Led In One Direction ♥

Led In One Direction is obviously a One Direction Fan Fiction starring Zayn Malik.

The story is about a girl named Shiloh who has been chosen by Simon Cowell to mentor the boys on the X Factor. Here, Shiloh accidentally falls in love with Zayn and finds herself in many disastrous situations. With so many overwhelming surprises and choices, both Shiloh and Zayn are left beyond confused. However, their love for one another remains. Will Shiloh fight and discover the strength to continue or will she just give up on a once in a lifetime opportunity?

Keep reading to find out.

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Led In One Direction - Part 17

For a split second I thought I fainted. Everything around me was dark. Then I hear a few shrieks. Turns out to be a power shortage inside Big Ben. Everyone stands still and I was afraid the boys had left me.

“Zayn?” I whisper, my voice bouncing through the darkness.

“I’m right here,” I hear him say. The only light we could see was the light from the streets glaring through the window. Just then we see a small circular light being flashed around. The small circular light multiplies and the room grows a little brighter. Police officers and security guards were surrounding us with flashlights.

“Is everyone okay?” They call. There were a few muffles in the air. “The power should return soon,” an Officer announces. With the slight light around us, I glance at the boys who stand near me. This has been some day, I think. Roses and chocolate in the morning, a game of cards in the afternoon, a trip to Big Ben, a tour inside Big Ben and the most shocking event of the night… A kiss from Zayn. My thoughts were interrupted by the abrupt return of the lights. Everyone squints at the site. The rest of the night was spent touring around inside. At 10:45 PM we depart from Big Ben.

“How did you like it?” Harry asks me.

“It was amazing!” I laugh. We get into a cab and drift towards the house in the night.

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Only two days were left until One Direction’s first performance. Although I had fallen asleep late last night, I wake up fairy early. I was feeling much lazy and get ready by pulling on a baggy sweater and yoga pants. I make my way downstairs and grab a few strawberries from the fridge. I walk regarding the huge flat screen TV in one of the corner rooms. I was surprised to see Zayn sitting there flipping through the channels.

“Hey,” I say. Zayn slightly jumps from the chair at my tone.

“Hey,” he replies smiling.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” I slowly drag myself towards him.

“Strawberry?” I offer Zayn as I plant myself beside him.

“Thanks,” he says reaching for one. I notice the circles under his eyes.

“I couldn’t sleep,” Zayn admits looking at me.

“Oh,” was the the only thing I manage to say. We sit there in silence watching an episode of Spongebob until Zayn decides to break the silence.

“Shiloh… What if we don’t make it through to next week?” This is what’s been bothering Zayn? Harry was right about everyone being nervous about the performance.

“Don’t worry, Zayn. I always tell myself that if it’s meant to be, it will be.” I pop a strawberry into my mouth after saying this. Zayn mutes the television and shifts himself to face me.

“You don’t understand what I mean,” he says calmly.

“Don’t understand? Of course I do! I know there’s a lot of pressure and-” I was instantly disrupted by Zayn who takes my hand.

“No, that’s not it,” Zayn declares. “Obviously I want us to make it as far as possible in this competition but… When it ends… Or if it ends in two days…” He breathes. “We would go home.”

I sit there dumbfounded by Zayn’s words. I couldn’t exactly register what he was trying to say because he seemed to talk in such pain that I could only focus on his eyes. But as his words sink into my skull, I finally understand what he means. He’s not only talking about himself going home… But myself as well. The fact that we have developed feelings for each other and none of us really had the courage to confront one another until last night where… Zayn kissed me. My heads starts to pound along with my heart. My lips seem to turn into a quiver. None of this should have happened or be happening. I was sent here to mentor the boys not to have a fling. I slowly come to place my hand on Zayn’s cheek.

“I can’t do this,” I whisper. The tears are building a river behind my eyes. I leave the bowl of strawberries on the table and get up to appear before Spongebob and Patrick. Zayn also gets up. His tall figure stands about 2’5 feet above me.

“I can’t do this without you,” he conveys. The pain shown through his eyes tears my heart.

“We just can’t,” I state again. Certainly we can’t! For one thing, I don’t even know how this all began but gradually do I become aware of how much Zayn means to me, with such little time given how much we’ve grown fond of each other. Yet, my whole being tells me that there’s no way we can make this come to pass. Zayn seems to read my mind and mentions in the most heartbreaking voice,

“If it’s meant to be, it will be.”

