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How I saved One Direction

Chapter 3

'' Wait. I remember you .'' Yes. Liam definitely won't forget me for a long time.
'' You know her? So she is a fan. You spying us? '' On pumped up guy gets up. His eyes are threatening, and I'd might be afraid but his face is calm and mild. I somehow knew that he won't trow me out of here. Or I just hope.
'' No. I was at a concert and I went to the bathroom because I hurt Liam but I didn't mean to, so the girls attacked me. And I lock myself but since I'm so clumsy as you have already seen, I couldn't get out till now .'' I said all without stopping. I embarrassed myself but I won't let anyone to accuse me when I'm not guilty.
'' You're really weird. '' Nothing new Liam. That's what they all say.
'' If I understand and I think I did 'cause even if I'm clumsy my mind at least works good, band will fall apart? '' I asked, hoping I'm wrong.
'' Yes. You've got it. We decided that this is our last tour. '' Lou answered calmly. How he can be calm while talking about something so terrible? I feel that my heart skips beats.
'' You're kidding? '' The last hope and .... nothing! They didn't laughed.
'' Why? '' I managed to say. I hope that I will not start crying my eyes out in front of them. Even though I want to cry now.
* Just this no longer makes sense. We are not satisfied even though it doesn't looks like that. We want changes in our lives. '' I'll never understand why people want to change something that works perfectly.
'' Yes, but have you thought about the fans? How will they feel? What did you intend to work after? '' I asked bitterly. If they thought about us they wouldn't done this.
'' They'll understand. We'll allcontinue separate careers. '' Yes, it is easy to say and sounds ideal but it's not exactly. AndI amthe firstwho don’t understand. And i don’t want to!
'' Do you really think it's a good idea? Let's say that such is the case and you go solo. Do you really think that you'll have fans like before. That's sounds good for you in theory, but in practice is a lot different. '' Is this me? Wow!
'' What do you mean? Incidentally, sit. '' I sit down next to Niall.
'' Easy. Suppose you have a ten million fans, although the number is certainly higher than we assume. If one million and three hundred thousand loves Harry these one million and three hundred thousand will go after him. Then, let say one million and hundred and fifty likes Zayna and so on. Fandom will be divided, and each will accompany and listen those whom he prefers. You will lose perhaps five hundred thousand fans. This is not little. Though there's more of them, but if all goes for those who prefers it means five different fandoms. You will no longer have the same numbers of fans and immediately earnings will fall. It is possible that you'll get new fans, but there are those who will give up from each of you. Let them be a one million . It is a big loss. Are you ready for that? '' I've never talked like this. Really loud but I like it. Finally all are silent while I talk. I only hope that my words will effect on them. Yeah, I'm maybe selfish but I don't want to wake up next morning knowing that I knew they won't be together anymore and I didn't do anything about that. Now I know that I've at least tried.
'' What you say makes sense. I'm Paul by the way. '' Yeah. So, it is Paul.
'' Layla. Glad. '' We shook hands.
'' What should we do then? '' Asks irritably Zayn. It seems that he was the most for it. His black hair is now lifted with headband and his chocolate brown eyes are fixed on me. If things were not like this I'd jump around with joy because I talk to them, but now I feel a lump in my throat and I hope that I won't cry.
'' Well, try to make them ready for it. Stay another year together. If you could be four years together then you can more one. Try to prepare fandom and see what the situation would be if you do it. If you find that this would be a good solution then do what you have in mind, or if you find that it is better to stay together then stay. '' I suggested hoping they will agree. If someone had said to me a few days ago that I'll have this conversation with them, I'd say that he is completely crazy.
'' Ok, I agree. We could try. That's only one year. '' Harry finally spoke.
'' Well, I agree to. I even didn't want to go '' Niall agreed.
'' Count on me. '' Li and Lou said at the same time. I smiled like crazy but how would you react on my place?
'' Zayn? '' I asked.
'' All right. I can withstand another year but you'll see that this is a waste of time. '' He reluctantly agreed. Why is he like that? His eyes met mine and I felt hatred behind them. Once chocolade brown is now changed with dark and cold color between brown and black.
'' Great. You'll see that you won't repent. '' Paul has tried to encourage them. Why Zayn wants to separate from them so much?
'' Okay, can I go now? The door is unlocked? ''
'' Yes. I'll walk you. '' Paul stood up and took me outside. Before I went out I turned to them. Zayn looked at me frowning. I swallowed.
'' Thank you for this '' He said as we went out.
'' You're welcome. Why is Zayn was so angry? '' He sighed.
'' Lately he has problems. Don't worry. Not your fault. '' I had a feeling that I am guilty. I really felt that he blames me.
'' Oh yes. I hope you won't think I'm rude but I have no more credit on my cell phone so I can't go home. Do you have telephone? I really need it. Please. '' I asked pleadingly.
''Where do you live?''
''Queen St. '' I said immediately.
'' Come with me. '' I followed him to the car.
'' What are we doing here? ''
'' Zayn will take you back. '' Oh no!
'' I'm not sure that's a good idea. '' I stuttered.
'' Don't worry. Although he may not seem he's good guy. He really is. '' I swallowed hard. Sometimes I'd bobbed but now I'm shaking with fear. What if he attack me because I talked to the guys and they won't disperse. Soon coming all five. Everyone has different car and leaving except Zayn who approached us. I moved further scared again.
'' Night Zayn. '' Paul greets him and leaves. Why did he leave? What if he leave me in the garage?
'' You'll go inside or we'll stand out? '', he asked somehow annoyed.
'' O .. ok. I'll go inside. '' I managed to say and I approached the car. I don't even need to mention that I didn't know how to open the door.
'' Can you do anything properly? Are you so clumsy? And why am I stuck with you? '', he yelled at me.
'' You think that I wanted to be clumsy? You think that I want to be like this? As if I wanted to go with you. I'll rather walk to the house or stop someone than ride with you. ''
I turned and started to walk and then I stopped and took off heels because they create blisters. I took them in hand.
'' Where are you going? '' He followed me.
'' Away from you so you can't blame me for something what is not my guilt. '', I said curtly and went outside. I stopped next to the road.
'' Let's go inside so I can drop you '' He continued but I stayed persisted. I stopped the car in which was a young man. I opened the door.
'' Can you drive me to Queen st? '' He smiled at me.
His hair is in light chestnut brown and eyes are blue. His smile is big but there is something in it. Something that makes me want to go back. But I won't.
'' Of course. Come in. ''
I started but hand stopped me. I turned around and saw Zayn next to me. He looked so angry that I forgot to resist. He pulled me up and slammed the door. The boy opened the window.

