning. Our luggage’s felt like they weighed a ton. Olivia went first and her bag was 2 pounds heavier then the legal weight and she had to put some of her bras and underwear in her carry on bag. I practically packed my whole closet so I can only imagine how heavy mine was going to be. As the numbers were increasing my stomach was forming knots. 50 pounds, the exact limit. Thank God! I was not ready to start unpacking and then repack. We had to do a couple of huge line ups and talking to workers before we got to the waiting area to board the flight. Time seemed to get in motion during this whole process until we had to sit and wait to get on this plane. I’m extremely scared of flying so naturally I had no problem with this. My palms were sweaty and my lungs felt tight. As much as I love the One Direction guys, I was seriously considering going back home and saying fuck you to this flight. I took one of the pills my mom gave me in hopes to calm me down. Suddenly the intercom came on and a high pitch worker announces that our flight number was ready and people waiting with us started forming a line. Oli and I were one of the last people to get up and go line up. We were both so emotionally and physically tired. Its hard running on 4 hours of sleep plus I think that sleeping pill is kicking in.
It was getting harder to breathe and my heart was in my stomach. Walking to my seat in the plane was making me dizzy. I fell into my seat; “Olii!” was all I could word out. The plane didn’t even take off and I felt like I was gonna collapse. “Inhale, Exhale, Inhale, Exhale. Come on Sam! Calm down, we’ll be fine!” I kept repeating her words in my head while doing the motion. It wasn’t helping though. The walls of the airplane seemed to be closing in on me. Fuck you claustrophobia! Olii realized she had to continue trying to calm me. “Repeat Harry checking you out at your house in your head. How hot was that? Common!” I knew she was highly annoyed of my never ending talking about that specific moment. My mind switched mind set though. From frantic and crazy to focusing on finding the images of that day. The approval of my body was all I could see in his blue/green eyes. It still made tingles go down my spine. I didn’t even notice my breathing steadied and the weight I was feeling holding my chest down was now gone. Thank God my mini panic attack and day dreaming made me miss the pressure of take off or else my mini panic attack wouldn’t have been so mini. I close my eyes and sigh, “Thanks.”
“You freak me out when you do that! Never again please or else next time I’m leaving you by yourself!”She leaned her head on my shoulder while I slightly chuckled.
“Lets put on a movie and catch some sleep okay?”
“Yea, Yea whatever” I make sure to not move my head. I still felt slightly light headed and didn’t want the head ache to come back. Shrek 3 was the only movie we both felt like watching. It made us both feel like kids again. Unfortunately I couldn’t even make it through the opening credits. I was gone dreaming in lalala land.
“Sam? SAM? Jesus Christ! GET THE FUCK UP!”
“Well good morning to you to!” The words sounded deeper than usual because I was yawning. I stretch my arms and look out the window. The clouds were over powering the plane and look completely perfect. I looked away quickly though. My fear was starting to kick in again from seeing how high in the sky we were. “How many hours left?” “Two or three, not really sure.” I’m guessing she was too lazy to check the touch screen in front of her.
“Fuck!”
“What?”
“Nothing, I’m just really excited now!”
“Oh god!” and she mimics the BBM emotion of the face palm.
“Fuck you!” I push her and laugh. “By the way do you think the guys are gonna be at the airport?”
“I seriously doubt it.”
“Yeah but the bitch on the phone said they would be.”
“She’s probably just trying to get your hopes up.”
“Probably!”
I couldn’t fall back asleep after that conversation. I couldn’t help but make unrealistic scenarios up in my head of the next few days. Some rated PG 18 others Rated E for everyone. What can I say? Mind of a slut, body of a virgin. I didn’t really care though. It wasn’t a goal I’m still so young and I’m proud to be one of the rare teen age virgins. It’s not like I never had the chance, just my insecurities and fears got the best of me. Anyways, these scenarios will never happen which caused me to feel a sting in my heart and stomach. I hate being the sexually frustrated fan but it’s what I am some times. I’m not blind so I can very well see how attractive every single one of the guys are. My scenarios and thoughts made me lose track of time and we were in the middle of landing when I snapped back to reality.
“Olii?” “Yeah?” We turn our heads to look at each other in unison like they do in the movies. We’re cute like that I know. “I’m really fucking excited right now!” “To be honest, I’m doing this for you but I’m really excited too!” I wrap my arm around her shoulders. “I knew you would be.” “Ahh shut up!” We both laugh at each other.
“Now let’s try not to get lost, okay?” I couldn’t help but look at the groups of people in hopes of finding One Direction in the middle of the chaos. I was disappointed though. “Sam, look!” She points. My eyes follower her finger and see a man in a black suit holding a sign, “Samantha Di Ciavirella + 1” We walked slowly towards him. Mainly because we weren’t sure what was going on and it’s the first time we’re both in a different country without our parents. It’s really nerve wrecking no matter how mature and independent you are. He had a really bad comb over and slight white haired scruff around his face. He smiled and deep wrinkles formed around his big blue eyes. “Hello! Welcome to London!” “Hi!”Olii gave me “the look” We sorta talk to each other with our eyes in awkward situations. It’s just a thing we kinda do. No biggie. “Caroline has arranged for your transportation to the hotel you both will be staying at.” “Oh okay.” This time I give Olii the “what the actual fuck?!?” look and she returns it. We follow this man, I don’t even know his name, can you imagine that? Anyways he placed our luggage’s in the back of the stretched out car and opened the door in the back seat. It was weird having someone drive on the passenger’s side. I‘ll be honest I felt really unsafe even though the old man was driving at 5kl/hr.
London is truly beautiful. We can’t really see properly because its dark but the city and lights are absolutely amazing. This just made me even more excited then I already am. We stopped at our hotel, The Mint Hotel Westminster. I had to admit it looked kinda fancy and I felt really out of place. We checked in and took the elevator to the 7th floor. We walked over to room 703 and slipped the key card into the slot. The light flashed green and Olii opened the door. “Wow this room is quality!” There was a kitchen and table set for us, a cute living room with TV and computer, a balcony that showed us the pool, a small bathroom and then a giant room with 2 double beds. “I want the one near the wall.” “But how did you know that’s the one I wanted?” “Girl don’t give me that! You know I don’t like sleeping near the door.” She just looked at me for a minute, “Fine take it, God!”
I looked at my cell phone and it was around 10:30 PM. We were absolutely starving! We ordered some room service and decided to call our parents to let them know we’re alive. My mom was acting like a typical Italian mom and was freaking out on me. She was complaining that I didn’t call her early enough. It’s not my fault my phone was off until now. An hour later our food arrived and we both devoured whatever was in our plates. I’m so full it hurts to breath. Urg, I’m going to regret eating this much tomorrow. We got ready for bed but neither of us went to sleep right away. The time difference was really affecting us now. I tossed and turned in bed but the last thing I remember was checking the time on my cell phone, 3:30AM.
CHAPTER 9 PART 1.5
“Sam wake up, right now!” is whispered in my ear. Olivia’s voice in my ear didn’t make me want to get up but the footsteps I was hearing definitely triggered my senses. “GOOD MORNING GIRLS!” The familiar accents made me smile. I sit up in my bed, “What the fuck guys?” One Direction woke me up once again. “I have to admit, I’m not getting used to your wake up calls!”
“We enjoy doing them though!” Niall said laughing. I give him an evil stare and then laugh with him.
“What do you guys want though? The contest prize isn’t till tomorrow.” Harry walked over to my bed, sits right next to me and puts his arm around me. I didn’t mind really mind though, all the boys have already seen me just get up so him being this close was okay.
“Yeah its tomorrow but me and the lads were thinking we should give you guys a proper tour of London.” He flashed me that cheeky crooked grin that I’m so used to seeing in pictures.
“Really? Don’t you guys have better things to do?” I refused to look at Harry with googly eyes and scan the room. Niall and Louis were laughing about something with Olii. I’m glad she’s at least giving them a chance. I thought she’d be dragging the mood down whenever the boys would be around. Liam and Zayn were lying down on Oliis bed looking through channels.
“Not really, it’s our day off.” I try so hard not to look at him and decide to stretch my legs from being crossed for too long. They’re lazily in front of me and Im really more comfortable like this. Unfortunately Harry decides to do the same thing and our legs were touching. He did that on purpose, I’m not going crazy okay? I try really hard to make sure we don’t brush each other but gravity wasn’t on my side. It’s like there was a force pushing them closer so I just gave up and let my leg rest against his. It sounds weird thinking about these simple things that I shouldn’t notice but I strangely noticed them.
“Don’t you want to spend it with family?” I finally give in and look at him. It’s really attractive how his chestnut curls fall around his face. Harry was staring at our legs as if he were reading my previous thoughts. “We considered that but we all knew this would be more fun!” he turned to look at me. Dammit his fucking charm is annoying. His blue/green eyes staring at me weren’t helping the situation either.
“Olii?” I yell still looking at Harry.
“Yeah?” I hear from the distance.
“They wanna give us a tour” I got no reply but I could hear her footsteps coming from the kitchen. She popped her head in the door way and gave me a look. I shot her a “PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP” look. She gives me an evil stare, “Uhh whatever! You’re lucky I want to finish my conversation with Niall and Lou.”
“My best friend is crazy.”
“And Imagine me? I have four of them!”
“How you do it, I don’t know.”
“Trust me you don’t want to know.” I laugh harder then I should at that. It just made me think of all the directioners on Tumblr making sexual bromance comments.
“Anyways, I should start getting ready if we wanna leave any time soon.”
“Yeah, thats probably a good idea.” He doesn’t move though. He actually leans in.
“Harry?”
“Yeah?”
“You know you have to move so I can get out of bed right?” I can tell he’s staring at my lips and he licks his own.
“HARRY?”