To be continued…

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Anonymous asked: I love it (: when are you updating? xxx

I’ll update right now. Keep in mind that I’m just re-posting the chapters I’ve already written. The whole fan fiction is completed and can be found here: http://vasappening.tumblr.com/post/22141858794/note#notes

Led In One Direction - Part 16

The man at the entrance asks for our reception sheet and with a huge grin across my face I hand it to him. He looks at the paper, nodding and checking something off. Finally he looks up and smiles.

“First time here?” He asks me.

“Yes,” I say cheerfully.

“You’ll be amazed milady,” he says. “Have a great time!” At this statement I brighten even more. He looks to be in 20’s, with a handsome smirk plastered on his face. Zayn grabs my hand and directs me to the entrance. I feel like a young child, being guided by my mother. As I walk in, I almost cry. The inside of Big Ben was just as beautiful as the outside. Louis laughs.

“What’s so funny?” I ask.

“You are!” He exclaims kindly.

“Why?” I ask now frowning.

“You are so… Fascinated by bells.”

“Oh..” I beam. We take a few pictures together by the grand bell and leave in different directions. I head to the clock to view the crowd walking outside. The glass was slightly blurry but I manage to catch a few glimpses of light.

“Isn’t it just lovely?” Zayn asks gently touching the glass of the clock.

“It sure is,” I sigh.

“What’s wrong?” Beckons Zayn.

“Well…” Time flies. Standing by this clock, watching the hands of the clock steadily tick by gets me to realize that this moment is going to end soon. What I will be left with is just memories to float back to. I wanted to freeze this moment, to stand right here watching through the glass of the Big Ben and Zayn by my side. But I knew for a fact, time will never stop nor freeze for anyone’s sake.

“Time flies,” I reveal sadly. Zayn looks at me for a while. His skin glowing from my theory. His eyes seem to tone down but shines brightly in an instant. He raises his eyebrows and places his hand on my cheeck.

“I know what you mean,” he voices honestly and with the warmth of his hands on both my cheeks, he pulls me in and settles his lips on mine.

I was falling. At least that’s what I think was happening. I wrap my hands around Zayn’s neck as he continues to kiss me. The warmth from his body spreads everywhere and sends shivers through mines. Eventually we break away. Zayn’s eyes still blazing and my cheeks flushing red.

“I’m sorry..” He begins after quite some time.

“Don’t be,” I quickly assert. It takes all my strength to look into his eyes. I had never imagined being kissed inside the Big Ben. I had not even imagined being inside the Big Ben. Once again, everything was happening too briskly. I glance at the time, half an hour had already whizzed by. I wonder how long Zayn and I were kissing for. Kissing! We kissed! My head was now spinning. Zayn just kissed me.

Suddenly someone throws something from behind me. I turn around to find a heavy, yet warm jacket on my back.

“You’re shivering,” indicates Liam walking towards me. I don’t realize it until he tells me but indeed, here I was shivering. I was wearing my own jacket but I was still shivering.

“You don’t need it?” I reply holding the coat up.

“Nah, I brought an extra one just in case,” he winks.

“Thanks Liam,” I broadly smiling obviously loving the warmth the coat was offering.

“Ready to leave?” Harry asks.

“NOOOOO!” I shriek and they all start to laugh at me. They all laugh at me except for Zayn. I’m left to thinking why when the bell rings loudly striking midnight and all light disappears.

To be continued…

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Led In One Direction - Part 15

I wake up in my room. I remember talking to Harry last night. It wasn’t even that long ago. I wonder how I got back to my room. I go to the washroom and get ready for today. Today, we are to practice again and visit the Big Ben. My long lost dream was about to come true. I was about to open the door when I hear whispers. Loud whispers amongst many voices. I press my ear to the door and try to pick up some words that were being said.

“I heard her screaming,” I hear. My heart stops. Who was Harry talking to? I swing open the door to only experience a heart stopping moment. Harry, Niall, Louis, Liam and Zayn were all leaning on the railing in front of my room in a line. What made my heart stop was the fact that Zayn was holding a huge bouquet of red roses and Liam was holding a box of chocolates. I freeze to think if it was my birthday today… But it wasn’t.

“OH MY GOSH!” I finally scream. I swear my eyes were getting all teary as Zayn hands me the roses.

“What is all this for?” I squeak.

“For no absolute reason,” Louis grins.

“We just wanted to thank you for being our mentor,” Harry adds.

