Kay so I uploaded the chapters I have written. Chapter 19 is in the works now have it up soon :)
Monday November 10:
I woke up and looked at the clock. 9 am. I sat up and walked to my dresser. I picked out a light pink crew neck that hung on my body, and had short sleeves. Then I had boot cut jeans that fit me perfectly. I slipped on my sneakers and walked into the bathroom. My hair was an absolute mess. Since I only had to be at the bakery today I put in into a messy bun. I yawned and turned on the warm water to my sink. Blindly I opened the medicine cabinet and reached for my Clean&Clear face wash. I never had really bad acne but this made sure any stayed away. I could feel the tingle of the soap cleaning my skin. The smell woke me up. The warm water felt amazing and made me smile. After rinsing off the soap I patted my face with a towel, breathing in the freshness. Looking in the mirror my smile didnt last. Just a plain girl, chubby face. Awkward smile. I was short, and had flab on my stomach and thighs. Now don’t get me wrong i am a pretty cute girl. But no where near as beautiful as anyone else. Just then I get a text from Harry.
Hey you on your way darling?
Yes, I’m walking out the door now!
Kay! See you soon :)
Walking down the stairs I grabbed my recipe book. I was planning on, attempting to, cook my grandmothers braided bread. She had wrote down her exact recipe but it never turned out right. So ever so often I would retry it adding different amounts of one thing or less of another, or studying the instructions more carefully. I set the book down on the stairs while I put on my coat, recollected it along with my purse and walked out the door, keys in hand.
About 45 minutes after texting Makayla she showed up and immediately I knew what she was after. The red and white checkered book in hand. Bookmarked pages with sticky notes all over the place, it was her recipe book she put together over the years. She only brought that on one occasion, because she memorized everything else. “So braided bread on the menu again?” She smiled half heartedly and then walked into the kitchen. Setting her stuff down she stopped realizing that there was already a crowd around the newly built stage area. “Niall’s out there with his laptop, you know what songs you’re singing today?” She shook her head, eyes wide.
“Niall said he’s picking 3-5 songs that he’s positive I know. But he wouldn’t tell me which ones!” Niall gets on the mic and announces her arrival. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Seems to be what she has to do so her nerves calm. Then she heads towards Niall.
“And here she is now! She will be singing 3 songs today of which I chose. So lets see how she does.” He winks at her and hands her the mic.
“Umm, hey everyone. Sorry if I stumble the nut here didnt tell me what he chose….. But how are you all this morning?” The crowd of about 50 people all replied with various answers of “good” of “tired” or “excited to hear you!” This made her smile, her eyes shining. Makayla was like my little sister. I loved seeing her happy, I loved seeing her dream take off. Niall started the music to what she’d sing just as my phone vibrated telling me I was getting a call. I walked out to talk to my girl.
Wednesday, November 12:
It was about 10:30 in the morning, which meant Makayla was already awake and at the Bakery. She’d be leaving in an hour for her show at the pub. I had decided to be extra awesome today, cus’ I’m just that amazing of a boyfriend. Okay, okay, I’m not that awesome.
But she had been doing so well with her little performances I decided to get her a bouquet from a little flower shop her and her grandmother used to visit all the time. Macy, the owner, new exactly what Makayla would like so she set up the bouquet and I was on my way to pick it up. I had left the house about 20 minutes ago and I had another 5 to reach my destination.
I could drive there with my eyes closed, I’d been this way so many times. Makayla hasn’t been in almost a year, the last time she went was to get a bouquet of roses. Her grandmother had passed away, and she just couldn’t bring herself to go back. She tried about a month ago and she broke down as soon as she got in the car. Her grandma was still really young, only 64 and she had passed away from cancer. It hurts knowing how much pain Makayla is in when she thinks about her. But I know she missed the flower shop and Macy missed her horribly. I pulled up to the curb outside of Poppy Floral and took my key out of the ignition.
“Zayn! How are you?” I heard Macy’s raspy voice from the back of the store. “I got your bouquet back here, come!”
I walked towards the back where reserved bouquets were on display. I saw so many different colors and flowers. One had green and black and purple roses with a few, I think, baby’s breath. Then I saw another with Stargazer Lilies and these orange and white tulips, and German Statice. The last one that caught my attention had so many different flowers. The Stargazer Lilies, 4 of them in corners. German Statice to fill the holes. Roses that were yellow and had hints of pink took up the majority of the bouquet. Then all around the edge were Bleeding Hearts, a flower that Makayla always kept in her garden, and had always caught my eye. I knew instantly that was the bouquet Macy made for me to give.
“Well if you’re so sure it’s hers pick it up and go!” Macy was putting together another bouquet full of daisies and other flowers. I pulled the bunch of flowers that were Makayla’s out of the refrigerated shelf and pulled out my wallet. “Honey go, I don’t need any money. Karen and little Kayla left me with so many memories I couldn’t put a price on, just go.” She stopped her work to look up and smile at me, I could see that she missed her old friend dearly. I smiled back saying ‘thank you’ and ‘I’m sorry’ in a silent look, then left to go see my angel.
I was on my way to the pub when I saw a familiar car. At the stop light I pulled out my phone.
To: My Baby
Hey hot stuff, ill beat you to the pub! Hint, look left.
I watched him take out his phone smile then snap his head to see me and he waved like a five year old good ball. Then he turned to his phone and within 10 seconds I got a text.
From: My Baby
Winner gets to choose tonight’s events ;)
The light turned green and me and Zayn sped off I moved into the turning lane and swerved into the parking lot, parked, pulled out my key, unbuckled, and noticed Zayn was opening his door. “Oh no you don’t!” I yelled racing him to the door, running with all my might. I was gonna lose I knew. He’s on the side walk, if I could jump the railing I’d win, just 5 more feet. I’m gonna make I-
“Not this time!” I hear him yell, and he opens the door walks in and waits on me. He barely ran to the door, his long, tone, beautiful legs beat me by a mile. I hadn’t noticed until now he was hiding something behind his back. That’s when the smell of an old memory hit me. Eighth grade, Exploratory Ag class, Mr. Byers room always filled with dried out plants. Oh how I loved the smell of it, and I loved the flowers especially German Statice. Where did Zayn get them from? The only place around here was at Poppy Flora-
“Zayn you didn’t.” I whispered, already feeling my eyes tear up. I wasn’t upset, I was hurt. And happy. I love that he went to get me a bouquet from my favorite flower shop. But it hurts remembering who I used to go there with.
“She would be so proud of you Makayla. Seeing that one dream came true, and you’re fulfilling another. She right by your side smiling.” Zayn whispered drying my tears with his thumb, kissing my cheek.
Oh how I missed her, I called her Nanny always, even when I became an adult. She was so happy when I got my bakery, and I loved that she moved to England just to be with me and enjoy it. I could always feel her next to me telling me I would make it, I would be successful. I could still remember her house that had my first princess bed as I called it. It had the draperies around it, I still remembered all the cakes we made, and the garden outside, how she was the one who taught me how to drive when I was there. It just hurt so bad not having her here.
Zayn pulled the bouquet from behind him and handed it too me. I realized at once Macy’s handiwork, she picked the flowers, but that’s not what caught my attention. It was the design, it was the summer just 2 years ago and Macy had let me make my own bouquet. She took a picture and it hung behind the counter ever since. The bouquet I had, was an exact replica of what I made. I would’ve started crying more but I couldn’t. I just laughed, and laughed. My Nanny practically forced her to let me make a bouquet and Macy was so impressed at my work, she’d never hush about it. My Nanny was watching out for me, she was with her old friend as well. For the first time in a year I was happy and smiling while thinking about her.
“Thank you Zayn, so much. This is just what I needed.”
Thursday, November 13:
“WAFFLE HOUSE WE GO!” Makayla yelled down the steps. I had spent the night. Well kinda, I came at like 1 in the morning. Makayla delayed when I came over, it was obvious that Zayn got laid last night.
I heard about how he bought her the flowers after her performance yesterday. Right after she finished telling me Zayn came up with 3 drinks called windshield fluid. Allergen toy it was red bull, with vodka, and some other kinda blueberry drink. It tasted amazing though. When he had sat his drink down I jumped onto his lap. “You’re taking care of my lover, and I’m glad. You get to keep your balls. Keep doing what your doing, she’s really happy.” Then I kissed his cheek and went back over with Makayla, who had already downed her drink. Damn she was a party girl. “Wow, wow, wow. No more for you, party hasn’t started yet.” She didnt listen, she left drunk. I drove her and Zayn to his house and then went home until Makayla texted me to come over.
“What are you gonna sing today Makayla? Cus I was thinking maybe some Michael Jackson?” I was waiting for her reaction.
By now I was down stairs in the living room with Gil getting my coat on. I about choked on my own saliva when she asked that. I stared wide-eyed. “Dude, what? You hate Michael Jackson!”
“I don’t hate him! I just don’t favor any of his songs….. Other than We Are The World.” I rolled my eyes and began to sing exactly when she did.
“There comes a time, when we head a certain call! When the world, must come together as one! There are people dyin, and it’s time to lend a hand, to life. The great gift of all!” Then Gillian sung by herself.
“We can’t go on, pretending day by day, that someone somehow will soon make a change!” Then I sung.
“We are all a part of, God’s great big family. And the truth, you know love is all we need!” And then as we walked out the door and to the car we sung together for the chorus.
“We are the world! We are the children! We are the ones who make a brighter day, so lets start giving. There’s a choice we’re making! We’re savin our own lives! It’s true we make a better day, just you and meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.” We always hung on to the last note to see who would win. As always I did….. Okay, okay I don’t always win, but I did that time. We giggled and drove off to the Waffle House.
Sunday, November 16:
I had promised Harry I would go to the Bakery with him. I didn’t think Makayla was performing on Sundays but apparently there was a huge surprise I needed to hear. He would pick me up at about 2:30 so the lunch rush had died down. A lunch rush where they sell pastries who would have thought. As of right now it was 2 and all I needed to do was put on a coat and grab my cell phone. Suddenly I got a text.