“Oh uhh yeah umm sorry.” He mumbles and gets off my bed.
I took a quick shower before Olii since my hair dries slower than hers and started to get ready. I wanted to look different from the last time they saw me but every outfit I put together looked the same. I seriously hope we’re going shopping on this tour because I really need new clothes. I settled for a grey long sleeve top and bright blue pants, for some color.
“Olii, do I look okay or blah?”
“Sam you look fine! Stop trying to impress them and dress comfortably. Look at me! Jeans and a band t-shirt like always.” I gave her my “bitch shut the fuck up your annoying me now” look.
“Eh, don’t give me that!”
We both stepped out the bedroom, “So you guys gonna watch TV all day or show us London?” asked Olivia.
“Took you guys long enough.” Harry walked over to me and put his arm around me again. He’s trying too hard and its annoying me now.
“Thats what you get for not warning us love.” I push his arm off me and start to walk away. I can feel his eyes staring at me so I turn around and shoot him a wink.
“So are we gonna be experiencing some fan girls stopping us all day?” I ask in the van. Im sitting between Olivia and Niall, Harry in front of Olivia, Zayn in front of Niall and Liam in the front seat.
“Maybe, depends where we go.” Answered Niall.
“Oh God its going to be a long day.”
I take my IPod out and hand an earphone to Olii. We have this game were we have to talk to each other using songs and nothing else. No. Talking. Allowed! I can somewhat hear someone trying to talk to me but the music playing in my right ear wasn’t allowing me to hear properly so I removed it.
“Sorry what?”
“What are you guys doing?” asked Zayn curiously.
“Umm nothing, we just have this game we play.” He looks at me with this weird look on his face.
“We talk to each other by song. No words allowed.”
“Ohhh!”
“Helps with awkward car rides.” Added Olivia.
“I want to try it on our way back okay?” I nod and put my earphone back in.
“Where we going anyways?”
I wasn’t expecting Olivia to be sparking up conversation but Im glad she did. Im seriously wondering where these boys were taking us.
“Its a surprise.” Liams accent makes me want to jump up and give him a hug.
“Crap! I hate surprises!”
“Really? Why?” I wasn’t expecting Niall to catch my eye on this trip but I guess his Irish charm is really showing through.
“I don’t know to be honest. I guess I don’t like the suspense or not knowing what’s going on around me.”
“Well to bad for you then ah?”
The car ride wasn’t really that long I must admit. Olii and I only played about 4 songs. We got out of the car and Niall and I were the last to get out.
“Lead the way boys.” Im walking next to Niall and I have to admit I was walking quite fast. I really want to know what we’re going and see.
“We just have to walk a bit you don’t need to walk that fast or you’re gonna miss it.” I laugh at his comment,I like Niall. He had a very positive aura about him. I can only imagine how much it would suck to be around him when you’re sad or maybe he can cheer you up depends how you look at it.
“Aren’t you guys gonna get noticed?” Literately five seconds after the words escaped my mouth they got stopped by fans to take pictures. Me and Olii stood on the side and some people actually asked us to take pictures for them, it was quite funny! We walked just a little more and I heard Oli yelling, “OH MY GOD! I KNOW WHAT WE’RE GOING AND SEE!” We stopped in front of a tall, old building.
“Ladies and Gents meet Big Ben!” said Liam realizing my confused face. Its truly amazing to see! The buildings antique structure and detail was breath taking! Yes it did look a giant clock but I couldn’t stop thinking about Peter Pan. You know the scene when they’re all flying to Never land.
“Reminds me of Peter Pan.”
“Yeah I can see how it makes you think of that.” I didn’t even realize Zayn was next to me until now.
“Do you mind taking a picture of me and Olii,please?”
“Not at all”
“We can have pictures with you guys later.” Olii added.
“Don’t worry we don’t need to be in every single picture with you guys.”
“As much as we want to though.” Added Harry. He seemed to always be around Zayn.
“Listen, I need some pictures to show my parents and knowing you guys and your crazyness I won’t have much to show them.”
“Very true” I hear Louis say.
We both stood in front of the gate and took some pictures. We asked some stranger to take pictures of all of us together and some were hilarious.
“Thanks for taking the picture Zayn.”
“No problem.” He flashed me a smile.
“You know, you aren’t as shy as everyone makes you out to be.”
“Is that good or bad?”
“Its good.”
“Well these interviews and stuff have really helped me be more comfortable and open up to people.”
“I was expecting to have to work hard to get a smile from you.“ Out of all five guys, Zayn was the one I was most attracted to so I really plan on flirting every time I can with him. Hey, don’t judge me okay? You would too if Zayn was standing right in front of you.
“Sorry to disappoint but can you blame me?
“What do you mean?”
“Well how can I not smile around amazingly sweet and funny people, like you?” Wow that was cheesy but anything coming out of Zayns mouth right now is making me want to melt into a puddle.
“I know Im just flawless right?” Im really having fun joking around with him.
We got stopped by some more girls right before getting into the van. Olii and I had to take some pictures again and we didn’t mind as long as they didn’t ask who we were we’re fine. The boys are seriously so nice to their fans. They’re talking and being seriously perfect with the girls. Niall was walking towards us now.
“Sorry girls I’m gonna tell the lads to hurry up so we can leave.”
“Aww no don’t do that! Look how happy the girls are?” Niall turns around and looks at the girls laughing and smiling all over the place.
“Take your time love.” Said Olivia.
He joined the rest and Olii and I continued on observing the situation. Niall and Liam were being absolute cuties, like always, and were talking with this blonde girl. Two brunettes were being really annoying and obnoxious with Harry. He wasn’t into it I can tell but I must admit he hides it really well. The girls were loving the attention. Zayn was talking to the same brunettes as Harry but he just wasn’t as open and into the conversation like Harry. He was leaning against the gate and the brunette that kept checking him out couldn’t seem to notice his lack of interest. He looked so good. I couldn’t help but check him out myself. I’m sure he felt my eyes on him so he looked up and smiled at me. It was so funny seeing the brunettes face turn from all smiles to complete jealousy. It was strange having a girl jealous of me. That never happens back home. The girl gave Zayn a paper and then told the rest of the girls it was time to go. They said their goodbyes and were off. It didn’t take a genius to know what was written on that paper. They walked over to the car and started getting in.
“And just like that Malik gets girls numbers.”
“Shut up” and chuckles.
“Why you embarrassed love? Be proud about it! That girl was hella into you.”
“If I didn’t know any better I’d say someone’s jealous.”
“Dammit and I thought I was hiding it so well.”
“No need to be jealous I’m sitting right next to you.” Zayn put him arm around me and smiled. I held my breath for a moment and realized I should probably say something.
“Gosh I’m just sooo lucky.” The sarcasm in my voice could be heard from space. I leaned into the curve of torso and I could feel every rise and fall of his chest. It felt good being close to him. Unfortunately as soon as I got comfortable it was time to get out of the car.
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PART 2
“That was fast.”said Olii.
“Yeah the next stop wasn’t that far. We could have walked but you know that would have taken awhile on busy London streets.” Replied Niall.
“Yeah I get that.”
Zayn and I were the last to get out of the van.
“After you babe.” The smile he shot me made me want to rip his clothes off. This guy is way too attractive to be real. Jesus, I sound like such a fan girl! “Snap out of it Sam” was all I could think to myself as I got out of the van.
“WOW!” I hear Olii say. I look up from the van and realize that there is at least 2000 people at this venue. They were filed in a line that was marked by metal bars leading all the way to this giant Ferris wheel.
“Hey guys, do you plan on flying onto that ride or waiting in line till we’re about 80?” I couldn’t believe people would wait a giant line like this to get on a giant Ferris wheel for about a minute.
“No we got tickets so no line up.” Answered Harry.
“Goes far having connections ah?” and I give him a smirk.
As we walk past the giant line, people pointed, screamed and even got out of line to ask the boys things, take pictures and get autographs. There were some fans that came up to Olivia and me to ask who we were and what we were doing with the boys. We didn’t know what to say to be honest. We couldn’t tell them we were the contest winners because the boys haven’t posted the video of them surprising me yet. We didn’t want to say we were distant cousins or what not because that can get complicated in the future. Thank God Zayn was next to me and over heard. He told the fans we were just friends that went way back. The fans didn’t ask any more questions after that.
It took a while to get to the booth to give in our tickets. The boys were causing quite a commotion. We even considered just leaving and going on to the next stop but Harry was determined to get on the London Eye, which is what the giant Ferris wheel is called. About twenty minutes later, Liam handed Louis a piece of paper when we finally got to the booth. Louis was super friendly and talkative so it made sense that he went to go talk to the worker at the booth. Louis didn’t even give the worker tickets, he just slipped the paper under the glass and we were able to get on the ride. Must be some interesting paper that’s for sure. We got stamped on our right hand and walked onto the platform. I suddenly feel a presence behind me. You know when you can feel when someone is watching you? Well that’s how I feel. Zayn was next to me and Olii was talking with Niall and Liam. That leaves Louis and Harry. My mind didn’t even consider it to be Louis. I think my brain wants it to be Harry. Stupid brain of mine!
A deep husky voice whispered in my ear, “Can we get on together?” I felt the hairs on my neck lift up. I knew it was Harry. That voice didn’t match Louis’. I did want to go on with Zayn but he technically didn’t ask me and he’s not the only person here that I can hang out with.
“Yeah why not.” I follow him towards the lift.
“I thought you were gonna come with me?” said Zayn with a little pout. He’s seriously the cutest thing ever.
“Sorry but Harry beat you to it but this just means we’re just gonna have to come back to go on together.”
“I’m fine with that.” Says Zayn with this sexy smirk. I think he had a mission to kill me or something with a smile like that.