“You have already thanked me by taking me out for dinner yesterday!” I exclaim. I feel like crying but I hold it in.

“You shouldn’t have…” I disclose with my head down. My throat gets suddenly dry and I don’t have the courage to look at any of the boys. I feel Zayn pull me into a hug.

“You have worked way too much for the past days,” he says. “The least we could do is give you roses and chocolate.” He lightly laughs.

“You have given me much more than that,” I declare forcing myself to look up. “You have given me a friendship that I never had, excitement I never felt and love I never thought I could have.” I glance at all of them. They all held such sympathetic looks that a tear escapes from my eye. Zayn promptly wipes it away. 

I quickly put the roses in a large bowl with water by my desk along with the chocolates. It was 2:15 PM in the afternoon. I realize how long I had slept in, but I wasn’t worried because the night before we had all agreed to sleep-in. We went downstairs to find no one in the main hall. Everyone must have departed to practice. The chefs were now cooking lunch but we manage to find some breakfast in the fridge. After having breakfast, we head to the practice rooms once again. We practice for 4 hours taking a half hour break in between and end the procedure around 6:50 PM. Our original plan was to head out at 7:30 PM, catch a bite to eat somewhere and go to the Big Ben around 9 o’clock in the evening. Liam had said that the Big Ben looked beautifuler at night. This left us 40 minutes to spare. At the end, we agreed on playing a game of cards which lasted for over 40 minutes. Harry and Louis won, leaving Zayn and I to finish 2nd and Liam and Niall to come in third.

We grab our coats and start out to catch the train to town. The lights were on and glowing. I wasn’t really hungry at the time but Zayn and Liam forces me to have a slice of pizza. By the time we reached Big Ben, I’m nearly jumping from my boats.

“You’re very excited, aren’t you?” Zayn teases.

“Yesssss!” I almost shout from my giddiness. The train comes to a stop and I step out to face the most beautiful building I have ever seen. It was lite up and shining.

“Oh my…” I say, my hands covering my mouth. The boys all look at me in awe. I was completely memorized, bumping into strangers and looking up trying to size up the building. Zayn decides to hold my hand because I was totally lost in the moment. I so badly wanted to go inside but I knew I couldn’t because tourists weren’t allowed.

Suddenly we all come to a complete stop. Harry, Niall, Louis and Liam turn to face me. Including Zayn who drops my hand.

“We have to tell you something,” Harry begins. I suddenly feel nauseated thinking that we had to leave now.

“We didn’t necessary forget to give you this in the morning, but…” He takes out a folded piece of paper and hands me the copy. I open it and gasp so loudly that people walking around me had to stop and ask if I was okay. I was sure that I was gonna have a seizure. The paper I was holding, that was given to me by the boys was a reservation paper to allow us to go inside the Big Ben. My heart starts to beat out of control and I couldn’t stop myself from pulling all of them into a grand hug. We break away laughing and make our way to the entrance.

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Led In One Direction - Part 14

Someone must have heard my screaming because there was an instant knock against my door. I open the door to see Harry standing there with a Red bull in his hand.

“Everything okay, Shiloh?” He asks tilting his head to the side.

“Yes,” I say through gritted teeth. The image of Zayn and Rebecca from my dream was still vivid in my thoughts.

“You don’t seem well. Would you like me to call a doctor?”

“No, I’m fine Harry. Honesty,” I calm down and smile.

“Wanna talk?” He asks.

“You’re not tired?” I question him.

“No, that’s why I’ve got this Red bull,” he winks.

“Do you do this every night?” I ask slightly giggling.

“Yes man! I guess I’m just too nervous to sleep these days,” he admits shyly.

“Alright, let’s talk.” I grab the key card to my room and walk out following Harry quietly down the stairs. He turns on a small lamp by the front sofas.

“So Shiloh, how’s Canada?” Harry inquires. He has been the very first person to ask me about Canada since the time I arrived here. I beam at the question and describe Canada’s weather mood swings which gets Harry to laugh. We talk and gently chuckle for another 2 hours until I feel my eyes getting heavy.

“I guess it’s time to sleep again,” Harry snickers watching my eyes close and open.

“No! I’m not sleepy,” I protest slurring my words through tiredness. I had finally forgotten the image of Zayn and Rebecca but I was afraid to go back to sleep to dream of something else similar to the previous scene.

Harry was saying something when my eyes close for sure mid-sentence.