Hey ill be there in a few moments! Xxx
Kay :) ill be waiting! Xoxoxo
Just like he said he was there in moments. I opened the door and walked out. He took my hand as I reached his car and kissed it delicately. Then he lead me to the other side of his car, holding the door open for me, then carefully closing it. He hopped into the drivers seat and turned the radio up slightly. Once he found a station he thought suitable he spoke.
“So how’s business been?” Random question.
“Um good, haven’t been focused. I’m still sorting out everything at the house remember?” I had decided to move in with Harry, I couldn’t stand being away.
“Oh yeah. Sorry I haven’t been much of a help, Bakery gets busy. I promise to help this evening, just direct me to where I need to go.” His accent deepened as he sounded like a butler. He squeezed my hand slightly as I laughed.
“How’s things at the bakery, by the way? Makayla figured out anything new?” His beautiful smile appeared, showing off his dimples.
“Yeah, she finally figured out that braided bread. You know it’s been 3 years she’s been trying to perfect that?” Really, that long? I didn’t see how bread was that hard to make.
“Her performances been working out?” He nodded his head.
“Yeah, the audience is about 50 people. Half of them show up 20 minutes before she does! I love watching her.” His voice was sentimental. Normally I would’ve been jealous, but I knew that Makayla was like a little sister to Harry.
“That’s amazing Harry. Little Kayla is following in her big brothers foot steps! D’awwwwllll.” He chuckled and pulled into the bakery. “So what’s the big news that you made me come to hear.”
“Well. Makayla made these new pastries. And she wanted you to try them, see if maybe you’d want them in a wedding or something.” I nodded slowly, walking through the door.
“Hey Makayla! How’s my vanilla cupcake?” I said hugging her before I sat down.
“I’m doing amazing! Now I have a what I’m calling the Galaxy Delight. I baked what you’d use for cinnamon buns, only without the cinnamon. Then I put the icing on, with raspberry filling dripping off. Then a few blueberries around it. Giving the purple-ish color that would remind you of a galaxy. I wanted you to try one, and maybe have it in one of your weddings?” Niall had brought out one of the most delicious looking treats I’ve ever seen. Harry was sitting in a chair at the table next to me.
“Of course. My mouth is already watering haha!” Then I lifted it up with my fingers, and took a bite. Delicious absolutely heaven. It was the warm soft bread, and the sweet fruit. And the creamy mixture of the icing and filling. I took another immediately hearing Makayla giggle. But this time I was stopped by something really hard. “Ow, what’s this?” I looked and saw something metal. I pulled it out and immediately my eyes widened. A silver ring, one big diamond in the middle with two smaller ones to the side. I snapped my head to the right to see Harry on his knee. He took my right hand. My eyes watered.
“Michaela, I love you more than you will ever know. I never stopped loving you. When I had to leave you, my heart was in pieces. I can’t explain how overjoyed I am to be back with you and to have you sleeping next to me in my bed. Your smile, your eyes, your laugh, everything about you is perfect to me. Would you do me the favor of becoming Michaela Styles? Would you marry me?”
I slowly took my hand away. Wiped my hands, and my face. Then looked back to a confused Harry. Then I smiled. So wide my cheeks hurt. I nodded my head and giggled. “Yes Harry. Of course I’ll marry you! Yes, yes, yes!” His dimples returned and he picked me up in a hug, spinning me around. He kissed my cheek then slipped the ring onto my finger. Then he looked back to me and kissed me so delicately. So passionately. I loved this man, I always had. And now, I’m going to marry him.
That week went pretty quickly. Gillian and Niall got back together and now everyone knows. Harry officially asked Mic to be his, even though they are keeping their date as July 7, when they met just a few years ago at Makayla’s 18th birthday. Zayn had made some cute little plans and the whole group, guys and girls, went on a full day to a park, completely decked out in decorations. It looked like they were in the olden day, horse carriages and hay bails, and dirt paths. They had fiddle music and the girls wore huge dresses, which kept them warm in the now November weather.
Louis and Eleanor went in a week and a half ago, and found that they were having a baby girl, they would name April. They were still fighting over a middle name. Liam was still a single pringle, but he had been keeping contact with this girl named Danielle lately. Makayla and Zayn have been absolutely perfect together. They haven’t fought or anything, he’s always getting little cute presents like chocolates or a little teddy bear. She would always smile and kiss his cheek.
“Gillian! Gillian! Do you want to come to the Waffle House?!” I screamed up the steps. She was still getting dressed, at 9:30 and this girl just woke up.
“Do you like waffles?” She sang. I immediately responded smiling.
“Yeah we like waffles! Do you like pancakes?” I sang back
“Yeah we like pancakes! Do you like French toast?” I was laughing to much to respond so I ran up the stairs, through our bedroom door. Yes Gillian and me live together now. I grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed, attacking her with kisses and tickling her sides. Bad choice. I got kicked in the gut, blowing the wind out of me. This seemed to only make her laugh even harder. She was gasping for breath from laughing, jeez how is my pain funny? Once I could breath again I laughed with her.
“So you coming with me?” I asked, getting a quick nod from her. I left her to finish dressing. From the leggings and grey skirt she was wearing, I knew she would wear a white polo and a little bow tie in her hair. An outfit that she said reminded her of Harry back when One Direction was huge. She looked adorable in it.
I went back down the steps and out the door to start up the car. I figured I would only be out there for a short time, no need for a coat. Well I was wrong again. I’m surprised I didn’t get frostbite in just that amount of time. I could see my breath, my hands were red, and my nose was running when I came back inside. Again Gillian went into a fit of laughter. I winked and put on my coat, then turned to help with hers. She grabbed pocketbook and we left. I was starving, and excited. I can’t remember the last time I’d gone to the Waffle House. We were also meeting Makayla and Zayn there. Double date if you wish.
“Robbie!! What are you doing here?!” I walked into the Waffle House and found him waiting at the door inside. He welcomed my excited hug with the same enthusiasm. Shaking Zayn’s hands with a grin.
“I promised myself, after hearing you sing, that I’d help you get somewhere. You have a gift, Love. So first things first? Get you noticed. Now being who I am I have linked the video I took to my social networks. Close to 2 million hits already!” I gasped when I heard this. I wasn’t sure if it was of happiness or sheer terror. “Now I have set up with the Waffle House here and a few other shops for you to sing thought the week. Just need your approval for the days.” I was nodding my head, I knew I had wide eyes, I could help it. This just wasnt happening. Robbie Williams is trying to make me a singing career. He was about to go down the list when Niall and Gillian came in. Thank The Lord.
“Gillian! Oh my gosh, Robbie. And he. Me! Singing. 2 million hits!” She was now wide eyed. Understanding my gibberish.
“Oh the video Robbie took of you got 2 million hits!? That’s amazing!” She didnt understand what he was doing though. I turned back to him.
“Well in the mornings for Tuesday and Thursday you’d have 2 half hour shows starting at 8 for here. Then at the pub you’d have mid-day shows on Wednesday and Friday. And then Mondays, and Saturdays you’d be singing at the Bakery. We already have Harry’s approval on that. How about yours?” I was still staring, wide-eyed. I, people wanted me to sing? I knew I was good but wow. I looked to Gillian who was also staring. And Niall was smiling happier than ever.
“I…..uh…. Y- yeah! I, um…. Wow. Th-that’s great. Yeah I-I agree!” I stopped took a breath and continued. “it works for me, the times are fine. Thanks Robbie! This is just…. Wow!” I shook his hand as he exited to a place I didn’t hear him say. Then I looked to Gillian and squealed. “I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!” I yelled.
“I know! This is amazing Makayla!” I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned to see an employee.
“It’s not the time we agreed on, but would you do a few songs today? Being that it’s Tuesday? I’m sure we’d all love it. Meal for free today!” Again I stared wide-eyed. What was I today? An owl? I smiled and nodded slowly. She led me to a newly fashioned stage in the back of the restaurant. “Sing any songs you’d like, that kind of tell people to wake up, please. Nothing to loud but you don’t have to go all classical.” She smiled and handed me the mic. What the hell was I going to sing? I looked to Niall who had his laptop ready, I’m assuming to put on a song I knew. I looked to him with a questioning look.
“What’s your song Makayla? The one that always makes you smile, that sends shivers down your spine. What song could you listen to for days on repeat?” I knew right then and there what I’d sing. And he knew it too, because I nodded and the music started.
He was right, I loved this song. It always lifted my spirits. So the music began and I stood up smiling. Preparing to sing I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas.
“I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good, good night”
Immediately a few people my age looked up. And more followed as I continued.
“Tonight’s the night, let’s live it up
I got my money, let’s spend it up
Go out and smash it like oh my God
Jump off that sofa, let’s get, get off
“I know that we’ll have a ball
If we get down and go out and just lose it all
I feel stressed out, I wanna let it go
Let’s go way out spaced out and losing all control”
I kept singing, and more people walked over. I heard something turn on, and realized Niall turned me onto the speakers outside.
“Tonight’s the night
Let’s live it up
(Let’s live it up)
I got my money
Let’s spend it up
(Let’s spend it up)
“Go out and smash it
Like oh my God
(Like oh my God)
Jump off that sofa
Let’s get, get off”
Now people were coming in from the outside. And I was alive on stage dancing around. Being me. I felt a small rush come within me. And I let it all out as I sung the last note. People clapped and a few cheered. One song? At 10:30 in the morning? And this was happening? Then it hit me, Niall didnt freak out. He had the most satisfied smile on when I sung at his party. And the same one when Robbie was telling the news. He knew about it, he was involved. I snapped back to reality.