When I sat down on the lift it was cold. It wasn’t like the weather in London today was particularly warm but I wasn’t expecting it to be this cold. The Ferris wheel started moving forward. I’m not scared of roller coasters or anything but the creeks and cracks from the ride were making my stomach turn. I think Harry saw the muscles in my legs clench as it began because all he did was chuckle. Neither of us said anything. It’s kinda awkward I’m not gonna lie. I’m casually dying inside because of this ride and he’s just staring at me smiling. Something’s not right with this obviously.
“Is there a reason why your casually staring and smiling at me like a creep Styles?”
“Aha, Are you uncomfortable?”
“Uncomfortable with what?”
“This entire situation? Me? The ride?”
“Are you asking me if you make me uncomfortable?” All he does is give me his famous smile and nods. He seriously frustrates me.
“Not everything is about you, you do realize that right?”My tone implied nothing but bitchiness.
“I didn’t say it was, I’m just saying you seem uncomfortable about being here.”
“You don’t make me uncomfortable, to answer your indirect question. This creepy Ferris wheel just gives me chills that’s all.”
The smile on his face grew wider. He slid next to me and put his arm around me.
“Relax Sam! No one’s ever died or gotten hurt on this ride.” It didn’t sound like the Harry I’ve been hearing all day. He actually sounded sweet and innocent. No cheeky tone, no smart ass double meanings, just him actually being himself.
I look at him, “Who are you and what have you done with the real Harry Styles?” He started laughing and looked back at me.
“He’s here, there’s just more to him than you think.” He had an adorable shy smile on his face and he looked away. Can you imagine Harry Styles being shy?
I didn’t even realize that my body was relaxed. I was leaning into Harry and I didn’t even know it. He smelled amazing. I leaned my head into his chest and stayed there. He wasn’t expecting it and it took him a minute before he wrapped his left arm around my waist. I wrapped my arm around my stomach out of habit and my fingers intertwined with his. He didn’t even twitch his fingers away.
I have mixed emotions right now. I want to pull away. I feel like a whore and I feel like I have to push him away but none of my muscles move. I felt better here. I felt good. Neither of us said anything. We just sat there in silence as the Ferris wheel turned. It stopped right before hitting the bottom to continue. This place is surrounded by a bunch of people, what if someone saw us like this? What if it got in papers and out of hand? I didn’t need that and neither did Harry, especially now with all this stuff going on about Caroline Flack.
“Harry move!”
“Why?” he sounded surprised.
“People are gonna see.”
“So?”
“What do you mean so? What if someone takes pictures and puts it online?”
He didn’t answer me. He was thinking I could tell. He looked frustrated as if he wasn’t happy with the situation. He looked at how close we were to each other and then into my eyes. Damn him for having such amazing eyes. Eyes have always been my ultimate attractive feature on a guy and the fact that his were beautiful were making me want to lean my head a couple inches to meet his lips. I could genuinely tell he didn’t want to let me go. I don’t blame him though. Being a celebrity means it’s harder to have that special someone and have moments like we just did. He slowly let go of my hand and brought his arm to his side. He didn’t slide over though.
“You sure?” he asked still looking frustrated.
“What do you mean?”
“Well because you were scared so you sure you want me to move?” I looked down at the hand Harry was holding. It felt empty, like as if something was there before and now it’s not. My hand felt cold where his hand and finger tips were placed.
“Yeah I’m sure, thanks.”
“Yea you better say thank you.”
I give him a light slap, “I take it back then.” We both just sat there laughing at each other. The lift started moving again and it seemed like we were on it forever and there was still one more turn left.
Harry still didn’t slide away but I didn’t want him too. Plus I don’t think people can really say much if we’re just sitting next to each other, right? As soon as we were out of view of the big crowd Harry took his left hand and intertwined it with my right. Our hands were placed inside of my thigh and I have to admit it gave me shivers.
“Harry, can I ask you something?” He just nodded.
“Why’d you guys pick me?
“Well personally I voted for you because you’re fit.” I glared at him which made him smile supper big.
“No seriously though, why?”
“I don’t know, you were different. You had this charm about you that made all five of us remember who you were. We all would say after watching a really good video, “Oh but remember that one girl from Canada?” and we would all know who the other person was talking about. So we kept your video for the top 3.”
“But I’m sure the other two videos were better than mine.”
“They were so typical though. They both were our biggest fans, waited hours for our singles and album, both had tickets to our tour and both had a bunch of our merchandise. We wanted someone unpredictable, like us!”
“Oh okay.” I look at our hands for a while. It still feels weird being like this with someone I hardly know. I guess that’s why I didn’t let go though. He was a stranger to me and the fact that I can cure some of my loneliness and his for a few minutes was okay with me.
“You sound disappointed with my answer babe.” He was looking at our hands this time. His thumb rubbing against my hand, out of habit I guess. I think its his way of comforting me from the Ferris wheel without it being so noticeable.
“Well I didn’t know what to expect when I asked so I can’t really be disappointed by your answer if I had no expectations.” He looked up and smiled at me and then looked back at our hands.
PART 3
It felt weird being back on the ground after being up so long. I don’t know how to explain it but it took me a while to start walking normally again.
“Thanks a lot guys!”
“For?” answered Liam.
“The tour! You guys really didn’t have to.”
“We wanted to so there is no need to thank us.”
Walking back to the van I’m looking around for Olivia. I want to tell her what just happened between me and Harry.
“She’s in front talking with Louis.” I jumped a bit. Zayn scared me; I didn’t notice he was walking next to me. As soon as I saw his amazing face guilt hit me like a ton of bricks.
“Really?” I’m surprised! I’ve told her soo many times that she would like Louis but she always told me to shut up about One Direction and changed subject.
“Yeah! They’ve been getting on really well.” He said and winked at me.
“I doubt she thinks of him that way, trust me.”
“Why wouldn’t she?”
“Umm Olii isn’t like most girls. Most of her friends are guys and she’s never really seen them as anything more than just friends. Plus no offense to you guys but she isn’t a fan. She’s here for me and London. She’s always wanted to come here so when I told her she didn’t care about the circumstances she just wanted to walk on English grounds.”
“Oh okay then but I think he’s into her. She definitely his type.”
“Isn’t he with Eleanor though?”
“Erm, good question. I’m not sure what they are to be honest.”
“Liar!”I said while smiling.
“I’m serious! They’ve been talking but I don’t really know what’s going on.”
“To be honest even if she’s his type I don’t think he’d go for her.”
“You’d be surprised.”
“Well Lou is 19 and Olii is 16. Doesn’t he like girls more his age? Plus if I were him, I’d pick Eleanor. She’s a hot model! He’s crazy if he picks a regular 16 year old girl over a hot 19 year old model.”
“True.”
I watched them for a little. They were actually really cute together. They looked like they were having a real good conversation but Olii hasn’t been interested in guys in a long time. I’m going to have to talk to her and her flirty eyes.
Thankfully we reached the van without anyone stopping us. God was on our side there. Zayn and I were the last to get into the van.
“After you.” He said and stepped to the side to let me get in. I climbed in while holding my pants. I didn’t wanna give Zayn and the rest of the public a free show with my purple thong. I sat in the corner and Zayn next to me, obviously. We somehow managed to get into the same position as before. He was honestly really comfortable and warm. You know that feeling when you walk into a really warm and cozy house? That’s what I felt like right now. I didn’t want to get up. I wanted to stay like that forever as cheesy as it sounds. I was getting a little nervous though because Harry kept looking at me and starting up conversations, which was making me feel awkward considering I was in almost the same position with him 10 minutes ago. I guess it was cute banter and it was funny because he wasn’t expecting me to shoot back the answers I was giving him. No one did! I even surprised myself a bit.
I BBMed Oli to distract myself from the Harry situation.
- So you and a lou ah? ;)
I didn’t hide my phone from Zayn because frankly I don’t really care if he sees this conversation. Oliis phone vibrates and then this cute smile appeared on her face. Maybe she does have a thing with Lou.
- Shut up, he’s just hilarious that’s all.
“Are you guys seriously texting each other?” asked Harry.
“BBMing actually.” Olii sticks her tongue at him.
“You guys can’t just talk out loud?” I laughed at his tone. Poor Harry sounded confused.
“Why, you curious?” I ask him still laughing at his confused face.
“You’re not missing out on much don’t worry mate.” Said Zayn.
“Eh you, shut your mouth!” My tone was very dominant but had a hint of teasing. I pointed my finger at him while I said it too. Gosh Im so funny!
“Look at that, your girls giving you orders already!” said Harry.
“What do you want me to? I like them feisty!” Zayn winks at me.
“Oh god!” was all I could mutter out after hearing Harry say I was Zayns girl. If Harry thought I was Zayns girl, then what the fuck was everything on the Ferris Wheel? Did everyone label me as that already? Fuck off I need to mind read right now.
- We’re here for 3 days can you just enjoy the fact you have 5 hot guys surrounding you?
- LOL fuck you
- eh just being honest about the current situation
- go do kinky shit with Zayn Miss Feisty, muah!
Zayn and I read the BBM at the same time and busted out laughing. I really love Olivia, I really really do!
“Can I have your phone for a minute?” I hand him my phone cautiously. Everyone was staring at Zayn, Olii and me with “WHAT THE FUCK?” expressions. I look at Zayn who’s typing away on my phone.
“Whatchu saying?” I lean my head on his shoulder hoping that would give me a better view.
“Ah!!” and he hides the phone screen.
“Give it to me than!” I say smiling. I probably should have a serious face but I couldn’t with the current events that were unfolding.
“No!”
“Oh my God! So do you want me to kill you now or later?”
“Never would be nice.”
“You should give me my phone than.”
“Come get it.” He said and put my phone in his pants.
I heard “Oh my God!” “LEGEND” “No, you did not just do that!” and laughing all around me.
