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Its Gotta Be You

Chapter Ten

Ally's P.O.V

“Louis, I think a snail just passed us, mate,” Harry yelled impatiently from the back. We have been in this car for fifteen minutes because Louis has been driving at the pace of a snail. I don't know whether he's scared of driving on this side of the road but he could possibly drive faster than twenty-five miles per hour to be exact. “Yeah, Lou you'll get me a ticket for going this slow!” I jeer from where I sit in between Niall and Harry. He looks up into the mirror, which has been pointed on me the whole time, and scrunches up his face. “Well, I think my driving is perfectly fine...at least I don't drive like a madwoman!” He yells back.

“That is very true...” Niall breaths lightly. I look at him and glare while slugging his arm. “Ouch it's still sore from the car ride here, woman!” He crosses his arms and puts on a pout. I just let out a giggle realizing how childish these boys really are. I still don't particularly wish to spend my time with them but they do have certain qualities that keep me entertained in these past two hours.

I lean my head back on the headrest and close my eyes. This is the first time they've all been completely silent all day. Between them yelling at Niall for farting, Harry flicking Louis head, Louis yelling at Harry for it, Liam yelling at Louis to keep his eyes on the road, and then Louis threatening to hop over the seat and beat Harry it's been rather noisy I say. A contempt smile must have crept on my face because Niall asks, “Whatcha smiling about?” I open up one eye to peer over at him to notice how good looking he was really. I kind of just assumed he was attractive because the rest of the boys but he really does have a certain hidden beauty about him that is more subtle than the others. His blond hair that has brown roots showing through and his gorgeous blue orbs of eyes. I could get lost in them if I really wanted to but he as waiting for an answer with a smile playing on his lips. I just shrug my shoulders while closing my eyes again letting myself fall loosely into unconsciousness

I would have fallen asleep completely too if it was not for Harry screaming, “Oh my God!” My body tensed up and I jumped a little while looking over at him. I notice that everyone is looking at Harry, even Louis who looks through the mirror. Harry as if noticing that he actually said that out loud puts on a smile and tries to play off the embarrassment that is obviously shown in his creeping red cheeks. I am still staring at him as if waiting for an answer and hope that he can explain why the hell he woke me up and broke the nice silence. Instead, he just goes back to his phone tapping urgently on it and not looking at anyone. He tried his best to cover up his phone but I try to peak over wondering what the big deal about it was. “Girl send you a picture of her chicken fillets?” Niall leaned across from me and winked. He just put on a nervous face and said, “Nooo not this time. Uhm, Ally I think you might want to see this.” He slowly and reluctantly handed over his phone. Our fingers touched for a second causing me to feel his rough calloused hands. They were warm. Taking the phone into my own hand I looked down at the screen.

In big bold letters a title lay in front of me.
“Bradford Badboi back?”
I scroll down a bit to see a fuzzy picture of Zayn on the balcony with some girl over his lap straddling him. Well he is good looking so it's not like I'm really surprised that a girl is making out with him. Then I take a look closer and see bright fiery red hair on that girl. Zooey.

“It doesn't really surprise me,” I say calming looking at everyone. Nobody but Harry and I have seen it so the rest of the boys just stare at us confused. “What do you mean you're not surprised?” Harry asks shocked by my indifferent attitude. “Well Zo liked Zayn before she even knew she was going to meet you guys and she generally is a sexual person,” This peaked Liam's interest. He has now turned around fully in his seat and is staring Harry and I down, “What did Zooey and Zayn do?” He asks this with hidden anger that can be shown through his eyes and straining his voice to hide it. I kind of thought of Liam as the cool, calm, and collective type but he has an angry fire in his eyes now. I bite my lip hoping Harry will talk.

“Well, just spit it out mate,” Louis calls from the drivers seat. This seems to provoke Harry to do something since he takes the phone out of my hands and hands it over to Liam. WE wait for any reaction while he reads the article.

“Louis take us back to the hotel.”



