I’m looking for good One Direction Instagram accounts to follow. Tell me your 1D Instagram username and I will follow you. Only if you are a 1D account though.
Oh, and, my friend and I’s Instagram is upallnight41d :)
24 5 / 2012
Chapter Eight
I woke up scrunched up on the couch next to Julie, with the credits from whatever film we were watching last rolling across the television screen. I yawn and carefully stand up, making sure she’s still asleep.
I make my way to my bathroom and shut the door behind me. I sit on the closed toilet seat and put my head in my hands. This whole Zayn situation is driving me nuts. Why can’t I just forget about it?
I glance up at the clock on the wall. 11:47.
Wait a minute, what was supposed to happen today that we needed to wake up early for?
My thoughts are interrupted by Julie’s shriek from the other room.
“KELLY!” She yells at me.
I run out of the room and Julie is standing there, taking out her braid from last night.
“What?” I ask. Her panicked look turns into a what-is-wrong-with-you look.
“We’re going to a One Direction concert today and we slept in!!” She reminds me, and I finally remember.
This is my last chance to meet with Zayn again, I’m not going to blow it.
Julie pulls her hair up into a messy bun while I run to my room and grab a pair of sweats and a hoodie for each of us. My hair is in a high ponytail and we run out the door, pulling on some old sneakers.
“Our outfits need to be perfect,” Julie says as we walk toward the mall. “So where do you want to get them from?”
I start to consider a few places, but we both know it would be better for her to choose, considering my sense of style.
As she drags me into different stores and pushes me into change-rooms to try stuff on, the only thing I’m thinking about is Zayn.
This is your last chance, Kelly. Don’t blow it.
30 4 / 2012
Chapter Seven (Zayn’s POV)
We step out into the cold, brisk air and I feel Louis shivering beside me.
“I’m just gonna go in and grab a jac-” he begins to tell me, but I pull him away from the door of the hotel and down the street.
He grunts, and I ignore him. But after a few steps, I come to an abrupt stop.
Louis yanks his hand away from me and demands, “What the heck are we doing out here at this time, Zayn?”
“I need to find that girl,” I whisper, suddenly taking in that there are three reasons why we will never find her.
- This city is huge.
- We don’t know our way around.
- Why would she come out looking for me too? She’s probably sleeping in or out with some friends.
Lou comes up behind me and puts his hand on my shoulder.
“Are you ever going to tell me about this girl?” he asks, and I realize that he still has no idea what girl I’m talking about.
“I met her here when we were filming the One Thing video. Well, I didn’t really meet her, but I gave her a hug and told her she was beautiful. Then we had to go keep filming, and I never saw her again,” I explain.
“Zayn, are you serious? She’s just a stupid girl! You give tons of hugs to girls every day! How do you even remember her?” Louis says, trying to keep his voice down.
I look down. I can’t answer. From his point of view, it does sound stupid. He will never understand, he just doesn’t care.
“Whatever Zayn, I’m going back in,” he says coldly, and turns back toward the door.
“Wait!” I jump up. “Lou, you don’t get it. I know you don’t give a shit if I meet a nice girl, but I do, and you should since you’re one of my best friends. She needs me, and I need her. It’s that simple. We had a connection, Lou, and I know that she’s the perfect one for me, and I’m the perfect one for her.” I calm down a bit, realizing that I’m almost yelling. “Please,” I beg. “Just… please,”
He looks back at the door, considering. It doesn’t take long before he turns back to me, and mumbles, “Fine. Where are we going?”
It finally sinks in that I don’t have a plan. I haven’t thought this far.
“This way,” I say, leading him down the street.
“And Lou,” I turn back, “Thanks.”
He mumbles something and signals for me to keep walking.
* * * * *
It’s not long before our phones come alive. We’re at some amusement park when my phone blows up.
“It’s Niall,” I say.
Louis is about to say something when his own starts ringing, this time Harry.
“They’re gonna make us come back,” I say, disappointed.
“We never told them we were going, we should at least let them know we’re okay,” Louis says.
“But they’ll make us come back!” Now Liam’s calling me.
We stand there, not knowing what to do, while the boys keep texting and calling us.
Louis gives me a sympathetic look before picking up whoever was calling.
“Hello? Ya we’re at the amusement park. But- fine,” He hangs up and shrugs. “Sorry.”
“Whatever Lou,” I say, shoving past him and walking down the street. I walk back alone, even though he’s only a few paces behind me.
What a friend he is. I knew he wouldn’t understand, I should’ve just went alone.
We make it back to the hotel. As I open the heavy doors, he catches up to me.
“Dude, I said I’m sorry!” he tells me.
“Obviously you’re not Louis! If you were, you would’ve come with me right away, you wouldn’t have picked up, and you would’ve at least acted like you cared!” I ran up to the elevator to take me up to our floor, making sure the door closed before he got to it.
When I came to our floor, I was immediately greeted by Niall.
“Hey man! Where were you?” he asks.
I shrug him off, and run down to my room.
I feel bad about being rude to Niall, but I’m still furious at Louis and his stupidity.
He must’ve stayed with Niall, Harry, and Liam for a bit because he didn’t come back. I sat there on the couch, trying to calm myself down. Somewhere, buried inside of all my anger towards Louis, a seed of realization comes to me.
You are never going to see her again.
22 4 / 2012
Chapter Six (Kelly’s POV)
The cool air floods my lungs as we step out the door. I take a deep breath and remind myself, Stay calm, Kelly. You can do this.
Julie immediately takes off down the road, and I have no choice but to follow her.
“Where exactly are we going Julie?” I ask, hoping she will have planned this far ahead.
“Think about it Kelly, if you came to London for a vacation or something, where would you want to visit?”
Good point. I think about it for a minute, considering a few different places.
“I guess… hmm… I don’t know… the zoo?”
“Well then let’s start there!” Julie says excitedly, starting to walk faster as she pulls me along.
* * * * *
“Well that was pointless,” I say disappointed on our way out of the zoo.
“But it was a good start!” Julie tells me. “Lets think of some more places!”
Why does she always have to be so darn positive!? I can’t help thinking. But I move on.
“Ooh I know! Let’s go to the National Park!” she suggests.
“Alright,” I say, sounding less energetic than I’m trying to.
* * * * *
“Okay Julie! That’s enough! We’ve been everywhere, and we’re obviously not going to find them!” I say loudly, trying really hard not to scream at her.
I can’t take it anymore. I don’t care if we never find them. I don’t. I’ll find Jason again, I’m sure that there was something between us. Zayn is just another stupid obstacle in the world of love.
Julie looks down. She looks like a child who was just told that Santa Claus isn’t real. There’s a part of me that feels bad for her, that makes me want to keep looking just to make her happy.
But then there’s that other part, the more dominant one, that’s telling me it’s time to give up, and if I can get over it, Julie can. Why is she even this excited? She met them! She wasn’t pulled away! She doesn’t need them! She should be fine! But why isn’t she? I can’t figure her out!
“Lets just go home, okay?” I say, trying to show her that I’m just as sad as she is, but also that I feel bad.
She nods her head and we put our arms around each other, walking back to my house.
When we get back to my house, I decide to let her stay the night, we can watch some old movies and eat ice cream.
I lend her a pair of pyjama pants and I grab one for myself and we put them on. After I grab some ice cream from the freezer and two forks, not spoons, we settle on the downstairs couch and have a marathon of old romantic comedies, eventually falling asleep.