“Do you think she’s not gonna go get it?” asked Olivia.
“She won’t!” he answered while giving me a cheeky smile.
I didn’t even answer him and start unzipping his chinos. I slipped my hand into his pants and brushed against his bump by accident. I regret nothing though that ass deserves all the teasing he gets because of this. My phone was placed inside his pants but on his lap so as I grabbed it and started pulling my hand out, I made sure to brush against him again.
“See I’m already in your pants and you haven’t even taken me out on a date, that’s talent my friend!” Everyone was laughing hysterically now. I don’t think anyone thought this would happen. I guess there really is no dull moment with One Direction.
“Zayn seems to have lost his tongue.” Says Olii which made everyone laugh even harder if that was even possible. My cheeks hurt and so did my abs. I zip his pants back up, “Thanks babe!” and pat his leg.
“I can’t believe you just did that for a phone.” Said Niall.
“I like her! She’s a keeper!” I heard Lou tell Liam.
“It’s inside his pants and I know nothing in his pants can hurt me so why wouldn’t I get it? Im not shy!” I answer and wink at Zayn, who’s face was still priceless.
“Zayn you alright there man?” Nialls Irish accent was much cuter than I thought it be.
“Yeah just a little shocked!”
“You really should have just given me my phone!”
“I’ll remember that for next time!”
I tune out any further conversation because I want to read what Zayn was telling Olivia.
-Don’t encourage her to do naughty things Olivia
-Yeah let me know if you still think that later on tonight ;)
-aha fuck you
-that’s Sams’ job at the moment
“Really guys? Really?”
“Was it worth going in Zayns pants for?”asked Louis.
“Unfortunately going in Zayns pants is always a disappointment.” Every one died after that. I screamed I’m joking all over the place but I couldn’t help but laugh with everyone else.
“Anyways let’s try and keep the rest of this car ride Rated E for everyone okay?” said Liam.
“Where we going next anyways?”
“Time to spend money!” was the answer Liam gave me.
Me and Olivia looked at each other. Yea another movie moment. We both knew it was time for shopping. Don’t judge us okay! Shopping is fun so fuck you and your stereotypical judgements! I’ve always wanted to shop in one of the fashion capitals of the world!
“How long do we have to shop?”
“Well stores clothes at 7:00PM tonight but we have a surprise for you guys at around 5ish.” Niall was standing next to me again. Cute little leprechaun is exactly what he is. I looked at my phone for the time, 2:30PM. That leaves about three hours to shop. That’s very do-able. We got dropped off at this giant intersection. People were coming from all directions. Cars were honking and drivers were yelling. Big famous red buses were everywhere and I felt like I was in a movie. I have a feeling shopping is a going to be a disaster though. All these people plus a hot famous boy band equals hell. We decided to go to Forever 21 first manly because the UK gets things faster than Canada and its kinda me and Oliis favourite store ever. Unfortunately it’s always packed with girls so I wonder how this is going to turn out.
As soon as the boys were seen they were bombarded with people around them. We didn’t stay to watch this time though. My closet is expecting gifts for when I come back. We went through racks and racks and racks of clothes. This store has everything! I just love it! An hour passed by and I didn’t even know it till I looked at my phone. We haven’t even tried stuff on yet. Oh boy we won’t have time to go to any other stores. Damn I really wanted to see the boys trying on some stuff for me. Suddenly my phone vibrated. I got a text from a weird long number.
- where are you?
-Who is this?
-your dream
-my dream? Fuck off and tell me who you are!
-what’s the fun in that?
-idk you tell me after I call the cops.
-come find me! I’m in the guys section
-Oh yeah I always go find complete and udder strangers there
-Sam get your cute ass here right now!
I call Olivia over and show her the texts.
“It could be one of the boys.”
“How would they manage to get out of all those people?”
“Good point! This person still has your number though so it can’t be a complete stranger.”
“Your right it could just be my stalker.”
“If it isn’t them then you run, scream and kick him in his happy place.”
I walked over to the men section which was coincidently close by. There was no one in the mens section. I was walking around and no one was to be found. Fuck this I’m going back to find Olivia. Hands were around my waist, “BOO!” I shove my elbows backwards and turn around. “Ouchhhhhhhhhhhh!” I heard from the ground.
“Zayn?”
“Hi lovely!” His voice sounded rough and in pain.
“Im so sorry!” I help him up and then touch where I assume I hit him.
“It’s okay.”
“You should have just told me it was you.”
“But this was more fun and more painful.” I smiled very big. It was funny but I didn’t laugh, just smiled.
“So what do you want?”
“To hide from all the girls!”
“And I need to be here why?”
“To keep me company!” He flashes me his cute flirty smile. Wow he really is much more attractive in person.
“Yeah anyways bye.” And I turn on my heels and start walking in the opposite direction.
“NO!” He grabbed me and pulled me back toward him. He didn’t have to though. The dominant tone in his voice did the trick.
“Hey?” Some of my clothes fell on the floor but I don’t care. My back pressed against his chest and my head leaned back into the creek of his neck.
“Are you gonna hold me hostage?” I came out almost as a whisper.
“Only if you want me to.”
“Babe don’t tease me like that!”
“Do you like it?” He spins me to face him.
“Since when are you into younger girls Malik?” I wrap my arms around his neck.
“Good question.”He wraps his arms tightly around my waist. It almost hurts but it feels good. I feel his phone vibrating against my right thigh. He reaches for it keeping his other hand on my lower back. The adorable smile he had on his face changed into seriousness. His hand on my lower back fell just as fast too.
“What’s wrong?” He didn’t even look up at me.
“Nothing, hurry up so we can leave.” He answers and walks away, leaving me in the men’s section by myself. What the fuck?
I ended up buying a shit load of clothes, bags, shoes and accessories and so did Olivia. She was in the middle of telling me something but she could tell I wasn’t paying attention. I’m still thinking about Zayn and what happened.
“Okay seriously though what’s wrong?” I explain to her everything that happened. Even me and Harry on the Ferris wheel although there wasn’t much to tell about that situation.
“You’re a whore.”
“Stop I know!! I’m always put in these situations and I don’t know what to do! You know me and how I am Olii!”
“They aren’t used to someone like you around!”
“Their a hot boy band! Their used to girls period.”
“Tell them both not to take you so seriously and all that fun stuff.”
“But they should be mature enough to know this already.”
“There boys! Whatever text the number back and ask where they are.”
I pull my phone out of my bag and text the number.
- Where are you?
-outside
-Well no shit but where?
-In front in the van.
Zayn was sitting in the front seat this time. Harry, Louis and Liam sat in front of Olii and me. I didn’t say a word as I climbed in. I know it’s very obvious on my face right now that some things wrong but I honestly don’t give a shit. I need to stay in my bubble for a bit and calm down. I put my earphones in and put my music on full volume. Tuning out the world is what I do best.
PART 4
I felt a light tap on my foot. I didn’t even realize I closed my eyes till now. I must have fallen asleep or dazed out or something. It was Harry. I just stared at him with blank eyes. I didn’t even want to deal with him but just like him, I’m a good actress. I read his lips, “What’s wrong?” That’s such a good question! What the fuck is wrong with me? I’m completely confused about everything but none the less I shoot him a big convincing smile and whisper nothing. He motions for me to take my earphones off.
“Really Styles? What do you want that you’re depriving me of my music?”
“Give me your phone.”
“Excuse me?”
“Please?” He shoots me a smile. I was always really attracted to guys with dimples. What the fuck Sam? Stop thinking!
“I swear to God you better give it back because I’m not in the mood.”
“I promise.” He stares into my eyes as I hand him my phone. Nothing romantic or anything just plain staring. I watch him as his fingers move across my keyboard and click a few buttons.
“Here.” I have to unbuckle my belt to get it. I’m guessing Harry was feeling too lazy to move an inch to hand it to me.
“Thank you.” My voice was very monotone. I hate when I sound like this. It depresses me more, oddly enough. I stare at my phone for a bit. Why did Harry want my phone? What did he do? I quickly go through my phone and check to find what he did. I look up at him, my face obviously showing how confused I am. He does a texting motion with his own phone. I go through my contacts and see that Harry added his number.
- Hi stranger
- Hello beautiful
I smiled when I read it. Ugh no, I can’t! This sudden male attention can’t get to me. I can’t do this!
-Stop that! :P
-Stop what?
He looks up at me confused. Why does he have to act stupid? He can’t just be like “Yeah I’ll stop making you want me!” That would make things so much easier.
-Saying things like that.
- Why? I’m just being nice babe.
I didn’t know what to answer him. Why should he stop saying things like that? Oh yeah, because I can’t handle really attractive guys flirting with me but I can’t go tell Harry Styles that.
- I don’t know
- umm ok? You ok?
-yeah, yeah I’m fine
-liar
-I never lie! I don’t know what you’re talking about.
-you just did though love
-Fuck you lol!
- tell Dr. Styles what’s wrong babe
- I have nothing to tell you, I’m fine!
-mhm
- -.-
- Fine I won’t push you
-Do you know what’s wrong with Zayn?
- Oh so that’s why your down?
-No! I’m fine, God! I just wanna know why he’s all depressed and wtv
- He seems fine to me
-He was being a dick before
“We’re here” I heard Niall say overly cheerful. Gosh I really do love him. I can’t help but smile as everyone gets out the van. I’m the last to get out and notice Harry waiting for me. Olii was off chatting and having fun with the rest of the boys. That stung just a bit. She doesn’t even like One Direction yet she’s having more fun than me.
“Follow.” Says Harry and points to the rest of the gang that already started walking. We were at a park and it was beautiful! There weren’t many people around and it was quiet. We walked up this giant hill and once we got to the top, Liam started to take out a bunch of blankets.
