Summer '09
Leaving Starbucks
Great. All alone.
I walked into the living room and turned on Cake Boss. Man, this is a great show. After the episode was over a channel surfed. An interview caught my eye. Five familiar boys talking to a guy in a suit with a microphone. I turned up the volume and gave my full attention.
"So this tour eh? How has it been so far." The interviewer asked.
"It's been great. We've had so much help. I'm so thankful for everyone's support." I paused it. Zayn Malik turned right towards the camera after replying. It's like he was looking at me. Okay, maybe I'm loosing it. I turned off the tv and walked back to the bathroom. I took a shower and did my night time routine. After I was done I put on my pjs. I moped to my bedroom and got in bed.
I took out my nail polish from my bag and painted my nails lime green. Pretty. I picked up the magazine I threw earlier and began reading it. This was some interesting information. I giggled to myself. My phone ranged and I shuffled through the blankets to find it. Luckily I found it in time.
"Hello."
"Olivia, it's Harry. We're at the hospital. Zayn got in an accident."
"Oh my. What happened?"
"He was leaving Starbucks and turned into the wrong lane." Harry began to break into tears.
"Is he...?" I couldn't finish.
"No."
"I'm in my way." I hung up before he responded and in my car. I drove as fast as I could without getting pulled over. I tried to turn on the radio to relax me but of course Little Things was on. I swerved parking into the hospital parking lot. I got out with locking my door and ran into the hospital. It was difficult to get in because of all the paparazzi. Man, there fast. I got in and followed the signs to the waiting room. There sat the rest of the boys of One Direction.
"Where is he? Can I see him?" I had tears in my eyes and was trying to catch my breath.
"I was going to tell you, but you rudely hung up on me." Harry stood up.
"Tell me what? I'm not in the mood Styles."
"No one can see him. It's family only. We can't even get in." Niall added.
I walked into the living room and turned on Cake Boss. Man, this is a great show. After the episode was over a channel surfed. An interview caught my eye. Five familiar boys talking to a guy in a suit with a microphone. I turned up the volume and gave my full attention.
"So this tour eh? How has it been so far." The interviewer asked.
"It's been great. We've had so much help. I'm so thankful for everyone's support." I paused it. Zayn Malik turned right towards the camera after replying. It's like he was looking at me. Okay, maybe I'm loosing it. I turned off the tv and walked back to the bathroom. I took a shower and did my night time routine. After I was done I put on my pjs. I moped to my bedroom and got in bed.
I took out my nail polish from my bag and painted my nails lime green. Pretty. I picked up the magazine I threw earlier and began reading it. This was some interesting information. I giggled to myself. My phone ranged and I shuffled through the blankets to find it. Luckily I found it in time.
"Hello."
"Olivia, it's Harry. We're at the hospital. Zayn got in an accident."
"Oh my. What happened?"
"He was leaving Starbucks and turned into the wrong lane." Harry began to break into tears.
"Is he...?" I couldn't finish.
"No."
"I'm in my way." I hung up before he responded and in my car. I drove as fast as I could without getting pulled over. I tried to turn on the radio to relax me but of course Little Things was on. I swerved parking into the hospital parking lot. I got out with locking my door and ran into the hospital. It was difficult to get in because of all the paparazzi. Man, there fast. I got in and followed the signs to the waiting room. There sat the rest of the boys of One Direction.
"Where is he? Can I see him?" I had tears in my eyes and was trying to catch my breath.
"I was going to tell you, but you rudely hung up on me." Harry stood up.
"Tell me what? I'm not in the mood Styles."
"No one can see him. It's family only. We can't even get in." Niall added.
5/21/13