“Um hey everyone. Haha, that was pretty fun I won’t lie. Sooo most of you know of me, but my name is Makayla. I own H&M Pastries at the edge of town. I’m the girl who’s tangled in the mess of what used to be the famous group One Direction. Hence Niall here.” He looked up smiling. “I would love to sing more, but I’m starving, and I’m shaking. Haha so I think I should calm down.” There was a bit of laughter and agreements from the crowd. I hopped down and glared at Niall. “You set this up, everything!” He smiled while nodding like a kid. “You bastard. I love you!” I gave him such a big hug my arms hurt. “Me has a question for you Nialler! Could you be my manager if I become big and famous?” It was a joke I wasn’t serious, but Niall took it that way.
“Of course Makayla, it would be my honor. You really are amazing at singing I hope you know.” I blushed looking at my now very interesting feet.
“Can we eat now? I’m starving!” I asked, yelping when Zayn sneaked behind me and poked my sides.
“Hell yeah we can eat! After a show like that my princess deserves a good meal!” He chuckled kissing my temple.
I finally sat down, my shaking legs thanking me for a break. I sighed and fell against Gillian’s shoulder. We ordered our drinks and were given menus to look at. Thankfully they served more than breakfast. So I ordered chicken tenders and fries, being the little kid inside I am. The restaurant was now buzzing and it was crazy knowing it was because of me. This would be perfect. Me at home doing small shows along with my bakery with Harry. I have a boyfriend, I’m with two girl friends, and I have four brothers. And we all get along, mostly. I laughed at myself and thanked everyone for being with me and letting me love them.
I wanted to cry. Makayla had taken Harry from me again. Her and the boys had to go back home because Niall was a dumb ass and cheated on Gillian with some slut at the wedding. I know I sound selfish but couldn’t they have solved things when they got home!? I half believed they could’ve but then I realized what I was saying. Niall loves Gillian, and Gillian lives him. I love Harry, and he loves me. If this had happened he would’ve done the same thing. I would have to Skype him when he’s home.
“Mic? Just wanted to ask about your vacation? You haven’t set one up this year.” It was my secretary Julia. I hadn’t set up a vacation like normal because last year I ended up going so many a amazing places for the weddings, they were vacations all in themselves! I had an idea though.
“Oh, um sorry Julia! I guess I forgot to mark it. But um I’m going to take this week off. Going to visit a group of old friends in Kidlington! I’m actually leaving tonight. So I gotta go pack, I’m such a procrastinator.” Lie.” Love you Julia can’t wait to get back home.” Half lie. I do love Julia, she’s like my sister. I can however wait to come back home. I want to spend every moment with Harry and the boys. Makayla and me haven’t really talked much since her and Gillian moved away with the boys, leaving me completely alone. But still, it would be nice to get back together with them all. I ordered the ticket for the train that left in about 2 hours. Then I left locking the doors behind me, rushing to my car and speeding home. I texted Harry when I was in my drive way.
Hey babes. I miss you too much so I’m using my vacation to spend the next week with you! Leaving in 2 hours!
Love, you don’t have to do that!
I thought you’d be excited to spend time with me.
I am! Sorry I suck at being social. I really love that you’re coming! See you soon baby doll! Love you ;)
Okay, love you too ^_^
I hopped out and ran inside. “Hi Max! Come help mommy pack! You are gonna go to daycare for a while!” My dog was not dumb and he hid when I said daycare. He hated me leaving him while I went on vacation. Normally I had someone to watch him but not this time. I went through my closet grabbed 10 shirts, a few jeans and some sweat pants, my boots and sneakers, a dress, and my under clothes. After that I grabbed my bathroom supplies and make-up I packed my laptop and iPod. Then I zipped up my bags and ran downstairs. “Come on baby! Lets go for a ride!” Max came reluctantly into his carrier. I grabbed my suitcase and bags ran to put them in the truck and came back inside. I cleaned the kitchen up a little and made sure all the lights were off in every room. Then I put on my coat and picked up Max’s carrier locking the door behind me. “I’m coming Harry, they won’t take you away from me again.”
I woke up to the trains breaks. “Kidlington Train stop!” Came over the intercom. I got up slowly, grabbed my suitcase and my two duffle bags, then walked off the train.
“I don’t care Niall! You cheated on me! How could you!” I knew it was Gillian. Having her yell at someone who was like my brother, I couldn’t stand it. I saw Harry staring at me, telling me to calm down. I ignored it and marched straight towards her.
“Listen here bitch! I don’t care what Niall did! He’s like my brother! And your stupid ass caused them all to come back here, and take the only kind of family I have away from me, AGAIN! Maybe if you weren’t so annoying and actually loved him he wouldn’t have cheated on you! Maybe he’s not happy with you! So you yelling at him-” Makayla slapped me. How could she! I was going to go after her when I saw Niall crying into Gillian.
“None of that is true Gillian. Don’t believe a word she says. Please. You are perfect I know you love me, I couldn’t ask for anything more! You are my world. I can’t live without you Gillian.” She at first looked confused, but then she gave in. Tears of her own running down her cheeks, she hugged Niall.
“It’s okay Niall. I believe you. I can’t let go of you, I need you you too. I love you Niall.” I cannot believe what the hell was happening. He was seriously going to take her back?!? I felt a hand on my shoulder. Harry! He was angry I could tell in his eyes, but he smiled.
“Micki.” He whispered as he hugged me. “Why would you go off on her like that? That’s not the sweet heart I know.” I didn’t know what to do, I just silently let the tears roll down my cheeks.
“I was protecting my brother! I wasn’t going to let Niall crumble! I didn’t mean to be a bitch about it.” He smoothed my hair.
“I understand, it’s okay. Shush.” He looked to Niall I’m assuming then. “You two go ahead back to your place. So you can talk by yourself, you haven’t left this spot since lunch Gil.” I heard Niall agree and two set of feet walking away. I turned around to see Louis holding Eleanor and Zayn holding Makayla. Liam was next to Harry looking at me concerned. “Can the rest of them get hellos? The past 5 minutes didn’t happen.” Harry wiped away my tears and nudged me towards Liam.
“Hey there! Long time no see!” Liam chuckled. He hugged me so tight I couldn’t breath!
“Yeah I was starting to forget about you!” I joked, turning back to my normal self. Then I turned to Makayla. I really hadn’t had time to talk to her, and I collapsed into her arms. “Girl I missed you. You left me all alone in Pennsylvania and stole my boy and my brothers!” She hugged me just as tight as I hugged her.
“I’m so sorry Micki, I missed you too. So much. I love you girly! I felt horrible about leaving you today, it’s just Gillian is like my sister too. And I honestly thought you were still upset with me.” I pulled away and sniffles back any more tears. I normally didnt cry, but Makayla has been there for me through a lot, and she made me all girly with my emotions. I looked to Zayn gave him a hug then hugged Louis and Eleanor, receiving a kick from her baby.
“So when’s this little one due?” I asked her
“Well to the date it is October 2nd and we don’t find out if its a girl or boy until the 22nd. But it’s due February 10.” She said, sounding exhausted. I kissed her very large tummy and giggled as Harry pulled me back into a hug.
“So how about we all go to Longhorn for some cheese fries!” He suggested. Makayla jumped around yelling.
“YES! Woo!! LONGHORN STEAK HOUSE!!” I couldn’t help but dance and jump around like an idiot with her. For once in a while I didn’t have to be formal and professional. And I liked it. I loved it.
I awoke to a pounding headache. I stretched, accidentally hitting a person. Wait, what? I look over to see Makayla cuddled up next to me. Fuck, it happened again. I can’t believe I did this. No! She, she’s never gonna talk to me again! “Fuck!” I shouted, instantly covering my mouth. Too late.
“Zayn what’s wrong?” She was barley audible, eyes still closed.
“I um…. Makayla? Do you remember last night?” I couldn’t lie, not to her. She opened her eyes.
“Of course. Did you really think I nwas that drunk?” She knew!? And she wasnt mad? Wait was she?
“Kinda. So, you-you’re not upset right?” I sounded retarded asking. She laughed though.
“No! Haha, Zayn you’re my boyfriend! And you’re pretty amazing!” I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
“Thank god.” I mumbled, kissing her on the top of her head. “We’re gonna go shopping today, Love.” I sat up slowly. Ugh I really need to stop drinking so much. “Makayla you aren’t hungover are you?” She shook her head and sat up as well. “We’ll that makes one of us. I’m gonna get some coffee and aspirin. You wanna make us some breakfast?”
“What am I? Your personal cook?” She giggled. I loved her laugh, it was so cute. She got up and started walking towards the kitchen. I moved slowly to the bathroom. I felt like my head was going to explode. “Zayn! You’re coffee is ready!” Makayla yelled.
“Thank you, I’m coming.” I said, I dont think she heard me though cus she walked into the bathroom.
“Babe, your coff- oh Zayn, you look horrible. I mean, your face is so drained. You really got shit faced didnt you.” I wasn’t sure if she was being a playful bitch or all motherly. So I just shrugged and followed her out of the bathroom.
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It was Niall.
“Gillian! I’m so sorry. I can’t, I did something horrible. And I understand if you’re mad. But it was the wedding, and alcohol, and I’m so sorry.” What was he talking about?
“Niall. Please calm down, it’ll be okay. I prom-“
“I slept with another girl last night Gillian. She just, she took advantage of me, and she left right after everything and it didn’t mean anything! She’s actually not even good looking.” He was crying. I could tell by his sniffle.
“Niall. You-you cheated on me? We were just about to tell everyone about us. And you cheated on me?” And let the tears begin.
“She means nothing I don’t even remember what she looks like, or her name, she didnt even leave her number. So she used me and I let her and I’m so sorry!”
“I…but…. Why Niall!? What the fuck was going through your head!? I trusted you!!” I was hysterical now, he was barely audible he was so upset. At least I know he feels bad, Niall never cries unless he really is hurt.
“I know! You can hate me, you can never trust me again. I don’t blame you! But please, don’t leave me. I need you Gillian.”