“Primrose Hill has one of the best views of London.” Said Liam. Everyone was helping him place the blankets on the floor so we could all sit. I just stood there though. The view was beautiful. The sky was turning a deep orange and I was mesmerized. I’ve never watched the sun set and the fact that I was watching it in London was just amazing. I didn’t move, I didn’t sit, I didn’t do anything! I just stood there. Olivia was sitting between Niall and Louis and seemed to be watching the sun set to. As much as we were different we both liked the simple things in life. She turned to look at me and smiled. The sun set made everything seem more perfect. It’s a complete movie moment once again.
I don’t even know how long I’ve been standing for. I still haven’t sat down and my legs were starting to kill me.
“Sam?”
“Yeah?” Olivia broke my dazed mind set. She was walking towards me and I can see everyone sitting, having a laugh on the blankets. She put her hands on my shoulders,”Look at me!” I lift my head and stare at her.
“Zayn’s just sitting by the tree so you should go talk to him.”
“Do I have to?”
“Go right now!”
I drag my feet towards the tree Olii pointed at. Zayn was slouched on the floor, watching the final moments of the sun set.
“Mind if I join you?” He doesn’t even break his gaze from the sky. He just nods his head. I took that as yes I do mind so I took a deep breath and started walking away.
“You can sit Sam.”I heard from behind me. I stopped and turned around.
“You sure?” The words were coming out of my own mouth but they stung. I can hear Harry saying the same thing to me on the Ferris wheel.
“Yeah, come!” and he pushes over so I have space to lean against the tree. We sat under the tree awkwardly. The sky was dark now and stars were starting to show. I brought my knees to my chest and shivered. It was quite cold but there was no way in hell I wanted Zayn to know. I didn’t want another Ferris wheel moment. I have to be the bigger person and say something. We can’t just sit here or else this is just pointless.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m fine.”
“I’m not an idiot so don’t lie to my face! I hate liars!”
“That’s rich coming from you!” he spit back at me. Blood was rushing through me now. His tone didn’t imply anything nice at all.
“Excuse me? I’m with you for a day and you’re going to start assuming shit! How lovely!”
“I’m sorry! That came out wrong.”
“You think?” My voice sounded really bitchy. It’s the Italian in me. I’m very hot headed and once I’m mad, it’s over! You’re not going to hear the end of it.
“Just, I’m so used to girls falling for Harry’s tricks. Girls, he doesn’t deserve! I’m no saint, trust me, but it’s just annoying!”
“Wait! What? Who’s falling for Harry’s tricks?” He turns his head to me and stares at me. His beautiful eyes showing guilt and a glint of regret.
“Oh my God! First of all, I’m not falling for Harry. Give me some credit come on! You think after a day I’d be on my knees begging for him? Shows you guys hardly know me. I’m not falling for anyone actually. I’m not falling for you, Harry, Niall , Liam or Louis! Is that clear?” I turn my body towards him and sit like an Indian. “I’m someone who notices their flaws and doesn’t have a problem with admitting them. I’m a flirt, okay? I’m such a flirt I don’t even know when I’m flirting. It’s who I am! Oddly guys fall for me, I don’t fall for them. Also I’m a tease! You think you’re gonna get it but then bayum you don’t! It’s a game I’m forced to play because of my insecurities. So can you imagine it? Being a flirt plus being a tease plus being an insecure, lonely teenage girl? Yeah, didn’t think so! You guys get girls old enough to be your moms so silly old me thought you’d be able to reads me like a book. Wrap me around your finger after you guys say a few things to me but turns out I was wrong. You’re all the same! Celebrity, normal, rich, poor, it doesn’t make a difference!” We were silent for a minute. Zayn obviously taking everything I just said to him in. I can’t believe I let all that out. I can’t believe I might have just opened up to Zayn, a stranger.
I’m not going to wait for him to answer. Everything is hurting me now and I’m pretty sure I don’t even want to hear his answer so I get up and take a step.
“No!” Zayn grabs my wrist firmly. He was so warm. I look at his hand wrapped around my small wrist. I was so angry at him that my eyes were starting to get watery. No way in hell was I going to cry in front of everyone. I’m not a weak little baby.
“We aren’t all the same. Life fucks us up all in different ways.”
“I don’t understand you! What makes you think I’m falling for Harry?”
“Management texted me and told me to tell Harry to be more careful.” I lift my head to look at him.
“What are you talking about?”
“We all have a hard time getting girls because of our fan base but Harry has it worse than all of us. He’s fan favourite so him being spotted cuddling with a cute brunette on a Ferris wheel isn’t really good for him.”
“Oh…” Guilt overwhelmed me. What was I thinking? I snap at Zayn thinking he’s the bad guy yet all along, I was the problem. I stare at the floor, refuse to show Zayn the guilt I’m feeling.
“The internet was going crazy! ‘Styles on romantic date on the London Eye!’ ‘Harry and mystery girl!’ ‘Harry’s charm caught the attention of cute brunette!’ It was everywhere Sam! I went and tell him and he said okay. We’d never fight over a girl, no offense but you aren’t worth as much as those four boys, but the fact that he didn’t even flinch and try to say it wasn’t true, made me feel…” He didn’t finish his sentence he just shook his head. I don’t know what to think after everything he just said. My mind was blank. I knew I should be thinking, feeling something but I wasn’t. I know later on, after going over this moment in my head, I’ll know exactly how I feel but right now I can’t decipher anything. All that came out of my mouth was, “None taken, I guess.”
“I know I’m known as the guy that doesn’t open up to people easily but I’m not gonna deny that everything that happened between me and you today, made me realize how much I miss being cute with a girl.”
“We were cute ah?” I smile at him trying to lighten the mood up. I really hate having conversations like this. I can’t handle being the cause of someone feeling negative emotions. A little smile was on his face but disappeared very fast.
“I didn’t think I was going to have to explain myself to you guys considering you guys are so popular with girls but now you know, I’m a flirt so don’t take things I say so seriously, okay?” He nods and smiles at me.
“Sorry for the confusion babe.”
“Yea yea so this is why you were being a dick to me? If I didn’t know any better I’d say someone was jealous.” I wink at him while he looks up and laughs.
“Shut up Sam! Come on lets go sit with everyone.” He got up before me and I lift my arms up to him so he can help me up. He pulls me up as if I was a feather and as I get up I jump and loose my balance. His arms were around me, tightly, and despite everything we just talked about, it wasn’t awkward or anything. His forehead leaning against mine. “Sorry.” I whisper. He was staring at my lips and licking his own. I love when guys lick their lips. It’s a turn on I have to be honest. He didn’t say anything, his body pushed into mine and he started walking forwards, leading me to walk backwards. I thought he was planning on pushing me against the tree we were sitting under before but turns out Malik had other plans. I wasn’t looking around to watch where we were going. I trusted him enough to lead the way and make sure I didn’t fall. I did notice that we were walking on a pathway so I’m pretty sure he knows where we’re going. The trees covered the starry sky so it was really dark. No one was around and he pushed me up against the nearest tree. I’m definitely going to have bruises tomorrow.
“We can’t.” I whisper to him. I know what he wants and I can’t give it to him. I’m not like that.
“Let me have this moment, please!” I can’t describe what emotion his voice was showing. It sounded desperate and full of lust.
“It’ll hurt more after though.” He grabbed my hands and placed them above my head. He was holding them with one hand and the other was on my hip keeping it in place. This was hurting me. His hips pressed against mine. I haven’t had this in a long time and if it’s hurting me, it must be killing him. As much as I want him to back away, I want him to just erase this tension and kiss me. I’m going to feel so alone once he backs away and the heaviness in my chest is going to come back. He titled his head. His lips parting from each other and mine do the same. I could feel his warm breath against my skin. I looked up at him. His eyes staring right into mine. His face got further away from mine. I couldn’t feel his warmth anymore. My arms fell to my side and Zayn slowly backed away. I craved him now. I wanted him to do something. I didn’t want to feel alone again. I was flushed and I just stared at the ground.
“Sorry.” I look up at him and this time he was looking at the ground. I walk over to him and give him a hug.
“Don’t ever do that again ok?” As much as it pained me to say it, we couldn’t put ourselves in that situation every again. Even if we both wanted it. He lets go of me and starts walking.
“Zayn I’m sorry.” He stops walking and I catch up to him. I look up at him and its obvious he’s in deep thought.
“For?” We start walking back to the group again. It wasn’t that far anyways.
“Not making you do it. Not giving you the attention and affection you obviously crave for, not being easy for you to get.”
“Those aren’t things you should be apologizing for.”
“Doesn’t make me feel any less guilty.”
“Makes you a good person though.” I can start hearing everyone laughing now. We walk a few more steps in silence. We break through the little pathway of trees and can see everyone on the blankets.
“This is going to be hard isn’t it?”
“What’s going to be hard?”
“Resisting.”
CHAPTER 10
Walking back to the van at 1:00AM was hard. Everyone was too lazy to pick up all the blankets and what not. Also everyone had to pick up their garbage because the world doesn’t deserve all that mistreatment so that made everything take a lot longer. But it mainly took us forever to clean up because no one wanted the night to end. We were having so much fun, despite everything that happened and after a whole day together I don’t really want to say good bye to them, even if I’m gonna see them again tomorrow. We all walked very slowly and it seemed to take a while to even find the van.
“Zayn, we playing the IPod game?”
“No I’m too tired right now to play. Definitely another time though.” He did look tired but still rather attractive. How that is possible I seriously don’t know.
“Aww fine.” I pout my lips and make puppy sad eyes before smiling at him forgivingly.
“I’ll do it.” I hear from behind me. Obviously Harry had no problem stepping in to replace Zayn.
“Oh no! Not you!” I shake my head and try to look disappointed.
“Hey!” he nudges me and chuckles
“You know I’m joking love.”
“Or is she? You’ll never know!” Olivia butted in.