Led In One Direction - Part 13

I was held behind Zayn like he was my armor. His skin growing warm with anger. The man he had just punched was now holding his face.

“Are you okay?” Zayn asks me.

“Fine..” I manage to whisper looking back at the man who was releasing his hand. Zayn takes a step forward as the man nears him.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” The man shouts at Zayn, spit oozing from between his teeth. His cheek was reddish purple.

“Who do you think you are?” Zayn responds. His eyes were flashing with hatred.

“I was just talking to her,” the man expresses.

“It didn’t look like you were just talking to her.” Zayn declares. He bounds his fingers with mines and brings me to the exit leaving the confused man behind.

“Thanks,” I tell Zayn softly. I was ashamed of myself. Ashamed for not being able to defend myself.

“It’s alright,” Zayn begins. “I’m just glad you’re okay.” He pulls me into a hug and we stay like that for a while.

“I think the train has arrived,” I say eventually, withdrawing from his hold. We walk back to where the other boys were standing.

“You two were gone for some time.. What happened?” Liam asks me uneasily.

“Hmm.. I came…” I start to explaining but get cut off by Zayn. “Shiloh got lost.” I had to laugh at this. I actually start laughing well loudly. Both Liam and Zayn look at me as if I’m crazy. And then reality hits me and I quiet down.

“You got lost?” Liam finally asks.

“Yeah…” I try saying without laughing. Zayn gives me smile and we sit down in the train.

We arrive back at the house around 11:30 PM. By the time we get out of the cab, I’m yawning. Zayn insisted that I fall asleep in the cab and he would carry me home but I refused and kept awake to the best of my ability. That night I had a dream.

I believe it was the night of One Direction’s first live performance. Their performance was wonderful and Simon had said, “It was the best so far!” The crowd cheered loudly and I grinned from backstage. Later that night, I wondered around in the hallways of the studio looking for a garbage can when I heard voices and laughter. A beautiful deep laughter I was so familiar with. It belonged to Zayn. I followed the laughter and found myself watching Zayn and Rebecca Ferguson laughing. I was still watching them as Zayn pulled Rebecca towards him and started to kiss her.

I wake up screaming.

To be continued…

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Led In One Direction - Part 12

The train pulls away just as we reach the station. Louis and Harry frantically run across shouting, “Stop! Stop!” But there is no use. Zayn still has his arms around my shoulders sharing his body heat. Liam walks over to the “costumer service” desk on the side to ask when the next train would arrive. He returns tapping his watch.

“We’ll have to wait for another hour or so,” he announces.

“That’s quite a long time.” Zayn says. I watch the boys pacing back and forth on their feet fighting the cold. I feel awful.

“We could walk,” I suggest. “It’s better than to stand around for a train that will arrive in an hour. We’ll be home even before it gets here.” Now I was murmuring my words in such haste.

“Calm down Shiloh,” Liam laughs. “We don’t mind waiting… Actually it’s somewhat warmer inside the station than outside.”

“Oh…” I manage to say. I slowly pull away from Zayn and start walking by the edge of the train trail.

“Be careful,” I hear Zayn shout. I turn around and give him a thumbs up and continue to walk. I was in the mood for a cup of coffee. So I turn about and ask the boys if they want anything.

“We’re fine, Shiloh. Thanks!” Harry shouts back. I see Zayn and Liam attempting to walk towards me, probably to accompany me on my journey to buy coffee, but were stopped in their tracks by a group of girls and a mother for photos.

I walk regarding the coffee shop near the gift store. I notice that there were many people sitting, laughing and enjoying themselves. I sigh to myself in happiness, and enter the gift shop. I wanted to look around before getting my coffee. There were beautiful shirts that said, “London, England” or had the British flag or a picture of the Big Ben on them. I should send one to Ryan, my brother, I think. But I remember Niall saying that we’d go shopping soon. I’m still looking around when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I step aside to face a man in his mid-thirty’s.

“Hey there pretty lady,” I hear him say. He seems perfectly normal but I smell the slightest bit of alcohol on his breath. I choose to ignore him and walk the opposite direction.

“Not so fast,” he says grabbing my shoulder. Unfortunately, where I was standing there was no one expect for a few people at a distance. I didn’t exactly want to shout just yet.

“Don’t touch me,” I hiss. Now he grabs me by the wrist tightly. “You’re not from here, are you?” I shake my head and try to break away from his grip.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” He asks.

“None of your business.”

“Don’t be like that hun, I’m only here to talk.”