“We’ve been dating for 3 weeks, only 3 weeks! You haven’t even slept over at my house yet, and you cheated on me Niall!! Apparently you don’t need me that bad!”
“It was a weak point, I should’ve known better than to drink that much. Please, you know I need you. You make me smile when all I want to do is crumble. You helped me stay friends with Makayla after everything.” That set me off.
“MAKAYLA!? So I helped you after Makayla!?! So I’m just a rebound!?! FUCK YOU!! Don’t ever talk to me again Niall Horan!!”
“NO! That’s not what I-” click. I threw my phone across the room, only to retrieve it and call Makayla. It was about 10 in the morning, so she’d be up. If Niall was drunk, Zayn was drunk. And that means Makayla probably drank a good bit too. I love knowing the logic of Makayla’s life to know she got lucky last night. She picked up after 3 rings.
“Gillian! What’s up girly?” I had been holding back the tears, but they just burst out of me again. “Gil! What happened? Are you okay!?”
“No! Me and Niall were dating for 3 weeks and he cheated on me last night! He told me this morning! Then he said I had helped him after you, and I think he just used me as a rebound! And we were gonna tell you guys when you got back but I can’t talk to him anymore. I’m too upset.”
“Gillian! Omg I’m so sorry! I should’ve known. You need-” there was a knock and Makayla yelling “IT’S OPEN!” She gasped and screamed when the person must’ve walked in. “NIALL JAMES HORAN!!! You have explaining to do! Gillian stay on the line!” I heard Nialls sweet voice through the phone, she put me on speaker. Zayn came running in asking what had happened.
“I’ll tell you what happened! Your friend here cheated on me last night! After 3 weeks of dating and he cheats on me! Then I find out I’m just a rebound for him after Makayla rejected his sorry ass!” I was screaming and crying at the same time.
“No! You are not a rebound Gillian!! You know god damn well that’s not true!” Niall yelled at me.
“NO! You don’t have the right to yell at me!! You cheated, YOU did! NOT ME! You listen to me Niall Horan!”
He was still crying, or he began again. I wasn’t sure.
“Gillian please, don’t leave me. I know I fucked up beyond words. I’m so sorry! Please. I know, it hasn’t been long. But to me there’s something different. It like I’m supposed to be with you. Please.” I couldn’t answer, I just sat on my floor crying. I knew what he meant, I felt it too. I’d only felt anything similar once before with someone. I never had a real relationship afterwards.
“Gillian?” It was Zayn’s voice. “Gillian, sweet heart. We are coming home. We’ll see you in a few hours. Let me get everyone together ill tell them it’s an emergency for a friend. We’ll be packed up and ill order the tickets and we’ll be home in 3 hours tops.” I started to reject but Makayla stopped me.
“No Gillian. You need us. You and Niall need to talk face to face. Ill see you in a few hours. I love you babes.” I said okay, and hung up. 3 hours. I would see my baby……. Was he anymore? I told him to never talk to me, but that didnt last long. I wanted him in my life. But how could I let him if he’s not even going to stay loyal? I pulled myself off of the ground and headed to get a shower. I’d at least look decent before they’d get home. I needed to go shopping anyways.
She hung up and I looked directly at Niall. “What the fuck is wrong with you Niall!?!” He just collapsed into me crying. He squeezed me so tight I couldn’t move. “You were shit faced werent you honey.” He just nodded, crying still. “Come on, lets go get you packed up. Boys go, now. We need to be ready in an hour. Zayn you order the tic-“
“Already on it love.” I nodded and led Niall back to his room to get packed.
Sometimes I forget its a hotel we’re staying in, it was like a house. I found his two suitcases, opened his drawers and neatly grabbed stacks of clothes moving them to the first suitcase. After I got everything in I zipped it up and looked over to find Niall zipping up the second one. “There you go Nialler. Just much on some chips on the couch until the rest of us are ready.” I gave him a hug and went to check on Zayn. “You get the tickets?” He looked at me.
“Um there’s some that’s for a train that leaves in thirty minutes. Or one that leaves in three hours.” I pointed to the one that went in 30 minutes.
“HURRY UP EVERYONE! We have a half an hour to get ready and go to the train station!!!” With that Zayn closed his laptop after ordering the tickets, unplugged the charger and me and him headed back to our rooms to hyper speed pack. I grabbed my clothes and tossed them into a suitcase in no specific order, threw my shoes and bathroom supplies into it zipped it shut. Gathered the rest of my things threw them in my carry on bag double checked every space to make sure I didn’t leave anything, grabbed my phone and left my room.
I went out to find that everyone was ready and cleaning the room. I checked the time. We had 15 minutes to get to the train state and board. “LETS GO!” We ran down the steps, not wanting to wait for the elevator, out the door and jumped into the van that we were given by Robbie. Liam hopped into the drivers seat and once we were all in he sped off. We made it to the train with 5 minutes to board. Once inside we all sat down exhausted. “We’re coming Gillian. I’m on my way.” I whispered to myself.
Niall must’ve heard, for he leaned into Zayn crying again. He really did love her. I’ve never seen someone cry so much. I went over and sat next to Niall and Louis. I took him into a hug, smoothing his hair and rubbing his back. “Shush. It’ll be okay Nialler. We know you love her.” He nodded into me not even attempting to cease the tears. “She loves you too honey, otherwise she wouldn’t have reacted the way she did. It’ll be okay, Gillian is very understanding. Just talk to her when we get home. Shush, everything will be okay. I promise.” He pulled away and looked into my eyes, I wiped his tears away, only for them to be replaced by more. He wasnt sobbing anymore though. He wasnt shaking as bad. He was just crying now.
He leaned back in his chair and I leaned onto his shoulder. “Everyone has a happy ending, if you aren’t happy, it’s not the end.” I whispered, quoting Gillian’s saying. Zayn put his arm around Niall and pulled him into a hug, I leaned against Niall again. Eventually I fell asleep, along with Harry who had been ripped from Mic again. I felt horrible about it, but Gillian needed me, and I promised to always be there for her.
*7 years ago February 20, 2012*
“Mom! Tell Annabelle to give me back my phone!” I screamed.
“I’m just seeing what her and her friend are texting!!” Anna yelled back.
“Annabelle Maria! Give your sister back her phone! You two better knock it off or no pizza!” My mother yelled. Anna glared at me but tossed me my phone. She was the bitchiest 16 year old I knew.
Me and my boyfriend, Anna, my mom, and my dad were all heading back from skiing to go to some pizza shop. I loved pizza more than anything, well except my boyfriend. We’d been dating for a year and 10 days. My dad blasted the radio after hearing a song that he loved come on. Barracuda by heart. Good job dad, you made me fall for your old folks music. We all, well except for Anna, started jumping around dancing in the car. I quickly got dizzy from going down the mountain and leaned over to my boyfriend, Alex. He stopped and held me close. A rare thing when we were around other people. However my dad was still dancing. Out of no where I hear an 18-wheeler blowing its horn. Breaks squealing, my mom and Anna are screaming. Alex has me squished into his arms and I felt the world to upside down, then black.
I woke to sirens and people shouting. I sat up alarmed only to be pushed back down by a pair of string arms. “Makayla, calm down.” What the hell, where was I? In an ambulance. I remembered suddenly, we had just been in a crash. Alex was next to me, scratched, with a few bandages, but okay. “Makayla you’re fine, only a few scrapes. Your dad however…. He has a broken leg and a major cut to his head. He was air lifted to the hospital from here.” I started panicking but Alex shush’ed me back to a calmed state. “But….Makayla….. Your mom and Annie. They…..they died on impact. I’m so sorry Hun. I’m so terribly sorry.” Alex, had just told me what I never wanted to hear. And my strong boyfriend, my rock… He was crying. I couldn’t. I just lay there, staring at the roof of the ambulance. My dad. Rushed to a hospital, me and my boyfriend were perfectly fine, but my mom and my sister. Dead, gone, never to be seen. And the last thing we’d done? Fight. I could never go to sleep being mad at someone, and now my mother and sister are gone. I felt the tears stinging in my eyes. I quietly sobbed hoping Alex wouldn’t notice, but he did. “Come here babe, shhhh, I know. Shhhh” he had picked me up and cradling me in his arms. Me crying into his shoulder, violently shaking,
“I-we-the last thing we did-was yell-at each other. And now-I can’t even fix-things!” I shuddered. I didn’t even bother to stop when the officer came to tell us that the car was totaled, my dad was at the hospital safe, and to tell me what I already knew. They would take us back to the hospital and let us see my dad. We’d arrive within 2 hours. Alex thanked the officer and then pulled me away to look into my eyes. Alex was still crying, I’d never seen him cry, only known him to twice. He was so hurt from his childhood he never showed emotions. But now, here he was crying over my family.
“I’m so sorry Makayla. You don’t deserve this.” He kissed my forehead and tucked hair behind my ear. “My little girl. I love you, I’ll be here every step of the way. Always.” Again he kissed my forehead, and then let me back to his shoulder. Still shaking while I cried.
*4 months later June 17, 2012*
“Babe, are you okay?” I heard Alex ask. I was standing in the door of my dads room. Reading the note he left. I felt Alex walk up behind me.
‘Makayla, I love you. Always remember that. I screwed up to bad to live with myself. Call your aunt Sharon and uncle Hugh right away.’ I looked up to the window in front of me. Then realized my fathers bathroom door was shut, and the light was off. He always kept his door open.
“Dad? Are you okay?” No reply. I inched closer to the door. Turning the nob. “Dad?” The door hit something, so I squeezed inside. There I saw a chair, on it’s side. And hanging from the ceiling, was my father. I let out a blood curdling scream having Alex rush to my side and stopping dead in his tracks. “DAD!!!!!” I screamed. Falling to the floor crying. “DAD!!” Was all I could yell. Alex was dialing 911, talking as calm as he could. The note he left made sense now. Alex put his hand on my shoulder, but I refused to leave, I grabbed into my fathers legs crying desperately. Hoping somehow it would change the situation. Again Alex touched my shoulder but he picked me up this time carrying me to the living room. Me kicking and screaming and crying the whole way.