“Not funny Olii.”
“Oh I try you know.” Everyone was so tired we all laughed, probably a bit too hard at that.
Zayn, Olivia and Liam sat in front of Louis, Harry and me on the way back. It was Nialls turn to sit in the front unfortunately. His Irish charm could have been really entertaining in the back seat. I unroll my earphones and hand Harry the right earphone.
“Umm I listen to music really loudly so if it’s too loud just let me know. Oh and since you’re a guy you’re only allowed to pick songs sung by male artists, okay?” The moon light shadows reflect against his face and as the car moves the moon light slowly reveals his chiselled jaw, a cute dimple and bluer than usual eyes. He simply nods his head.
“Umm I’m just going to find a random song and then you’re gonna start.” I didn’t want to find a meaningful song. I just wanted something plain so he could start the conversation. Unfortunately I’m a hip hop girl so I don’t know if Harry’s gonna find some of the songs he wants but at least almost 90% of them are sung by guys. I settle with a plain techno song with hardly any lyrics. Exactly what I wanted! A song that didn’t implement deep meaning and emotion.
“Have fun!” I hand him my IPod and wait anxiously. We were in our own little bubble, laughing and smirking at each other. A wink was shot every once and a while but no actual physical contact was done. None was needed actually. The songs we picked spoke clearly for themselves. I should know by now that anything involving Harry Styles is cheeky and sexual. Everyone except Zayn, who somehow fell asleep, was just looking at us like we were idiots but frankly I was having fun so I don’t really care.
“Oh my God! I don’t think I can top that one!”
“Why would you even have that on your IPod?”He asked laughing at me.
“That’s a really good question.”
“Guilty pleasure I guess.”
“Oh shut up! I have to admit though this is much more fun with you. Olii step yo game up gurl!”
“Eh I’m flawless, fuck off!”
“Its love!”
Everyone was smiling at us, obviously too tired to laugh. Harry had this huge grin on his face like he was proud of himself or something. He’s such a cutie honestly.
“We’re here!” said Niall surprisingly unenthusiastically. Everyone including Zayn, who managed to wake up, got out of the van lazily. I have to admit I called him sleeping beauty a few times. It got really cold out of nowhere too. Hugs went around for everybody and our goodbyes were said yet Olii and I didn’t want to go inside and the boys didn’t want to go back in their van. We kept having random conversations about nonsense that kept us stalling. I did want to offer them to come up with us but if I’m being honest I’m still feeling a little jet lagged and I’m overly tired.
After 20 minutes the boys finally got in the van and left. Olivia and I walked slowly towards the elevator and didn’t say anything to each other. It wasn’t awkward or anything we’re just really too tired to talk. Walking into our room felt like walking into home but not quite. We decide to get ready for bed right away because tomorrow is gonna be just as eventful as today. We get our things ready and head to our bathroom together. As we’re both taking our makeup off and getting ready for bed we finally speak to each other.
“Thanks for doing this with me Olii.”
“My pleasure. I’m actually happy I said yes! I’m having a lot of fun!”
“Yeah I’ve noticed.” I wink at her.
“Don’t even start! Anyways what happened between you and Zayn? I saw you get pist a few times and then you guys disappeared.” I don’t know why but I feel hesitant to tell Olii what happened. We had some serious private and vulnerable moments and I feel weird sharing them. Oliis my best friend and I tell her everything so why does this feel any different? I told everything that happened earlier today and I was fine but this time feels different. There was some kind of emotional meaning behind things that happened between me and Zayn tonight. I told him about my insecurities and he shared to me how lonely he really is. He chose to tell me and I feel like I’m telling Olii one of his secrets. It just feels wrong but it’s Olivia and if this would have happened with her I would want her to confide in me. I tell her everything and as I get further into the story her facial expression changes. They’re so priceless, oh my God!
“Well I must admit Zayn is really attractive.”
“Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?”
“I have eyes okay!” She gives me a little nudge causing me to poke myself in the eye.
“But Zayn is so not your type.”
“Yeah but he’s yours.”
“So is Harry though.”
“Yeah you guys were so cute in the van. I can see that happening.”
“Well that’s helpful.”
“Why do I get the feeling that you feel like you need to choose between them?” We step out the bathroom and into the bedroom.
“Well because I do feel like I have to pick.” Olii puts her pyjamas on before she answers me.
“We have one day left with them and then BOOM your problems will be solved because I’m going to be honest with you, I really don’t think they’re gonna talk to you regularly after this weekend. It’s fine now because we’re all together and the moments happen but I seriously doubt anything would ever happen. So don’t hurt your pretty little head on trying to solve this problem when it’s already solved. That’s just my honest opinion Sam.”
We climb into our beds and they felt nice and cosy.
“Yeah I guess you’re right.” My voice obviously indicating I’m not reassured.
“I’m always right now go to bed tomorrow is another long day.” Her lamp was turned off and her head disappears under the covers. Silence over came the room. All you heard was Oliis even shallow breaths indicating she was asleep. Unfortunately I couldn’t fall asleep as fast as Olivia. I lay my head on the pillow but refuse to turn my light off until my head is officially clear. I hear a light buzz against my sheets and search for my phone in the covers. It was a text from Harry. I smiled instantly. I couldn’t help it!
-Gorgeous we forgot to tell you guys that tomorrow you have to be ready for 9:00AM so we can get the prize going.
- Really? That early? Do you guys even sleep?
-You can sleep later LOL
- With you guys around? Yeah anyways not happening: P
-Good point! Anyways Goodnight and don’t forget 9:00AM! xo
-yea yeah nighty night! J
I make sure to put multiple alarms on my phone and I close my lamp. I roll on my stomach and get comfortable. I take even breaths in hopes that it would stop that random thoughts going through my head.
CHAPTER 11 PART 1
My alarm was loud enough to wake me up but not loud enough to wake Olii up. I took a shower and use the bathroom to get ready before waking her. It seems to take Olivia five minutes to look flawless. A gift I wasn’t fortunate enough to possess. I got out the shower and heard some noises. I put on my joggers and a hoody and open the door just enough to peek through. There was no figure under the covers on Oliis bed.
“Olii?” I shout out.
“Yeah?” She walks in the room dragging her feet with a cup of coffee in her hand.
“I was just about to wake you up.”
“Aww well I’m awake now.” She smiles at me but her eyes still indicating that she’d go straight back to bed if she could.
“Did I wake you up?”
“No no don’t worry.”
“The boys said to be ready for 9:00.” She looks at the clock and slouches. “Why so early?” she mouths under her breath, obviously talking to herself.
“Yeah I said the same thing.”
“Can I use the bathroom?”
“Yeah give me five minutes.” I answer and close the door. “Hurry up!” I hear her yell from the other side of the room.
I do my usual morning routine and blow dry my hair till its damp.
“That was fast.”
“Really?” sounding surprised.
“No, now get out!” she pushes me out of the way and closes the bathroom door behind me. Not phased at all by Oliis little push, I walk into the living room and sit on the big couch in front of the mirror. I apply my light usual make up and make a loose French braid with my hair so it doesn’t frizz. As soon as I finish I hear Olii get out of the bathroom.
“That was fast!” I say while walking back into our room. She whips me a pillow and laughs.
“You wearing your new tights?” I ask.
“Yea, you?”
“Obviously! Did you see them? They’re beautiful!”
“They really are.”
I go through my bags and pull out my new burgundy velvet tights and place them on my bed. I match them with a baggy long sleeved white shirt. Simple but effective! I laugh at the relevantness of my thought.
We didn’t want to be late and rushed to finish getting ready. Both of us discussed how we thought the day would go. We both weren’t sure on the details and what was going to go on. We walked into the lobby and weren’t sure to wait outside or in so I texted Harry. My phone bill is going to be expensive when I get back to Canada.
- Good Morning Mister Styles! Do we wait for your arrival inside or outside?
-Good Morning love and umm it’s not us picking you up. You’re coming to us this time xo
-Aww I see well nvm than
- See you soon love
We wait as patiently as we can in the lobby sitting area. People passed by, checking in and out. My leg was shaking out of habit and to be honest nerves as well. I spent a day with them yesterday and so much happened. I never know what to expect with them and I liked that but I just hope it’s not as drama filled as yesterday. I like a challenge but I don’t know how to go with this. First time going in without a game plan equals dangerous. As I was thinking this a man in his mid forties walks in the hotel. He’s wearing a similar suit like the man who picked us up at the airport. He walked towards the check in counter and was talking to the lady working. I watched as they spoke in hopes that my lip reading skills would come in handy. The lady pointed towards us and the man turned around. He was now walking towards us and I nudge Olii.
“I think he’s driving us.”
“Why?” she turns to look at the man walking our direction.
“Wells he’s walking towards us so…” I let my sentence trail.
“Excuse me ladies?” He has a deep voice and a very strong British accent.
“Yes?” We answer in unison.
“Are you currently staying in room 703?” I don’t say anything. What if I’m wrong and this guys a pedophile or something? Olii answers for me.
“Yes, why?” her voice is stern. Not showing any hint of hesitation. Her way of showing to not to fuck with us. Oh how I love her!
“Come with me. I’m your designated driver. I’m going to bring you to the place where you will be enjoying your winnings.” He sounded so formal. I guess it was how he had to talk for his occupation. We nod, grab our things and follow him outside to the car.
We arrive at the London Ontario Hotel. Seriously how ironic is the name of this hotel? The driver opens the door for us and lets us out. He handed us our bags and told us to go wait inside. How is it our driver knows more about today’s events then we do? A woman came up to us as soon as we walked in. She was short, petite and didn’t really talk much. She brought us to door 914A and handed us the key card. As soon as we open the door we are in a narrow entry way. There was a closet to our left so we place our belongings in there right away. As we walked through the mini hallway a giant room was exposed. To the left there was a little kitchen, right in the middle was a huge L shaped couch placed in front of a fireplace with a big screen TV on top and to the left was two doors. One was a medium size bathroom and the other was a bedroom with a queen size bed in the middle. We sit on the couch and continue to wait for the boys. I was getting really bored so I text Harry again.