We pull up to the hotel after a half hour from Louis' slow driving. The whole time Liam just sat in the front seat staring ahead probably thinking of the quickest way to kill Zooey. I slump back into my seat while Niall and Harry fumble to open the car doors. Finally I lean over Niall and pull the handle as hard as I can. He looks over to me and gives me a grateful smile. Liam has already walked ahead rushing into the spinning doors. Even Harry and Louis don't play in them, like they did when we were leaving. I walk behind everyone else because my legs aren't fast or long enough to catch up. I don't even get what the big deal is anyway, so what? They made out probably had sex. They're both old enough to make their own decisions...I think?

I finally make it to the elevator where the rest of them are waiting. “Oh my God! It's One Direction!” I hear a shrill scream from my right. About three small girls are standing there looking like they're about to pounce. They fast walk over expecting pictures and autographs but Liam rushes into the elevator leaving Louis, Niall, Harry, and I behind. The three boys walk over to the fans apologizing and making some lame excuse for Liam's rudeness. The girls don't really mind and just swarm around Harry and Louis and hug them.

Niall stands off to the side while his two friends get swarmed by more and more girls. I walk over slowly to him and once there bump my hip against his to get his attention. “So is it always like this?” I ask while watching the mob scene around Harry and Louis. Niall leans against the wall shrugging his shoulders, “Most of the time, at least I got out of the way before the girls told me to.” He has a sad look on his face while looking down on me. “That's terrible. You know, if I was a fan you'd be my favourite,” I am now staring into his beautiful blue eyes. “You don't have to say that, love,” He gives me a small smile. Suddenly, something bursts in me and I grab a hold of his arm giving it a little squeeze, “No, it's true.” He stares down at me and I give in and stare into those blue orbs. He really is good looking, I think.

Then as if realizing I am still holding his arm I let go like it's on fire and blush like crazy, “Sorry.” Just then Harry and Louis walk over to us since the crowd of girls disappeared. I give a small giggle because a lock of Harry's hair stands almost completely up and the rest is ruffled beyond fixing. “So, I suggest we get to that room before Liam kills Zayn or Zooey,” Louis says in a cheerful manner. I remember Liam rushing now and remember all the anger in his and just nod furiously while pressing the button for the death machine. It finally comes and we all cram into it waiting for it to reach our floor. The tension in this small space is so big but classical music plays from the speakers almost as if mocking us. It started off as a small smile and then went into full bursts of laughter. I don't even know why I'm laughing probably from nerves or hysterics or something along those lines but not long after the rest of the boys are laughing. The doors ding open and at that moment Niall reaches out to clutch the door while doubling over in laughter. The door just slips past his hand causing him to fall straight forward on flat on his face. This just causes us to laugh even more and Niall is rolling on the ground holding his stomach while I just stand over his laughing and holding out my hand to help him up.

“Oh bloody hell, we're fucked,” Harry manages to get out through gasps of air. I haven't completely stopped laughing, with a few giggles here and there but just nod my head while smiling. We start to walk towards the room and we're now standing right in front of the door. I hear nothing in there, nothing, and it's scaring the shit out of me. What if Liam got so mad that he grabbed a clothes hanger and broke it in half to make a makeshift knife and stabbed them both to death? Or what if he threw them both off of the balcony and is just waiting for us to come in now and to get us? Sweat is now covering my body and I don't know why I'm worrying so much, Liam is a nice and reasonable guy. There's no reason to worry but I still hold my breath when Louis opens the door really hoping not to see blood smeared across the walls or pooled on the bed.

I'm the last one to make it in because I want to be and just see Zayn and Zooey sitting on one bed while Liam is sitting on the other. He has a face that looks like my father's when he is scolding me and he is talking in a hushed tone. I do manage to hear one thing though before he realizes we're here. “Now I just don't understand why you had to be so public about that? You know Zayn, I have no problem with you having sex it's just you have to keep it discreet, think of the fans,” He is finally mellowing down. Zayn picks up his head and nods it off, “Alright mate, sorry.” Zooey is just sitting there biting her lip when she hears us come in. She sees me and walks over coming very close to my ear and whispering, “I swear at one point he was going to chop me into a million pieces and throw me in the ocean or something.” She pulls away and I laugh while looking over to see everything back to normal.