“Makayla! Look at me! Please calm down, you’re gonna hurt yourself!” How the fuck could he say that when I just walked in on my dad. Dead! Hanging from the fucking ceiling!
“NO! Your look at me! Four months ago my mother and sister died! Just when things were becoming okay again my father kills himself! And you expect me to CALM DOWN?! NO! FUCK YOU!” As soon as I screamed it I collapsed into Alex’s lap. I know he just worried about me. The police arrived and Alex directed the, to the bathroom. “Why would he do this! He left me on my own!” Alex couldn’t answer to he just smoothed my hair kissing my head repeatedly, cradling me like a child. Thirteen years old, and I’m orphaned. I grabbed my phone and dialed my aunts number.
“Aunt Sharon? Dad…. Dad killed himself…… He’s hung in his bathroom….. I need you to come here now please.” She panicked yelled at her husband and hung up.
*July 6, 2013 at Hershey Park Stadium*
I was at a One Direction concert. Waiting for the show to begin. With my aunt and uncle, my god parents. I wasn’t as excited. For my dad was supposed to be here. And Alex. But my dad was gone, and Alex. We broke up just yesterday. He was moving to Michigan. To live with family. He couldn’t handle a long distance relationship. So I was crying all night, and now I’m exhausted. But then, the crowd screamed and the boys were coming down my aisle! I saw Zayn and immediately screamed “ZAYN! My beautiful king!”
“Why didnt anyone tell me?!” I screamed! I was pissed an overjoyed all at once. Louis, Aunt Shanon and Uncle Hugh weren’t sure what I was. “I’m related to a hot brother and he’s in a boy band! Do you know how amazing that is?! But why the hell wasnt I told?! Where have you been?! Why weren’t you ever in my life?!” I asked pissed off at Louis. He was my brother. My biological brother.
He had contacted my parents when he was 18 and I was 11. But nobody told me. They were planning to have a family get together on my 14 birthday, but Louis got a call about the accident. And thought everyone had died. So he never tried to call. He was put up for adoption, my parents were way to young, with no jobs or a high school diploma. So Louis was adopted by his family in England. Funny how he never mentioned this in any interviews. I was weirded out that I had a huge crush on someone who was really my brother.
“I’m sorry Makayla. I’m just glad to know you’re alive. I, I was really depressed for months after the accident. Then when Aunt Shanon here called. The boys thought I went crazy. I had to explain everything before the concert yesterday!” We’d been hugging the whole time. He was crying and laughing at the same time. But he never let me go. No matter what I screamed or asked or tried to do. He just held me close. And I didn’t want to be let go. “So I guess you know who we are. And now we know a bit about you. But tell me-us more! I haven’t seen you other than in pictures!” So I went on telling them about the past year. Just what had happened.
Then I stretched and I felt a pain in my wrist. Louis had grabbed it.
“Makayla! You, why?! No. I’m not letting this go on! Why would you cut?!” I was crying the moment he had grabbed my wrist. Still he held me but now at my shoulders looking me dead in the eyes. “I know things are hard, I know you feel hurt. But please don’t do this ever again! You can find other ways to relieve the pain. Promise me, Love. Please, I can’t have my baby sister cutting.” I nodded silently into his chest, still crying. Aunt Sharon knew, so she was quiet. At that point though, I somehow felt things would be better. Things would always be okay in some way. “Sharon, I want to discuss something with you.” He reluctantly let go and took our Aunt and Uncle away to talk. But as soon as Louis was gone I felt another pair of arms around me.
“You’re too beautiful for that. Please don’t break your promise.” My heart was in my throat. Zayn Malik was holding me. He just told me I was beautiful, again! Wait….. I’m…. I’m part of the One Direction family now. Perrie and Zayn broke up two months ago! I… I might have a chance. Well when I’m 18… I sighed then gasped realizing Zayn was still holding me. I turned around and saw his eyes, his beautiful chocolate eyes. Just inches from mine. And his lips, his perfect lips. Withing seconds of staring into those eyes, I felt him kiss my nose. I just got a kiss on the nose from Zayn Malik! I smiled like a little kid and hugged Zayn close.
It was about three hours into the party and I was already pretty drunk. What was I even drinking? Oh yeah vodka, Schmernoff vodka mixed into some kinda drink. I couldn’t care less about the taste, I was busy watching the dance floor. There was a hug crowd dancing but I was focused on one girl. One amazingly beautiful and sexy girl dancing like she didnt have a care in the world. I drank the last of what was in my cup and headed towards her. I had a plan, and I was gonna make sure it worked.
I snaked my arms around her waste and pulled her close. She responding gladly grinding into me, she was just as drunk if not worse than me. Makayla had always been a light drinker, but one hell of a partier! The bass dropped and she put her hand up moving her hips to the beat. I could feel my pants tighten, and she must’ve to cus she put one hand around my neck as I started leaving kissing on her neck. Her other hand held my body close to hers. Her lips parted as I found her sweet spot, right under her ear where her neck and jawline met. Whether any noise came out was unknown for the music was too loud for me to think. Suddenly she let go, and started walking away towards a door, swaying her hips more than usual. I easily caught up keeping her body close as I followed her out. I told the man to pull our car up. I looked over and saw Harry and Mic together as well as Niall and some blonde girl. I couldn’t help but laugh knowing what they had in mind as well.
“You’re going to have the night of your life, be prepared.” I whispered seductively into her ear. Feeling a shiver go down her spine. I heard two doors close, me and Makayla were now alone on the sidewalk. I was again kissing her neck, making her silently moan and gasp. As the limo came up I didn’t even question, I just followed after Makayla in, attacking her lips.
He attacked me with kisses! I could feel his bulge against my leg as my fingers went through his hair. It was so soft, I loved it! Zayn’s hand started trailing up and down my stomach as the other tugged and twisted my hair. I held him close grinding our hips together. His tongue glided across my bottom lip, easily gaining access. He let out a groan as I pulled his hair. I giggled realizing where this was going. He slowly trailed kisses down from my lips, to my cheek, onto my neck. I gasped as he began to suck, leaving his mark. I would hear from it in the morning from the boys. His hand was still on my waste, moving down to the bottom of my shirt when the Limo stopped.
“We’re at the hotel.” The driver said. Zayn reluctantly pulled away. As soon as I stepped out onto the ground, my feet were lifted up as Zayn carried me bridal style through the door of the hotel, then to the lift. He pressed the number 7, the top floor. Our room was right next to the lift doors. He still held me up as I slowly began kissing his neck, receiving a satisfied moan from Zayn. The doors opened, we exited, and he fumbled in his pocket to get the key. As soon as the door was open and see we’re inside, he let me down but immediately pushed me against a wall. My hand glided up and down his toned abdomen. I lifted his shirt just enough for him to tear it off in the blink of an eye.
“Your turn.” His voice so low it was almost evil.
“Work for it.” I whispered into his ear. He responded by reach for the bottom of my shirt. But I slipped out of his reach running behind him towards the living room. He slowly followed me so I kept going, just walking now. Straight to the bedroom area. Our rooms were huge it was amazing. I suddenly found that Harry’s room was right next to our as I heard quite a loud scream.
“OH MY GOD! HARRY!” She shouted. Was that… Mic? I burst into laughter. I only continued as Zayn snuck in throwing me over his shoulder and laying me on the bed. His hand was over mine to cease the squeals. Then his hand was replaced by his lips. He got on top of me letting his lips do the work and allowing my hands to glide all over him. Before I realized, my shirt was off my body and being pulled over my head. My breath hitched as his kisses traveled down my neck and to my chest.
He pulled me into a sitting position un-latched my bra and pushed me back down. He slowly moved to my breasts. Massaging my left one, while he licked around and nipped at the nipple on my right. I moaned in pleasure, pulling a fist of his hair. I needed him further down. But when he started kissing down my stomach, I teased him and pulled him back up to my lips.
“Babe, don’t tease me. I know what you want.” I could feel my panties soak even further at his words. Again he started kissing down my stomach. This time I let him. He slowly rubbed over the cloth of my panties. “Well someone wants me, now don’t they?” I only moaned in reply. His fingers wrapped around the edges pulling my panties down from under my skirt. His breath was warm on my legs. I felt his lips glide over my thighs. Leaving hickeys, and love bites.
“Zayn, please.” I moaned. Needed to feel him. To my surprise he obeyed. His tongue went to my flaps, licking up all of what I’d leaked. He put my legs on his shoulders. Using his thumb to put pressure on my clit. “Oh, Zayn, yes.” I gasped. His tongue went in and out of me. I had never felt this good before. Ever, as of I was a virgin, and Zayn knew it.
“I’m gonna go two fingers Makayla, just tell me if I need to stop.” And with that his lips were sucking on, and humming on, my clit. I felt two long fingers being inserted into me. Slowly he started, in and out. He looked to me to see if I was okay. I gasped as I felt his fingers curl inside of me, twisting as they went out and back in. He smiled knowing he made me feel this pleasure. I was shaking it felt so amazing.
“Zayn, now! I need you!” I pleaded.
“I’m right here, babe.” He cheekily smiled. He withdrew his fingers, me whimpering at the loss of his magical touch. He stood up nonchalantly. I sat up confused.
“Zayn!” I sat up on the edge of the bed. I noticed the bulge again in his pants. “Don’t you want to be free?” He was close enough to where I pulled him closer, wrapped in my legs. I let my fingers unbutton his pants and assist him in taking them off. I really wanted him, but I also wanted to please him. So I stood up, and pushed him onto the bed. He tried to sit up, but I quickly straddled him, kissing him back into the bed. His hand found my waist and slid my skirt down my legs. I kicked it of and went down his abs. Oh, how his body amazed me. I reached the top of his boxers and took them in between my teeth. Tugging at them playfully. His fingers were entangling in my hair now. I took the boxers in my hands and pulled them down his legs. Showing his erection up against his stomach. “Holy shit Zayn! That’s huge!” He smiled at my words.