- Where are you guys?
-Nearby why? Miss me already?
-Obviously ;)
-I know you so well babe
- That’s exactly what I want you to think.
- :o
-Such a shame you’ll never fully know someone as flawless as me
-At least you know you’re flawless x
-Aww Harry! Is this how you get girls to fuck you?
-Dammit how’d you know?
-I know everything babe!
-Don’t give away my tricks or I’ll have to kill you!
-LOL secrets safe with me
I must look like an idiot smiling at my phone but I can’t help it.
“Who’s making you smile like that?” Olii makes me look up from my phone and she’s wiggling her eyebrows.
“Harry Styles.”
“Ouu baby!” We both crack up at the tone in her voice.
“When are they gonna be here?” she asks.
“Soon I guess, hope.”
We continued to wait on the couches. We were both lying down and had no idea what to do to make time pass faster. I think I actually almost fell asleep but my phone vibrated and saved me. It was Harry again.
- We’ll be there soon
-Hurry up! I’m impatient
- Excited to see me?
- No no no the real question here is are you excited to see me?
- Not really
- Ouch that hurts Harry
- I’m only joking
- Liar! It’s okay though you’ll see what happens when you get here pfft!
- Are you gonna punish me babe?
- Are you gonna like that?
- Yes I would, wouldn’t you?
- You’ll have to find out now wont you
- I guess I will xo
I finished reading his text and look up at Olii. I’m just about to open my mouth to read her the texts but a bunch of people burst through the door. The room went from calm to chaos in about 0.05 seconds. ‘What the fuck’ must have been written all over my face because that’s all I’m thinking right now. People were talking explaining things to us all at the same time. My brain was having trouble keeping up with all the commotion. It all happened in a blur and then they suddenly left us alone. Like a pack of bees they went to go buzz around someone who just walked through the door or maybe people who just walked through the door.
Sam & Oliis outfits: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=40671984
PART 2
“Try not to stare.” Olii tells me which indicates my queue to stop staring. I look at my phone in hopes to distract my eyes. I hear fast rhythm footsteps coming straight for me. I lift my head from my phone and Niall is running towards me.
“SAMM!” He yells and picks me up.
“AHH! Hi to you to Niall.” He puts me down and laughs.
“He’s excited about today.”Liam gives me a big bear hug.
“Oh I haven’t noticed at all.”
“Hey Babe.” Zayn slips his hands around my waist. His hug is protective compared to the other boys. He gives me a kiss on the cheek before letting me go and saying hi to Olivia. Louis and Harry left. Butterflies in my belly, I know I want to hug Harry last, if I even hug him at all.
“Oh okay Louis, it’s okay no really, you don’t need to say hi to me just continue conversing with Olivia, I’m fine.” I turn my back towards him knowing he’s coming to give me a hug. His arms squish me tightly for about a second and he returns next to Olii. Harry’s the last one.
“Left the best for last.” He opens his arms getting ready to hug me but I turn and walk the opposite direction.
“Nah, nothing for you love.” I leave him hanging there. Everyone laughing at his rejection. I must admit he’s taking it quite well besides his complete and udder shocked expression. I feel his large hand clasp my tiny wrist roughly, spinning me around. He pulls me towards him, “Get over here!” His voice stern. It was an order. No joking in his tone. Sexual attraction thick in the air between us now. My body tenses as his arms are tightly around me showing toned muscles and cuts I’ve never noticed before. I can’t help myself relax and lean into him now. His chest inviting my body in. He’s warm body leaves goose bumps on my cold skin.
“You’re lucky I’m feeling nice today.” My voice barely audible as I stare into his green eyes. His brown curls framing his face perfectly; I couldn’t look away.
“Yeah whatever Sam.” A cocky smile formed. I hated that smile. I hate cocky guys so when he smiles like that I get an immense urge to punch his beautiful face. I push him away and walk to the couch to catch up with everyone else. We all sit on the ‘L’ shaped couch, the boys on the long part, Olii at the curve and me at the other end.
“So this is how today is going to work,” starts Liam “ You’re going to tell us exactly what activities you want to do today and the crew will arrange all the necessities needed.”
“Every things up to me?”
“Yup!” Niall’s Irish accent makes him sound even more enthusiastic than intended.
“Hehe!” Is all that escapes my lips.
“Uh Oh!” Everyone laughs at Louis comment.
“Well I know for sure later on tonight I want to watch a scary movie. I want to see Harry cry.” A big cheeky smile across my face as I look at him. Every one laughs even more except Harry who isn’t amused at all. “Also, I need to have a mini party with you guys. Louis and I need to have some drinks together! I might be sixteen but he’s my twin in that department.”
“YES!”
“You excited to get drunk Lou?” He just gives me a big over exaggerated nod.
“Um other than that I just really want to chill and that’s it, sweet and simple.”
“Okay perfect” says Liam as he gets up to go talk to the crew and tell them we won’t really need their services. Zayn comes and sit next to me. I bring my knees towards my chest and we’re silent for a minute.
“How are you?” I ask. With everything that happened yesterday after a long night sleep you never know what can change. I rest my head against my knees and look up at him. He inhales deeply and exhales. The rise and fall of his chest; mesmerizing.
“I’m fine.” His plump lips expose perfect white straight teeth. I return the smile obviously not as beautiful as his, “Good, I’m happy then.” He places his hand on my back. The gesture is simple but there is a story behind it. A story my body wants to explore but cant.
The crew took about 10 minutes to pack up and leave and we are finally alone. Liam lied and didn’t mention the drinking slash party part. Harry and I are still considered minors and aren’t allowed to drink but who are we kidding? We’ve both drank before but if the crew knew they would of never permitted it.
“Finally!” escapes Harry’s lips.
“Guys? I don’t want this sounding interviewee but can I ask you guys something? You guys know my character by now so you better be honest.”
“Yeah shoot!” says Niall.
“OK, so since you know you have a huge fan base and don’t be modest it’s the truth; you know you have some crazy girl fans, the sexual hormonal ones, the ‘I’ll do anything to get your attention’ ones, the scream in your face ones etc. So since you’ve seen all that girls are capable of, do you see young women differently?”
The boys exchange looks, contemplating their answer and who will answer first.
“Um to be honest, as deadly as our fans are, we don’t see girls differently. At least I don’t.” Says Louis.
“I don’t really think of all the crazy stuff the fans do when I meet a girl.” Adds Liam while the other boys nod.
“As a regular guy the cheeky thoughts go through your head when you meet a girl. Just because some of our deadly fans are girls doesn’t make every girl deadly, you know?”Continues Harry.
“Makes sense I guess.”
“Why you ask?” asks Niall.
“I don’t know! If it was me and guys would be flocking to me I don’t know how I would react once I met someone ‘normal’ so for a long time I’ve been curious about what you guys would say and I never tweeted it or did the contest things for you guys to answer it because I knew you guys wouldn’t see it unless I spammed it and frankly that’s annoying. Also I was scared another girl who had more luck then me would see it and steal it and she would get the credit for having a ‘very good question’.” I smile shyly and feel my cheeks get hot. I sound like such a fan girl. Everyone is laughing and Zayn brings me into a hug, “You’re so cute Sam.” Fuck I’m blushing! I hate when I blush.
“Aww she’s blushing!” Thanks Olivia for stating the obvious.
“Shut up Olii!” Everyone laughs even more at my shyness.
“It’s cute though!”Says a deep voice.
“No one asked you Styles.” I smile and lick the corner of my mouth.
“It only drives me crazier when you play hard to get love.”
“Who says I’m playing?” I give him a flirty smile as I get up and go get myself a bottle of water. I can still feel Zayn’s body heat. I didn’t realize how cold it was till now and I’m really regretting getting away from Zayn now. That guy must be hot blooded. He’s always so hot.
I return with my water bottle and am disappointed to see Zayn moved seat. I sit back down in the same spot and observe the room. Olii looks like she’s having a blast with Louis from what I can see. I must talk to that boy and figure out his intentions. Niall is showing Liam something funny on his phone and Zayn and Harry seem to have disappeared leaving me to sit awkwardly on the couch to stare at my phone. Its 11:30AM, oh how long and amazing the day is going to be.
PART 3
“.. kiss me like you want to be loved…” I feel a tap on my knee and notice that Harry is sitting next to me. I must have been too into my iPod to notice him. I didn’t even think my music was loud enough to drown out the noise around me.
“Ed Sheeran, good choice.”
“I think he’s the only ginger Id fuck besides Rupert Grint.”
“Jealous.” For some odd reason his monotone voice doesn’t actually express jealousy. Lust is lingering behind the word and I like that.
“You should be.” I hand him the left earphone and wait for the next song to play.
“Harry?”
“Mhmm?”
“Be honest okay? You and Caroline are they just rumours? And don’t give me interview/fan b.s!” I analyse his face. He has that awkward smile on his face I’m so used to seeing through my computer screen but for some odd reason it’s not as funny seeing it person. I guess because I can actually feel the awkwardness coming from his body.
“And you know how I feel about liars so think carefully how you wanna answer this or if you want to answer it at all. I understand if you don’t.” I hope he does answer it though. I want to know if Harry is one of those guys. Uses his charm to get in your pants with or without a commitment. I’m going to be really disappointed if he is. My heart is already in my stomach and all he’s doing is looking at his fidgety hands. I’m not so sure I want to hear the answer to my question now.
“We’re just really good friends.”
“So you guys fuck basically?”