“Then why don’t you talk to someone else!” My voice was raising.

“Don’t you show me any attitude young lady,” He says through gritted teeth and pulls me closer.

“And don’t you dare touch her,” I hear from behind me. It was Zayn. Zayn has come to RESCUE ME! I couldn’t help but smile, but my smile fades a second later as the man tightens his grip around my wrist.

“The little lady’s boyfriend has come to save her,” the man laughs. I put my head down to avoid his foul breath. Boyfriend? I manage to think. And before I knew what was coming, Zayn punches the guy across the face which allows me to pull away from him. The man’s harsh grip was now replaced by a much gentler grip of Zayn’s. He instantly pulls me behind him in protection.

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Led In One Direction - Part 11

The tour lasts for another 45 minutes before the boys lead me to a restaurant. I should have expected to be here sooner or later at Nando’s. Harry keeps the door open as we all go inside.

“Have you had Nandos before Shiloh?” Liam asks.

“Actually.. I haven’t..” There are not many Nando’s restaurants in Canada. Niall gasps a little as I say this.

“Well prepare to be amazed,” Liam winks. We all follow his lead to sit at a table. As we wait for the food to arrive, Louis starts conversation.

“I wonder how our first live performance is gonna be.”

“I’m pretty sure it will be amazing!” I assure them. I swear even without practice they could pull anything off at the last minute. Next they start to talk about the other acts in the competition which leaves me to focus on Zayn. He seems much quieter than usual and it somewhat worries me.

“You okay?” I ask him softly while everyone else is arguing about Mary.

“Yeah I’m fine.. Why?” He asks shifting his eyes towards me.

“I- I was just wondering.” I sigh. Why did he leave me so breathless.

“There is something wrong,” I say more confidently. It takes me all my strength to look him straight in the eyes.

“Please tell me what’s bothering you?”

“Honesty, Shiloh. Nothing is the matter.” And just like that he turns away from me.

My heart starts pounding in agony as I get up and make my way over to the Ladies Restroom. Not only is my heart starting to pound, but so is my head. Why is Zayn acting like this? What did I do now? I take a few breaths as I push open the door and walk in. I face myself in mirror and feel awful. Soon the washroom walls are enclosing around me. I can’t let myself faint now, I demand myself. Zayn would probably just blame himself again if I do. So I hold on to the ledge of the table, put my head down and close my eyes. My head spins and after a long while it starts to fade. When I receive my senses back I hear a loud banging against the door. Slowly do I make my way to the door and pull it open with my remaining energy. There I see Zayn standing with a worried expression on his face.

“What happened?” He asks immediately noticing my exhausted appearance.

“Nothing,” I quickly say and force a smile.

“You were gone for some time. Something happened..”

“Nothing,” I say again, my headache returning. I walk out and Zayn grabs my hand.

“You’re not well,”

“Yes, I’m perfectly fine.” I pull my hand free from his grasp and walk as steady as I can back to the table. Liam, Harry, Louis and Niall are all looking at me now.

“Are you okay, Shiloh?” Louis asks.

“Fine,” I say once again enforcing a smile. I sit down and notice the food has arrived. The chicken looks amazing and so does the fries. With the warm smell of the food in the air, slowly my nauseousness fades away. Once we finish eating, we decide to approach the Big Ben but Zayn stops us.

“I don’t think Shiloh is well enough,” he announces.

“What are you talking about? I’m fine!” I exclaim, but I had to admit Zayn was right. Although the food had given me my strength back, my head was still pounding crazily and I wasn’t really steady. Harry looks at me carefully then looks at the time.

“I guess you’re right, Zayn. It’s actually quite late. We’ll go tomorrow night.” We agree to that and start walking to the nearest subway station.

“You’re shivering,” Zayn whispers by my side. Sadly, he wasn’t wearing a jacket to hand over to me. Instead he pulls me in by the waist and wraps his arms around my shoulder. This, I must claim is much better than a jacket.

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Led In One Direction - Part 10

I wish with all my heart later that the mic hadn’t fallen. I realize that I was only seconds away from kissing Zayn. Zayn is up and standing by my side holding my arm.

“Are you ok?” He asks.

Why is it always Zayn who asks me if I was alright when I get hurt, scared, angry or whatever?

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I reply.

“Sorry about that everyone!” Harry shouts picking up the mic. “Everything is setup now, so let’s get started.”