“Your big mouth should easily fit it though.” He liked it rough and dirty.
“Oh I definitely could. It would fit perfectly. Feel it warm in my mouth, have it down my throat. Making you cum all over me.” I smiled as he cursed in pleasure. I took his length in my hands one slowly rubbing the base, the other at the top, thumbing over his red tip.
“Fuck, Makayla. Are you sure you’ve never done this?” I took away my hand from his band, cradling the balls. Slightly squeezing at them. Zayn couldn’t stop moaning. I licked up his huge dick, stopping at the tip. I sucked like a Popsicle on it. Hearing in groan in pleasure distracted me and he bucked his hips, sending his full length down my throat. “Shit, sorry!” But I kept going. Fitting as much as I could rubbing what I couldn’t. “Oh my god. Makayla, I’m, I’m gonna cum” after a few more strokes he twitched and a salty substance was in my mouth. I swallowed and licked the rest up, not leaving one drop.
“You taste pretty good Zayn, but I think this belongs somewhere else.” I said rubbing his erection as he rode out his orgasm. Only a soft groan was my answer. Then out of now where he pulled me up and flopped me onto the bed and was on top of me. “Give it to me baby, every inch of you. I need you now!” I said half way moaning, half pleading. I felt the tip by my entrance, slowly it entered. A sharp pain came to me but it was bearable.
“Hold on, it’ll be better soon.” Zayn told me. He kept going slow, until there was no more pain. And I started moving all over the place.
“More Zayn, Harder!” I groaned. Oh my god it felt amazing, he hit my G-Spot every time I screamed in pleasure. Forgetting the neighbors next to us in the other room. “ZAYN! I’m. Gonna. Cum! OH MY GOD!” I felt my walls tighten. But Zayn was yelling at me to hold it. I tried and tried, and right when I was about to give in, he pulled out. “What the fuc-” before I could finished he rammed up my ass. I shrieked in pain, but after a bit it felt a little better.
“Touch yourself Makayla.” I was confused but I was to pleasured to show. He took my hand and pulled it to my area. I understood and obeyed. After I started he pulled out and went into my entrance, then out and into my ass. Back and forth hitting my vulnerable spots every time. Again I felt my walls tighten, but I wasn’t told to wait. I gave in and cummed all over his dick who twitched and released inside of me. He kept going riding out our orgasms together, them he collapsed to my side. “You’re pretty amazing at this.” He said, pulling me close.
“You’re not to bad yourself.” He smiled and kissed my forehead, we were both out of breath. So we cuddled up, with his arms around me, and soon fell asleep.
“Hold it Mic! You slutty whore, hold it!” I shouted. I wasn’t allowing her to orgasm until I was at my peak. She was nothing but moans and whines. She was still just as good as I remembered. With three thrusts I let go. “Almost. There. NOW!” I shouted, and we let out together, completely soaked in each others juices. I rode out our climaxes then went down to her area. “You taste so amazing Micki” I said while licking up every last drop.
“You’re work is down there too you bastard.”
“Watch it. I may just have to punish you.” I said, as menacing as I could.
“Oh yeah? Go ahead!” She shouted. I flipped her over with one swift movement, grabbed her ass and put her into doggy style. I jammed my dick into her butt all the way, going in and out, in and out, as fast as possible. She screamed and groaned in pleasure and pain, I kept going, harder. “MORE, NOW!” She screamed. I grabbed her hips and started pushing and pulling her with me to go faster, and I myself went faster. I didn’t think it was even possible to go this speed. With one last huge thrust into her I orgasmed for the second time. “Oh Harry, I should misbehave more often!” She breathed. I kissed her check and pulled her close. Her back to me, I pulled the covers up. Soon her breathing had slowed I to even breaths and I knew she was asleep. She was so beautiful. I really did love her, and after 3 years, it’s like nothing changed. Soon I myself drifted to sleep.
We arrived in London around noon. Me and Niall were the only ones still awake. I looked over to Eleanor and Makayla, how could I be so lucky to be married to someone so gorgeous? As well as having a sister so smart and beautiful! I had already lived my dream, and now a Makayla was living hers. I couldn’t be anymore proud. I knelt between the two girls, slightly shaking there shoulders. “Time to wake up loves, we’re in England! Gotta get the cakes in the second van and head of to the hotel.” El woke up looking like she was in pain. Her fatigue was so bad, it made my heart ache. Makayla sat up alarmed, always scared of being late.
“Sshh, calm down Makayla. We have plenty of time.” She had a horrible stare in her eyes.
“I had the dream again Louis. They were there waiting for me. And I just stood there staring.” She was horrified. Ever since the accident shed been having this reoccurring dream. It’d been haunting her for 6 years. All I could do was hug her and tell her everything was alright. She took a deep breath, just like mother had always taught her to do. “C’mon everyone grab a cake cart and lets get rolling.” Did I mention how strong this girl was? Always putting others first.
“Come on El, we’ll be in the car soon. Then in a just a few minutes we’ll be at the hotel where you can rest.” As I put my hand on her stomach to help steady her, the baby inside gave a firm kick. “Well aren’t we feisty? We’re either definitely getting a boy, or a kick-ass daughter.” Fortunately Eleanor smiled. I loved seeing her smile, she looked so young and innocent. I kissed her forehead then helped her off the train before getting cake cart.
After waking up I overheard Makayla’s and Louis’ conversation. I gave her a sympathetic look, knowing what had happened. Niall, Liam and me grabbed a cake cart and off we headed off the train. Louis came back after helping El off the train but I stopped him. “We have five cakes and seven people, you go help Eleanor to the car. Robbie will be waiting for us, he’ll lead you to where the car is.” He nodded in thanks and went to help her.
The train station was packed, it took forever just to get out of the train loading area! Then we got past the gates to find a path blocked off with a sign. ‘H&M Pastries Only!’ Well that’s weird… I looked back to everyone and nodded for them to follow. Down the path we went, right to 3 elevators. “Okay Niall, Liam go in the first one. Makayla and Zayn go in the second one. El and Louis you’re in the last one with me.” As the doors closed we were lifted upward towards the surface. Where Robbie waited, between a van and a limo marked ‘H&M Pastries’ on the side.
We were being treated like celebrities. People staring and flashing photos of the cakes. Two guys came towards us, one said he would help load the cakes on the van. The second led Louis and Eleanor into the limo. Within an hour all the cakes were loaded and secured safely in the van, and we were all on our way to the hotel. There we would drop off everyone while me and Makayla stayed behind to go to the venue of the wedding. It was now about 1:30 we had three hours to get there and set up all of the tables and food. This however was the least of my worries. There was one person taking up almost all of my attention, and within the next hour I’d get to see her. Zayn was talking to me.
“Harry! Do you want a glass of champagne or not?” Everyone was staring, I must’ve been deep in thought.
“Yeah of course! Just one though guys, remember me and Makayla do have to still set up things!” Robbie joined in now.
“Oh! That reminds me! What were you all planning to do while you were here?” He had a cheeky smile on.
“We’ll I believe we were all just gonna relax today and maybe go shopping around town.” Liam answered.
“Wrong! How could you dedicate so much of your time, and not come to the wedding?” He asked questioningly. Liam again answered.
“Well we’d love to, but I don’t think we’d want to be party crashers without an invite.” Everyone nodding in agreement. I knew what was coming though. It’d been a secret from everyone for a while. I held back a satisfied laugh.
“Ah, now that would be a problem. But you wouldn’t be crashing if you were honored guests now would you?” Everyone including Makayla stared in awe at him. “My sister would simply not have the ones who made the cakes and desserts of her wedding unrecognized. And I do believe her friend Michaela had said she knew all of you quite well. Is this true?” Nobody spoke, including me. Michaela mentioned us? Mentioned me? She did remember. I smiled and about shouted.
“Yes! Yes, yes yes! We know Michaela extremely well! She’s an old friend from a few years ago!” Everyone burst into laughter except me and Robbie.
“Harry and her had this thing going on. We are so excited for the invites! Can’t thank you enough!” Makayla laughed.
“Don’t thank me, I’m just delivering a message. Thank you for helping make my sister happy!” He went around shaking everyone’s hand just as we arrived at the hotel. Once everyone was inside the limo again went in motion.
Within 30 minutes we arrived at our destination. I got out to see Michaela Mindler and the Bride standing in front of Cafe De Paris. I couldn’t keep my eyes in one place. How in the world did they afford this?!? The prince has partied here!!! Robbie’s sister ran up to him squeezing thank you’s and I love you’s. “you’re very welcome Sally, only the best for you.” So Sally was her name. She was a very pretty lady. She turned to me then and grabbed me and Harry around the waist hugging us tighter than ever.
“I can’t thank you enough for all of this! I just know it’ll all be perfect!” She pulled away with tears in her eyes.
“It’s our pleasure. Thank you for inviting our friends to your wedding. They are very excited.” Harry replied. Although he had his eyes on Michaela. She was walking towards us now grabbing Sally’s hand’
“Come on Hun, let them get things set up. We gotta go back to get your make up and hair finished. No tears yet.” With that she took Sally and led her up the steps. Without a single word to us, without so much as a look. Had she forgotten us? No, she’s the one who suggested our service. Who had told Robbie she was fond of us. She was the wedding planner so she was probably just making sure everything was going as planned.
I turned around to see Harry already unlatching the van, as the second one with the cakes pulled up behind him. Three other men came out of the building to help with all of the carts. They all took the cakes and rolled them through the doors on the side of the building. Me and Harry slowly rolled each cart of the cupcakes, donuts, and sticky buns down. Once we got all of them off the van we quickly headed for the back door. The men were putting the last cake in the fridge and were heading back for the other carts. Within 20 minutes everything was in the fridge. We thanked the men as they left and headed out to the room where the food would be served.