“No no it’s not like that…yet.” I didn’t answer him. I’m trying to process what he means by “yet”. Is he in the process of trying to get it in or it’s not happening for him and her? Are they together but taking it slow hence why they haven’t had sex yet?
“I’ve fancied her for awhile but we’re just friends and we’re getting a lot of press so I’m just kinda working on how she can see past the age difference and challenges.” That still leaves a lot of unanswered questions but I feel bad asking more questions. This is his personal life and I know I have no right in pressing him more for answers.
“Can I be honest with you about Caroline?” He nods his head but there’s emotion all over his face. Annoyance? Anger maybe? He can’t really hide how he feels very well.
“You have millions of girls your own age begging for you but that’s not good enough for you. You want a challenge. Someone you have to work to get. Someone you can be proud to have. So you aim for women older than you and I completely understand that. She will probably rock your world better than any girl your own age. She’s gonna teach you things, kinky things, and you want that which I completely understand.” He laughs and looks up at me. The annoyance and anger have vanished from his blue-green eyes. Relief has replaced them. “But please don’t pursue her if all you want from her is experience. She deserves more than that. All the trouble and press you guys are going to get, make sure it’s worth more than a good fuck.”
“Aww Sam you’re worried about me.” He wraps his arms around me and pulls me towards him. My knees that were pressed against my chest are now leaning against Harrys thighs and my hand is on his stomach. He doesn’t let go; he holds me and rests his chin on my head.
“Please don’t worry about me and my decisions. I’m happy with where I am in my social and love life.”
“Aha I’m sure you are. I would be to if I was in your situation.” I unfold my legs onto his and get more comfortable. My body fits perfectly in every curve and crack of his torso. Like puzzle pieces. It feels wrong considering we just finished talking about Caroline but I don’t move. He said she’s just a friend he has a crush on. I’m not doing anything wrong, am I? Is it pathetic I have to convince myself what I am doing is right? I feel his right hand glide down my back and then rest between my knees that are in front of him. Goosebumps crawl up my legs from the sudden touch of his hand on my legs. His left arm still around me, he’s making circles on my arm with his index finger. The newly exposed skin that was covered by his right arm is begging for his warmth to return. Chills from the cold wind make me shiver.
“You’re cold? Even this close to me?” That cocky smirk showing off adorable dimples test my patience.
“Oh shut up!” I start to lean the opposite way of his body and try to get up away from him but with his left arm he pulls me back into him. The force and aggression he uses is kinda hot. He squishes me jokingly to make sure I don’t move.
“Are you trying to kill me?”
“And if I am?”
“What a nice way to die.”
“Yeah in my arms, how romantic!”
“Fuck you Styles.”He loosens his grip on me.
“You wish.” He says while laughing.
“No Harry, you’re the one wishing. You’re the one who wants what he can’t have and you know you can’t have this.”I gesture pointing to myself.
“Oh really? I think I’ve got you pretty good right now.” He lifts my chin gently upward to his face with his free hand. I lean up to him, teasing him. I am a tease might as well take advantage of the situation. His perfect lips part and I can feel his warm breath against my lips. His eyes are closed and his hand slides down to my lower back, right above my butt. I can’t help but smile at him. He would be perfect if he wasn’t trying to always annoy me and be a cocky prick.
“You wish.” I whisper to him and a cheeky smile forms on his face as he leans his head backwards. I lean back down and sit laughing at what just happened. I think I just became a challenge for Harry.
the song they listen to: [x]
CHAPTER 12
Olivia finally left Louis’ side and came to sit next to Harry and I.
“Oh my God! You and Louis can actually be separated! WOW!” She didn’t answer me. She actually surprised the shit out of me and blushed. She fucking blushed. Olivia NEVER blushes. Crap! Now I really need to have that talk with Lou.
“I just came over to see the pictures you and Harry took and then I’ll be back by his side don’t worry about it.” She gives me a little shove and smiles. I hand her my phone and say, “Don’t mind the silly faces, mainly Harry’s but yea.”
“Hey you said they were cute.” He looks at me with a fake pout.
“And they are.” I try to reassure him and then look back at Olii to mouth obviously “No they aren’t.” at her.
We both analyze her face as she stares at my phone with a huge smile.
“You guys really don’t realize how cute you are together?” That cocky smile I hate to love appears on Harry’s face.
“Harry’s into older women so my chances are shot.” I make a funny face at her and get up to go to the bathroom. I really needed a breather and to stretch my legs.
***
Zayn finally decided to brace us with his presence and it was nearly supper time. His cheeks were rosy and he looked a bit wet. It must have been raining.
“Look who has suddenly appeared!” Everyone turned to look at the door. “Hello’s” and laughter filled the air.
“Where have you been mate?” asks Louis.
“Someone had to go get the drinks for later plus I needed a smoke.”
“Ouu what did you get?” I jump off the couch excitedly and grab the bag from Zayn to bring to the mini kitchen. I placed the bag on the table and started taking out the bottles. JD, Vodka, Tequila and some soft drinks and juices. At the bottom of the bag was jell-o powder mix and lemons.
“You like?” I jump at the sound of his voice. I didn’t realize someone was behind me or watching me.
“Looks like shots are on the menu.” I raise my eyebrows at him jokingly and turn my back to face the table again.
“Yea and Louis and I can make some pretty killer drinks too.” I can hear his footsteps coming towards me. My heart is starting to pound hard against my chest. Breath is all I can think to myself. Nothing is going to happen, just breath. I can feel his body heat right behind me now. His hands move onto the table on either side of my body. He shifts his weight and is now leaning into me. With his head on my shoulder I tilt my head slightly to the right. This would be extremely cute if we actually meant something to each other.
“Is it cold outside?” I manage to say surprising myself with the sound of my own voice.
“Freezing actually!”
“I can’t tell.”
“Really?” He puts his hands on my hips and turns me gently to face him. I wrap my arms around his neck and I’m not really sure where my eyes should be looking. I’m scared to look at him in his eyes because last time I did was in the forest and I don’t want a repeat of that, or do I?
“Sam?” His voice is raspy and low and I can smell smoke from his breath. I fight the urge to look up at him but I can still notice how close our faces are.
*cough*
We both let go of each other and see Harry leaning against the fridge. Zayn turns around after acknowledging Harry and starts messing around with the bottles.
“Forever a cock block Harry, not cool.” He chuckles and glances at the floor before looking back up at me. Is that jealousy I feel coming off of him? I must admit it’s not a look Harry can pull off. I feel like there’s a giant rock in my stomach and my heart hasn’t slowed down since Zayn came close to me. My emotions are everywhere right now. I feel guilty because I was having a really good time with Harry but as soon as Zayn walked through the door all I’ve wanted was to be close to him. I hear Oli’s voice repeat in my head, “You guys really don’t know how cute you are together?” and I can’t help but smile. The smile instantly vanishes though. The fuck is wrong with me?
“Sam? Umm, Louis wants know if you want to watch the scary movie now?” He has that cute smile on his face like always but I can tell he was watching me while I was having a mental conversation with myself because concern was in his green eyes.
“Uhh what time is it?”
“It’s six-ish.”
“Okay we can start watching the movie while waiting for the pizza Niall ordered and then get plastered.”
“Perfect.” He turns around and leaves Zayn and I alone again in the kitchen.
“I wonder why Louis couldn’t come and ask you that himself?” I know what he’s implying and I can’t help but feel another stab of guilt in my stomach.
“Because he hasn’t left Oli’s side since we got here.”
“True but still.” He’s just staring at me, trying to read me. I feel like he’s trying to find answers to his unspoken questions but cant because I won’t give them to him. I don’t know the answers to them anyways so we’re both standing here in this kitchen confused and not sure what we’re craving for.
“Come on, let’s go decide a scary movie to torment Harry with.” I raise my hand out and wait. He stares at it for a couple of seconds before he slides his hand into mine and says, “With pleasure.” in a cheeky voice I’m not used to hearing.
We return to the living room and start naming movies. We decided on a classic, Halloween. We’re all really excited except for Harry who’s pacing slowly behind the couch. He has time to calm down though because Lou and Zayn want to prepare the jell-o shots so they’ll be ready for later.
“Harry, come here.” He continues to walk slowly towards me and sits on the arm rest of the couch. I’m guessing he has too much anxiety to fully sit down next to me.
“Halloween isn’t that scary. You’re freaking out for nothing.”
“Umm…” He’s fidgeting with his hands and fingers while I wait for him to continue.
“It’s because I kinda have trouble sleeping so this scary movie is just going to replay in my head with me as a main character…” His voice trails off and he continues to play with his hands avoiding eye contact with me, which is unfortunate because I’m sure those gorgeous green eyes are even more beautiful when they’re expressing his true emotions.
“Yeah me too actually but isn’t that the point? To be so scared you can’t sleep. Your mind plays fucked up games with you and uses your memories of the movie as an accessory to do so. It’s all in your head my friend. Your brain is scaring you, nothing else.”
“I know but horrors are just not my thing.”
“Same, actually no! Only psychological scary movies, you know the ones that fuck you up in the head?” He nods and I continue, “Well those, those scare me a lot but I’m a girl so it’s okay but I actually like really gross gory scary movies.”
“Saw is the best.” Niall butts in; obviously ease dropping on our conversation.
“Oh my God yes my friend! Those movies are my favourite!”
“Okay let’s do this!”Says Zayn walking back to the living room with Louis unintentionally interrupting every bodies conversations.
“Scoot over!” whispers Harry in my ear. I obey and move over so he can slide off the arm rest and sit next to me. With my luck, Zayn sits on my left side. Niall and Liam were just chilling and Lou was sitting in the corner of the L shaped couch. With no surprise, Olivia was stretched out next to him with her head on his lap. Trouble, trouble that one! Liam orders the movie and we all wait for the night to start.
