Through the Dark

The 15 minute drive to the radio station seemed to take forever. I was sitting shotgun and Jeremy was driving. The 5 boys were all in the back. Niall and Louis were in the middle section talking to us. They are telling crazy stories about the rockstar life. There is nothing but silence coming from the back row. I don’t even bother to look at Zayn. I wonder about what Liam said, Chemistry. Or would I call it ignorance?

Finally pulling up to the back gates of the station I see nothing but screaming girls jumping around and oh god, crying? Why are they crying? I don’t know them and I feel sorry for them. Maybe that stunt with Zayn did it. I feel like crying with them too. But I can’t! Not in front of Jeremy, or god forbid Harry. He’s already getting touchy. Not my style.

Thank goodness for tinted windows. I already feel evil glares at me from the front windows. Putting on my sunglasses I unbuckle and turn around to the Niall.

“Do you get this alot? The girls acting crazy?”

“Yeah all the time! But it’s all good, they’re our fans!” he says waving to them.

“That’s cool. Dude I don’t think they can see you. Maybe you should open the window.”

“That’s right I should.” Niall says reaching for the button.

“Nooooo!” screams Zayn.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” nothing but screams and within 12 seconds of the window being down Niall has a lap full of phones, signs, and bras. EW!

“Sorry. I didn’t know that would happen!” I tell them holding up the bra with one finger “Who does that?”

“That’s my kinda girl!” Harry says reaching over for the bra.

“Really? Throwing bras around and poking peoples eye out.” looking at the bra I notice it’s a C or even D cup. “Oh.” turning around I zip up my jacket to hide my chest. I’m not a D but somewhat up there. Damn puberty for coming at me early.

Getting out of the SUV was kinda nerve racking. I can already hear the boos coming to me. Well I don’t know for sure that it’s for me but who would boo at the boys. Or Jeremy. Right? With a little help from Niall I’m finally out of the car and we have a race for the elevators. I won of course. Maybe they let me win or maybe it’s my track skills. Who knows. It’s all fun and games in the elevator, even Jeremy is messing around. What a bunch of boys! Zayn on the other hand is busy texting someone. Wonder who it could be.

Arriving at the 12th floor was a zip. Doors open and there is a tall beautiful blonde waiting for us. Even I kinda checked her out. Wow. I think I’m jealous.

“Hi I’m Hanna can I get you guys something to drink?” she says shaking our hands.

“I’m not in the band but I can help you” I tell her feeling intimidated.

“You must be Sara the little sister!” she says giving me the biggest hug ever “Jeremy’s told me so much about you!”

“Really I never heard a word about a Hanna.” I say looking at Jeremy. Yet again another disappointing fact. We tell each other everything, Or so I thought.

“Oh he was just waiting for the right moment.” she says smiling and showing us her hand which has ring on a very important finger.

“Congratulations man!”

“That’s awesome!”

“Are you ready for marriage?”

“Man! I was gonna ask her out!”

All the hype I stand here feeling alone. I turn around and walk down the hall. I should feel happy for him but something is warning me about Hanna. I can’t put my finger on it. I feel like I know her from somewhere.

“Are you alright?” he says hugging me from behind.

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