There were signs designating where the cakes and dessert would go. Two tables for the cakes, and 6 tables for the pastries. There were table cloths on top of the tables. They were light purple, but not quite a lavender. I went to unfold them with Harry who already had one table covered. He was ahead today, almost mad he was working so fast. As I laid the third table cloth down there was a voice. That made Harry stop and turn around in the blink of an eye.
“Harry you have no idea how much I’ve missed you!” Michaela was running towards him. He couldn’t move he just stood there smiling. She jumped into him being caught in a spinning hug. Laughing and smiling together it was like they never left each others company. He lightly set her down before he could speak she moved her head up and kissed him. Yep, like they never left each other. I laughed bringing her attention to me. “Oh my god Makayla! I’ve missed you too! I heard about the break up between you and Liam! I’m so sorry! Omg I’ve missed you all!” She couldn’t speak fast enough. I looked to Harry who was still smiling. Me and Michaela started tearing up from everything, she was like my sister. Everything we’d been through played in my head.
“I’ve missed you too Mic, I can’t believe you’re best friends with Sally Williams!” She couldn’t reply as Harry pulled her back to him.
She kissed me, after 3 years she still loved me! I was so excited I didn’t let her finish the conversation her and Makayla were having. “Hey now, don’t leave again, you’re mine!” I embraced her again never wanting to let go. She had grown taller and still had her curves. Most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. She pulled back and I cupped her chin, pulling her closer. Softly and sweetly we kissed again. Oh how I missed her kiss. Just as I was about to pull back she continued the kiss. Our lips moving as one, her tongue brushing my bottom lip easily being granted access. She always liked to be in control of things, our tongues fought for dominance but I won. I heard a giggle and pulled away.
“We have work to do you two. There will be time for that after the wedding party.” Makayla laughed.
“Yeah I have to get back to Sally, you guys are the last part of the set-up that needs to be done so in an hour you need to be ready. See you soon!” She gave me one last hug and laughed walking away as I winked at her. I hummed as I worked, more slow and steady now.
When I got to Sally, her and the brides maids were in line receiving their bouquets. They all looked beautiful. As the last girl got hers the piano started playing. I walked over to Sally. “You’re gonna do great. Hold in the tears, no smudging make up. You look beautiful your brother did amazing.” On cue Robbie walked up to walk his sister down the isle. Their father died a few years back.
Out one by one each girl went, meeting their groomsmen to walk down the isle. Sally going last. I snuck around the side of the wall and sat in the front row. The set up was so pretty. Bright flowers everywhere the main color scheme being purple and green. The bridesmaid dresses were full length, halter tops, alternating leaf green and light purple. Light beading around the neck line and small designs at the bottom of the dress. Down the isle Sally went. Cameras flashing, people already tearing up, and sighs and gasps in awe everywhere. When her fiancé turned around his eyes were full of love and wonder. Her dress was absolutely stunning!
It was a very classic style that even had sleeves, but they hung low on her shoulders. Sweet heart neckline covered in jewels and beads all the way down the to the waist where it lightly curved out to a nice plain white. At the bottom the designed argyle beading went up to the knee. The train was only about 4 feet and it was plain. She looked so beautiful her veil was like a tiara with the material no longer than her chin. I was surprised at how simple she kept it, but she really stood out with her intricate set up. Sally looked gorgeous to say the least.
She got to her fiancé, and the preacher began. The ceremony went by quickly. Faster than I expected, and already the last of the bridesmaids and groomsmen were back up the isle. I got up quickly and headed towards the party room to make sure everything was set up.
“Harry! Makayla! Is everything done?” I yelled before seeing the sight in front of me. A gasp escaped my lips seeing the bright colors and intricate patterns on the cakes. The thousands of pastries organized so simply it was beautiful. Those two really knew what they were doing. “It’s wonderful guys, thank you so much. They’ll be heading in soon. Get ready for a party!”
*2 Weeks Later*
So I woke up to my alarm and phone going off. I answered Harry’s call.
“Makayla! Where the hell are you? You’re two hours late! We need to get everything to London and set up! We leave in two hours!”
“Fuck! Harry I’ll be there as quick as I can!” I bolted out of bed to the dresser.
“Hurry!” He hung up, I threw my phone on my bed and pulled on a shirt. I put on a pair of jeans, put my hair into a messy pony tail and a hat. After brushing my teeth I grabbed my train ticket, keys, and jacket. Luckily there was no traffic so I was at the bakery in 20 minutes. Everyone was huddled around the van. Robbie insisted that he hire someone to drive the 3 hours. London was only 2 hours away, but this guy had to go slow to prevent any damages.
“Thank God you’re here! Come help!” Harry was worried. When he’s worried, he gets stressed, which makes him angry and scary.
Before anything could be loaded, the van had to cool down enough so nothing would melt. Inside the bakery was a maze. Carts of the donuts and cupcakes and sticky buns were lined up between the counters and sinks. Liam pushed a cart of cupcakes into place.
“Last one! We’re good until the van is ready!” Liam looked over and smiled. We were still awkward, but we were friends. “Hey Makayla. Sleep well?” I could only laugh.
“Yeah, I needed the extra z’s! It was nice!” I pretended to stretch but squeaked when arms wrapped around me from behind.
“Damn, you didnt invite me? I missed out on 2 hours of cuddling with you!” My boyfriend’s accent made me smile ‘til it hurt.
“If you were with me, you’d wake with bruises from me kicking Zayn!” I turned around to receive a gentle kiss.
“Oh get a room!” Louis’ voice came from across the room.
“Hey bro, hows your family?” I shouted being retarded.
“Lily is good, Jack is a bundle of energy. El is not feeling well, fatigue is hitting her hard.” He kind of slowed his speech. I know how much he hates seeing El in pain. She most likely made him come today. Niall came in then.
“Van is ready! Start loading before Harry pops a vein!” Zayn and me lead out the first rack. Slowly we rolled it to the door. Down the ramp onto the asphalt, up the ramp in the van. It took five minutes to load each one! So, about 5 cupcake, 4 donut, and 6 sticky bun carts, it took close to 30 minutes. The van was filled!
“Wait! What about the cakes? We cant fit a single one!” I stared wide-eyed at Harry.
“We get a whole train cart to ourselves! Along with 5 rooms!” He smiled, then explained.”So we’ll load the cakes into your truck slowly go to the train station! Where we load each cake onto our assigned car. Me, you Zayn, Liam, Niall, Louis, and Eleanor will then ride to London where we’ll meet a second van to drive us and the cakes to the venue!” Everyone hooped and hollered then. Harry seemed distracted but it was probably just stress.
“Louis, is Eleanor going to be able to go? Who would watch the kids?” I wondered if we could bring them.
“I was told ahead of time. El is coming and her mom is watching the kids.” He smiled. Getting this break was just what he needed, and Eleanor. I did the calculations then stopped.
“Harry, wouldnt we need 6 rooms? El and Lou are the only ones sharing!” Zayn again hugged me from behind.
“What about us? We are also sharing!” After only 2 weeks and they expect us to share a room. It didn’t bother me any! I mean Zayn has spent the night before we started dating, but I was still surprised. I just smiled and kissed Zayn’s cheek.
“Okay love birds, help load the cakes up!” Niall chimed in. I felt horrible about how Niall loved me… he was cute but he was like a brother… he seemed to be coping just fine.
I walked up the steps and went to the fridge where Harry rolled out the first cake. Being extra careful we didnt mind take a full hour to load all 5. My suitcase was already in my truck so we all headed to the train station. After all the cakes were on the ground, each was rolled onto the train. I was amazed non were damaged.
I hugged Harry then sat down between Zayn and Eleanor. “Makayla! Give me your hand!” I didnt hesitate. “Baby, your aunt Kayla is here! Can you kick for her?” Almost on signal the baby inside of her pushed against my hand.
“Eleanor! How long has it been doing this?” I couldnt help but smile and continue to feel her tummy.
“Niall’s birthday was the first ‘for sure’ kick I felt. But she’s been moving around for about a month.” Louis jumped in then.
“Hey! We dont know whether its a boy or girl until October 22nd! I told you it gonna be Andy!”
” I want a girl! Angelica…. or April!” she seemed to ask me, more than tell Louis.
“I like April more. Lily and April are a perfect match!” I stated. Louis just shook his head, but sat down in defeat. It wasn’t long before Zayn’s arm snaked around my waist. I gave in and laid my head on his shoulder. “Can I take a nap?” We hadn’t been on the train for 15 minutes yet and i was already tired.
“Sure beautiful, I’ll wake you when I see some pretty landscape.” I smiled at how he still remembered how much I loved nature. I felt him kiss the top of my head and soon the smooth sound of the train lulled my to sleep.
I kissed her head and joined into the conversation between Niall and Louis. “Where’s the wedding being held, exactly?”
“Don’t really know. I do however, know who the wedding planner is!” Louis practically yelled. “You remember meeting some friends at Makayla’s 18th Birthday party?” Harry seemed to find interest. We all said ‘yes’ or nodded. “Remember Michaela Mindler? She’s some famous wedding planner now and is best friends with the bride.”
“WHAT?! We get to see Mic again?!” Harry blurted out. He had fear and happiness in his eyes. “Dang, havent heard a word from her in about 3 years… wow” Camly his last sentence came out.
“Harry be quiet, the women are sleeping!” Niall punched his shoulder. “So Michaela pickedH&M Patries then, and sent Robbie. How strange…” I tuned out falling asleep, pulling Makayla closer.
I was going to see Mic again. My little Mickey. Before Makayla moved to England with Gillain, Mic and I really liked each other. We never had an official relationship, but it was close enough. We had dates, and kissed, and even had a song. She insisted it being ‘Kiss You’ she loved it. Anything to make her smile, to see her eyes light up. I missed her so much my heart ached.