I walk over to where the other boys are and sit by the keyboard. Zayn follows and stands with Louis and Harry. Niall hands out the lyric sheets.

“Before we start,” I begin to announce. “We need to figure out who sings what part. So I’m going to quickly assign the parts and let’s see how it works out. Ok?” Everyone nods.

“Liam can sing the 1st verse. Zayn sings the 2nd verse followed by everyone singing the chorus. Harry can sing the 3rd verse and Niall the 4th verse. Chorus everyone. Louis you get to sing the bridge and then everyone else comes in slowly to sync in with the chorus. Is that a fair plan?”

They look over the lyrics and agree.

“Alright then. We’ll try singing it first without any music and then I’ll get the chords. Niall, you can play the guitar, right?”

“Sure can, Shiloh.” He smiles.

Practice goes on for about another two and half hours.

“Hey Shiloh,” Louis calls.

“Yeah?”

“Want a tour around London?” He asks. We have just finished practicing and are wondering what to do next for the rest of the day.

“Wow! That would be wonderful!” I grin. A personal tour from five wonderful boys? Who wouldn’t accept that?

“Let’s go then,” he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the front doors. Liam, Zayn, Niall and Harry were all waiting there.

“We’re going to treat you to dinner later on,” Harry says.

“Oh.. That’s so kind of you but that’s okay.. I will.. Hmm..” I don’t know what to say. It seems that I don’t know what to say during a lot of situations once I got here.

“No, we want to. Please?” Harry pouts.

“Well.. Alright..” I say slowly. They all smile, slightly jumping and walk out.

The weather is amazing outside. I pull out my camera and snap a couple of photos quickly, one photo of which all the boys are walking together and acting childish. Niall notices the camera and asks me if I want my picture taken. I hate getting my picture taken but at the moment I say, “Sure.”

Niall takes my camera and taps a stranger on the shoulder.

“Can you please take a picture for us?” I hear him ask her.

“Sure,” she takes the camera from Niall holding the capture button. “When you’re ready,” she shouts.

Niall runs over and stands beside Louis. I stand between Zayn and Liam.

“1, 2, 3..” SNAP! The lady walks over and hands the camera back to Niall.

“Thanks Ma’am.” Niall gives the camera back to me.

“How did the photo turn out?” Liam asks. I go to the saved photos album and show everyone the picture. Believe or not the photo looks wonderful. Everyone looks great!

“That’s a good one,” Zayn says.

I put the camera away and focus my attention back on the mini tour.

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Led In One Direction - Part 9

The practice room is huge. There’s a glass table in the center surrounded by comfy sofas. To the side are a bunch of instruments. Guitars, keyboards and a drum set. In front of the placed instruments is a recording studio with a couple of mics. My jaw slightly drops because Liam pats me on the back and says, “This is our practice room.” The boys sit on the sofa and look through the piles of paper on the table.

“What song will we be singing?” Zayn asks. Liam, Harry, Louis and Niall all look up to hear my answer.

“Hmm.. I was thinking..” I wasn’t sure if they would like the song I chose. I breathe, close my eyes and say, “Crush by David Archuleta.”

I’m getting ready to run out the door when I hear someone shout, “All right!”

I open my eyes to see Niall hastily searching through the papers on the table. Louis is smiling like a child who has won a toy at a carnival.

“What’s wrong?” I ask a little afraid.

“Crush is one of Niall’s favorite songs,” Louis laughs.

“Oh..” I relax a bit and sit on the sofa. Zayn sits beside me.

“What made you pick Crush?” He asks. His leg was against mine and I experience his body heat. It sent shivers all over.

“Well.. David is one of my favorite artists and I’ve always pictured One Direction singing Crush.”

My heart is beating so fast, I think it’s about to explode. I look around the room to see Liam strumming away on a guitar, Louis and Harry setting the microphones and Niall organizing the lyric sheets. They are all on the other side of the room which leaves Zayn and I alone. I look down and start to fiddle with my nails.

“How’s your foot?” Zayn asks breaking the silence.

“It’s fine. It always was,” I force myself to look at him.

We’re only a few inches apart. His soft brown eyes were shining, making my heart sink. His skin looks so smooth and flawless that I can’t stop myself from reaching to touch his face. He leans in, his lips almost touching mine when a huge clashing sound occurs. I jump right up holding my heart. Apparently one of the mic stands Harry was connecting got knocked down and fell straight through the bass drum.

The moment disappears just like that. But then and there do I realize.. I long for Zayn.

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