'' I'm going to drive her. '', he said rudely. The guy swore, closed the window and went away.
'' Okay. I realize you're clumsy and that it is not your fault but what is with your brain? Who the hell knows where would this jerk drive you. ''
I stopped defeat. He's right. Anger blinded me so I've almost jeopardized myself because of it.

'' Come.'' He left my hand but this time I was pacing after him. He opened the door and I entered softly then he closed it. On the scene he seems so happy and cheerful but here is somber and serious. I wonder what happened to him? We drive in silence, and he put the music. It's somehow bleak.
'' Can something else? This is eerily. '' I asked quietly. He switched the song.
'' Can you speak louder? '' I shrugged. When I don't want to talk I gesticulate with body .
'' What ever. '' He gives up.
'' Where are we going? '' I showed him where to turn. We drove quite a long time until finally we came to my house. I can't believe that Zayn Malik drove me here!
'' Thanks. '' I said little louder.
'' You're welcome. '' I went out and closed the door. Under my feet was cold and I feel low. I looked at feet and realized that my shoes are in the car. He started to drive and I ran after the car although he gave the gas leaving me behind. Perfect! I came to the door and rang the bell. My mother immediately opened.
'' Layla, you came. You'll never go alone .'' She drag me in.
'' Why didn't you call me? '' Dad got up abruptly and came to me.
'' I didn't have credit. '' I said calmly.
'' Alice told us that you got lost, so she presumed that you went home. Where were you been and who drove you ? And where are your shoes? '' I sat down. They wont believe me if I tell them the truth. I know for shure that they won't.
'' I went to the bathroom but the door was stuck so I didn't went out on time. Then I met a guy who drove me. '' I've explained without too many details.
'' How did you dared to sit with some stranger in the car? And where are your shoes? '' He continued.
'' Well technically he's not unknown to me and I forgot heels in the car because I took them off. '' I explain calmly.
'' Please don't do that anymore. Okay? '' I nodded and mom hugged me.
'' Go to bed. Tomorrow's School. ''
'' Ok. '' I said frowning. School. Hooray, I thought ironically.

I climbed the stairs and entered the bathroom. I washed my feet and teeth and then entered the room and pulled the shorts and a T-shirt with short sleeves. From the bag I took the camera and entered in the pictures. I watched them and I stopped on one where I was with Zayn.
His hand is slowly transferred over my shoulder and on his face is forced smile . Only now I noticed. And on my face is silly smile. Dark brown hair falls over my shoulder while I stand relying on one leg.
I lie down and lifted him above. I touch the image and then puts it down to my chest. I really wanted to know what was wrong with him. Why is he like that?


Notes

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