We came out of a tunnel into beautiful hills and valleys. Already 30 minutes had passed. The rocking of the train car put me to sleep after a few moments.
*Flashback- 6 years ago*
“This is my favorite concert yet!” Niall said. I rolled my eyes but nodded.
“Its the land of chocolate Niall! Every little thing is chocolate inspired.” I gawked. Niall was practically drooling.
We were all in our dressing room messing around. It was July 6, 2013. Being crazy, calms our nerves before a concert. I dont know why but I was really, very, excited for this one. So many fun things were going to happen! Confetti, beach balls, and Plus we were singing a song from our third album! So far the Take Me Home tour was going really well. A knock on the door caused Liam’s and Louis’ teasing of Harry to pause.
“Five minutes everyone!” I heard the security gaurd call. We all yelled ‘okay’ or ‘yeah’ back. I nervously fixed my hair, noticing the guys doing the same.
“You ready? Who’s going to hand the lucky fans the VIP passes?” Paul spoke. Me and Liam raised our hands. “Okay go into positions! Good luck boys!” He yelled after us. We were going to run to the stage though the crown. We walked to the entrance and at our cue we ran out.
The audience went crazy realizing we had come out. I went through and heard a voice to my left. “Zayn! My beautiful king!” It was cheesy but sweet. I stopped looked and saw a girl about 14 or 15 with pleading eyes.
“Love! Come here!” Her parents smiled, pushing the shocked girl forward. “How would you like two backstage passes?” she was stunned. Nodding vigorously she accepted. “Do I get a hug?” I finally heard the beautiful American accent this girl had.
“I love you so much! You are my inspiration! Thank you for everything and making me smile!” she hugged me so tight, it was very sweet.
“You’re welcome sweet heart! I gotta go, enjoy the show!” and off I went. Liam to was saying good-bye to a fan. We ran up on stage took our microphones and began singing Live While We’re Young.
Hey girl Im waiting on ya, Im waiting
on ya! Come on and let me sneak you out!
And have a celebration, a celebration!
The music up the windows down!
The music video played on the screen behind us. We would preform two other songs before our twitter views. The girl I gave the passes was stuck in my head as I sung my solo.
Hey girl its now or never! It now or
Never! Dont over-think just let it go!
And if we get together, yeah get
together, dont let the pictures leave
by this time everyone was singing along. I ran to the front and grabbed a girls phone. Niall did he strut pose. Liam just went into the camera, Harry blew a kiss, Louis sung into the camera and I turned it to me making retarded faces. I returned the phone to its owner and touched some fans hands. The second song began.
Hello, Hello I know its been awhile but
baby! I got something that I really
wanna let you know, yeah something that
I wanna let you kno-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Louis really liked this song. he thought it was funny how a happy beat was about a depressed guy begging for his girl back. I looked out to see everyone dancing and singing. I loved the rush that was gathering in me. This song ended quickly. I got to say the intro.
“Good evening Pennsylvania!! How are you all today?” I paused to let them scream. “Well I dont know about you, but im gonna be up for quite awhile! Lets stay Up All Night!” The sirens went off and the lights went crazy on the stage. I loved the intro to this song. absolutely amazing.
It feels like we’ve been living in
Fast forward. Another moments passing
by! The party’s ending but its now or
never, nobodys going home tonight!
The next part we changed. And the audience erupted at our new lyrics. “The only band to make parodies of their own songs” theyd say. I loved seeing the fans catch on to our ‘games’
Dont even care about the table breaking
We only wanna have a laugh! Im only
thinking ‘bout this girl im seeing,
I hope she’ll wanna kiss me back!
I winked at a pretty ginger after my solo. She was stuck between crying and fainting. It made me feel special i had that affect on people, but it worried me. Niall spoke when the song ended.
“Good evening everyone! How about we take a look at twitter?” The response was a mess of screams. “Okay! So Clara, in section L seats 25&26? ‘I wanted so bad to be a water bottle, Id have a better chance to meet you! #Kingsley’ Where Clara at?” 2 girls were jumping and harry pointed them out.
“Okay my favorite was, ‘What always makes you smile no matter what?’ Harry’s voice was low as he looked to me and Louis. “This works for most situations.” he then put on a cheeky smile moving his hands to under his chin. “CUPCAKE!!!” he said in the girliest way ever! I lost it along with the Louis. I laughed till I gasped for breath, along with Louis and Harry.
We proceeded with the tweets and Liam’s turn came. Okay, I don’t think this fan knows it, but I’ve been following her on twitter and have been watching her videos. she tweeted ‘I cannot wait! No meet/greet and no the best seats, but I’ll hear your amazing voices in person!’ So Makayla, who’s sitting in section K seats 38-40. Could you come up to the stage?
I started crying when he read my tweet. I was still now. Did he just ask me to go up on stage? “Makayla love, don’t be shy.” Liams voice was calm. My feet slowly learned their job again.
“Excuse me, can I get through?” I barely whispered. I got out in the isle and slowly walked up towards my inspirations, my life, the 5 boys who saved me without knowing me.
“Makayla is that you? Wave to let us know.” I stuck my hand high in the air. Girls around me started screaming, and a light was on me, and my face on the big screen. My pace sped up to a jog and Liam’s hand extended to help me up. I just touched Liam Payne’s hand! I’m on stage with One Direction! I pinched myself, wincing I confirmed this was reality. “I can assure you, you aren’t dreaming.” Liam chuckled as he hugged me.
“Well beautiful, Liam;s kept you a secret! Tell us about yourself!” Oh Louis, could your voice get any more sexy? I had his mic now.
“Uh-I…” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Im going into the 10th grade, I love drawing, cooking, and singing. I turn 15 tomorrow!” I stopped, wondering if they wanted me to go on. I squealed as harry picked me up in a huge hug.
“Happy Birthday!!” One Direction just wished me a happy birthday. Best. Gift. Ever! Niall came up next to me. “You like singing? How about singing a verse or two for us?” And cus the stuttering again.
“I-uh-dont know… Im not the best-um…”
Liam cut in, “I’ve seen you videos! You have a wonderful voice!” Can I faint yet?
“Um…Okay…” Liam whispered something to Niall, who went to grab his guitar. He immediately started playing, Beautiful by Christina Agulera! I smiled and waited to start. “Every day is so wonderful, but suddenly, its hard to breath. Now and then I get insecure! From all the pain, feel so ashamed. I am beautiful no matter what they say! Words cant bring me down. I am beautiful in every single way, yeah words cant bring me down. Oh no! So dont you bring me down today.” Did I seriously just do that? In front of One Direction at Hershey Park Stadium? I suddenly couldnt breath. I smiled, but closed my eyes. Luckily Niall was next to me. I grabbed his wrist to steady myself.
“Whoa! Calm down. No need to be nervous!” Niall’s words were distant but my lungs opened again as I was embraced into a Horan Hug.
“You really do give the best hugs! I managed a giggle. Zayn cam up to me then. He really was beautiful.
“Well you’re one lucky girl! You got to sing on stage, and you got back stage passes!” I remembered the tickets as my hand slapped my back pocket. Zayn laughed. Oh my god, how long I’e waited to hear that in person. I was in heaven.
“And I met you first. Are you guys sure Im not dreaming?” They all nodded laughing. “Well I want you to know how much you’ve helped me. All i have to do is turn on a song and Im happy.” I couldnt believe what happened next. Zayn kissed my forehead, harry picked me up and sat me on a stool. They started singing their new song. TO ME!
My phone ringing woke me up. “Hello?”
“Zayn! No work today, Im coming over in about 2 hours!” Makayla’s voice woke me up.
“Thats great! What time is it?”
“I just woke you up? Haha, its 10:30!”
“Perfect! We’re going to lunch then! So dont eat!” She giggles and we hung up. I’d done it, I got my best friend back! I remembered my dream and was shocked already 6 years had gone by. I started to hum as I made myself a bowl of cereal.
The door opened and closed. i heard Makayla’s light footsteps run to the kitchen. Then when she found I wasnt there, she slowly came to the living room. I was watching Friends and I acted like I didn’t notice her presence. Then as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders I grabbed her waist and pulled her to the couch. She knew what was coming next and tried desperately to get out of my grip. She squealed and laughed as I tickled her sides. One good kick to my stomach and I stopped. She may not look the part, but she’s pretty strong.
“Im gonna get you back Malik!” She ran to the door as I chased after her. I grabbed her arm and pulled her into a hug. I felt her hands travel down my back to my boxers. She grabbed hold and gave me a huge wedgie! “Dont tickle me and that wont happen next time!” She grabbed her coat and ran out the door. I adjusted my clothing before slipping on my shoes and grabbing my keys.
“Hows Pizza sound?” I asked, she loved pizza more than anything.
“Perfect! Ive been craving Pizza Hut’s bread sticks!” She buckled and turned on the radio. Every now and then she would sing, but she mostly looked out the window. Enjoying the familiar landscape. It didnt take ling until we arrived. “Im gonna get some piz-za! na na na na na-na!” She sung, hyper as always. I chuckled as I held the car door open. “Thanks!” Before I could say anything she ran to the door and disappeared inside. Okay, who gave her sugar? The girl is crazy! She looked to me as i entered and lead the way to our table. “We are getting pepperoni and black olives!”
“Okay, whatever you’d like!” We ordered and just talked. And talked, and while we ate. We talked. About our family, our jobs, problems, and just everything. I missed doing this. I missed her. I’m so glad I got a second chance.
I ate more than half the Pizza. I couldnt resist I love Pizza! i stood up as Zayn paid for the bill. He helped me with my coat and held the door open for me. Still the gentleman I remembered. Only, now he was mature… and extremely handsome. Well he’s always been. I could just never tell him. Until the night at the club, but now I had a new plan. “Zayn?”
“Yes, Love?” he turned to face me and i brought my lips to his. He kissed back holding my waist, not wanting to let go.