Liam is still giving Zayn a little talk while Louis and Harry are playing a video game on the screen and Niall is watching. I start to walk over to Niall, Harry, and Louis but Zooey pulls me away and out to the balcony. I'm sure the boys look at us as we pull the curtain back a little and open the sliding door to slip through it. The curtain still covers the glass door so we aren't seen and I wait to see why Zooey pulled me out here. She runs her hands through her glossy red hair and walks over to the edge of the balcony looking out. She looks like she wants to say something but doesn't know how to say it so I start, “So, how was it?” I cross over to her speaking in a hushed tone just in case the boys can hear us. A smile creeps up on her face and she still looks out while saying, “Fucking amazing, man.” I laugh at this because there is a slight dreaminess in her voice when she talks about the sexual encounter she just had with Zayn. I'm about to ask her what's totally wrong and why she's weird when I hear the door slide open. I look behind me and see Zayn standing there shuffling his feet looking awkward when he softly asks, “Can I talk to you Zooey?” I nod getting the hint to go into the room with the other boys. I look behind myself before going in and seeing Zooey with a small smile on her face.

Once inside I am happily greeted by the smell of boys. I almost gag because it smells so bad in there but someone calls, “Ally!” I look over to see Harry called me and I walk over to stand in front of him. Him and Louis had stopped playing their video game and are in a jumbled mess of limbs on the bed now. “Ally love, we're bored! Entertain us!” Louis calls out while lifting his head off of Harry's crotch. I stare down confused of how close they are, “Well, I'm not the one that demanded I stay with them all day, am I now?” I glare slightly at Harry since he was the brilliant lad that is holding my phone hostage. “Well, can I at least have my phone back, please?” I get no answer and look over to Liam hoping he'll give me a hint as to who has it. He's on his laptop doing something but he must have felt me staring at him because he looks up at me. Louis, Harry, and Niall are talking to each other about something totally ridiculous while I just mouth to Liam, Who has it? He looks at me and over at the boys totally focused on their conversation to notice him mouthing Louis' name. I give a grateful nod and walk over to the three boys making sure I sit next to Niall. They all come to a quiet once I sit down and I give a probably over enthusiastic smile to try and act normal. Mission get my phone back is a go.

Zayn's P.O.V

She's standing towards the edge with her red hair blowing through the wind, she looks like some sort of Greek goddess. I think of how that hair looked matted to her sweaty body while I was on top of her. I stop there as to not get myself started again. I don't understand why I'm like this either, usually I'm a very romantic guy who will take a girl on a date before I do anything with her but when I see Zooey just something starts in me. It's like there is a fire that I just can't drown in me when I see her. I walk over to her and stand right next to her letting my shoulder come in contact with hers. Instant sparks are spread all throughout my whole body. She lifts her head up a little looking at me through the corners of her eyes letting her hair fall loosely in front of her face. Her sharp angular features complement her piercing blue eyes and fiery red hair.

“Sooo,” She drags out awkwardly as a smile forms on her face. “So,” I say. I really don't know what to say to her even though I was the one that wanted to talk to her. I mean I knew what I wanted to say, that I actually generally like her and don't just want her to end up as one of my fuck buddies but all words have seem to left my head. She's different this one, even though I just met her a few hours ago there's something about her that just leaves me guessing and trying to figure out who she really is. Most of the girls that I fuck are easily analyzed and usually thrown aside after a few good times but Zooey, I don't know how to explain her.

She bites her lip as if deciding something and then turns fully towards me. She's about two or three inches shorter than me leaving a small height difference between us but I still remember that she had to lift up a bit to kiss me and then hopping onto me...god I need to stop thinking about that. “I think it'd be best if we were friends because I generally don't enjoy being killed by people, in example your fans.” I can't help but laugh at what she said and a real laugh too not just one of my half laughs with a smirk but a real one.

“Yeah, sure” I say trying to not sound disappointed. She looks me over analyzing my every movement, “You sure you're okay with that?” I ask myself the same question. Am I okay with this? I mean yeah she's probably a great friend and everything but there's something special about her that I just want to possess. Something that probably no one else has ever owned before and I want to be the first to.

I look her dead in the eyes and say, “Definitely.” Oh well, maybe in friendship I can find that one thing. Hopefully or else I might just lose my mind.

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