Save Me {A One Direction Fan-Fic}

Hey ya'll!!!! This is my first story on here... so please cut me some slack!! Before I get started, I want to clear some things up, I guess I could say. First of all, this story is mine, the ideas are mine and the characters are mine (aside from One direction). so that means THIS STORY IS COPYRIGHTED!!! Don't steal it. Cuz I worked hard! :) Now, secondly, I'm not from England (sadly) nor have I ever been there. So if my British slang is messed up, sorry!! Also, I love constructive criticism, and please feel free to leave me helpful tips, that will help me improve my writing :) But please no hate... I'm only human. I have flaws. Way to many. I'm not perfect, and neither is my writing. But I'm on Wattpad to try to improve that.  And please forgive any spelling/grammar errors!! Thanks to anyone who reads this It means a ton!!! sorry about the name, I may change it later, but for now it's all I can think of. And I just decided to use my name this time for the main character. Last thing, I want to dedicate this whole story to our boys!! ;) They are so inspiring. Without them, I don't know where I would be.

luv Rylyn :)

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Chapter One

~~~Rylyn's POV~~~

This is it. The moment where I will finally get to see my best friend. Whom I haven't seen in two years. Two long, depressing, terrible years. About a month ago, I auditioned to fill the vacant spot to dance for One Direction. Yeah. you heard me right. The biggest boyband in countless countries. People tell me I'm an amazing dancer. I still don't believe them. Even when I found out that I got the spot. That I'm going on tour with One Direction. You're probably wondering what this best friend crap is about. Well I'll tell you. Zayn Malik has been my best friend for my whole life. Our mum's went to school together, and we grew up living in houses across from each other. Zayn is two years older than me. But we became best friends anyway. Not long after he auditioned for the X Factor, I had to go live with my Aunt and Uncle in London. 'Family Problems' my mum said

. A year ago, my dad died, an accident at work. But what kills me the most. It that I wasn't even there to spend any time with him. My mum fell into a deep depression. Until now, I still lived with my aunt and uncle. But, I'm going on tour with my best friends boy band. The thing is, he doesn't know that I'm coming. We hardly ever talk anymore. He's too busy. Which I understand. I'm partly glad for it as well. The past two years have been terrible. Moving to London was bad enough. Away from Zayn. But then my new school was like hell. Bullying beyond my recognition. And when my dad died, I wanted to go back and live with mum. But she was declared an 'unfit' mother. Because of her depression. She ran out in front of a car. Trying to go be with my dad in heaven.

Zayn knows nothing about any of this though. He knows about my dad, but that's it. Not the bullying, or my mum, or even the cutting. Yes. I cut. Not my proudest moment there. but I have to let it out somehow. And having kids tell me to 'kill yourself you fat ugly slut" everyday, wasn't really helping my "stay strong" plan. My wrists are now scarred beyond repair. But Zayn can never know this. He would be so upset, angry, disappointed. And I hate to see Zayn disappointed in me. No. this must stay my little secret.

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I sit on the plane, waiting for it to land, and for me to be taken to the hotel, containing the world famous One Direction. But more importantly to me, my best Friend. After what seems like forever. My flight finally comes to an end. I'm one of the last to exit the plane, and my eyes scan the large crowd for someone holding a sign with my name on it. My bright green orbs fall on a lady, with a piece of paper and the name 'Rylyn Andrews' scribbled across it. I rush over to her, claustrophobic from all of the loud people surrounding me. She spots me and a smile covers her pretty face. Sticking out my hand, I introduce myself. "Hi! I'm Rylyn, although you already know that.." I blush. She chuckles. "Hello, Rylyn. My name is Cassie." "Hey Cassie." I reply. Cassie jerks her thumb backwards. "We should probably go, we need to get back to the hotel. Follow me." she says, walking to the exit of the airport. I shuffle behind, dragging my luggage with me. A driver helps me insert my luggage into the trunk (A/N I can't remember the British term for trunk... help me!!) and after that, I'm ushered into the black SUV. The ride to the hotel is relatively short. We arrive in less than 20 minutes. The whole drive, Cassie is telling me things that she thinks I might find useful. She tell me that I'll be meeting the boys right away, and then I can relax and take a nap or whatever.

We pull into the parking lot of a rich looking hotel. By now, my hands are shaking like crazy from the nervousness of finally seeing Zayn. What if he's forgotten about me? What if he doesn't want to be friends with me when he finds out about everything? No Rylyn! Don't think like that! Cassie's voice interrupts my thoughts. "Don't be nervous sweetie. The boys will love you!" she comforts. If only you knew Cassie. If only you knew. I give her a shaky smile and step out of the car behind her. After collecting my bags, we entered the lobby. Cassie checks me in, and gets my room key. A sick feeling fills my stomach as we step onto the lift. Cassie presses the button for the 14th floor and we begin our little ride. Each floor slowly, oh so slowly, goes by, until the lift stops and it's doors open. I take a deep breath and follow Cassie to room number 906, she opens it up with my key card and motions for me to come in. "This is your room, you can put your bags over there." she says, pointing. "there's really no need to unpack, because we leave tomorrow." I throw my bags to the side and try to get a good look at my room, but am interrupted by Cassie pulling me out the door and down the hall. Once we reach the end, she stops, knocking on a door.

Right as the door opens, I realize that this is the boys room. A curly head pops out into the hallway. A smile makes it way to his face. "Ohhh hey Cassie!! Is this the new dancer?" THE Harry Styles asks, motioning us into the room. Cassie nods, "yeah Harry. This is Rylyn Andrews." he smirks and holds out his hand for me to shake. Which I do, quite timidly, may I add. "Hello love, I'm Harry." he introduces himself. I give a slight wave, and trail behind him into a living room type area where all the boys are sitting. Zayn is texting on his phone furiously and the others are watching the telly or randomly talking. Harry clears his throat, and I notice that Cassie is now gone. The boys heads snap up, all except for Zayn's. Liam jumps up and comes over to us, followed by Niall and Louis, Zayn has yet to notice that I'm even here. Which is kind of a downer....It's all I can do not to run into his arms and give him a HUGE bear hug

Liam breaks me from my thoughts. "Hello love! I'm Liam." he smiles, shaking my hand. It's almost hard not to get lost in his chocolate eyes. Niall comes next, throwing me an adorable smile. "Hey there! I'm Niall." he says happily. I smile back, about to tell him my name when he's shoved out of the way by Louis. "SUPERMANNH IS HERE!!! Oh, sorry love, I'm Louis." he says in a posh accent. I let out a laugh. "Hey guys!! I'm Rylyn Andrews."   I reply. at this, Zayn's head pops up. He gasps and rises from the couch, letting his phone fall to the floor. "Rylyn!???!?! Is that really you?? Oh my gosh it is you!!!" he rushes over and pulls me into a ginormous hug. I wrap my arms around him and he whispers into my hair. "I've missed you so much!" I suppress the tear that wants to fall from my eye. "I've missed you too!" I exclaim. More than you know Zayn. He pulls away and holds me at arms length. "You look so much older!!" he says. I scoff. "No duh Zayn!! It's been two whole years!! What did you think I was going to look like?" I demand, playfully. "Well...." he trails off and I smack his arm, rolling my eyes. An Irish accent interrupts are 'reunion'.  "Ermmm... guys, are we missing something? Do you two know each other?" A confused Niall asks. Louis, Harry and Liam have the most confused  looks on their faces, matching Niall's tone. Zayn turns to them, his arm still around my shoulder. "Lads. I want you to meet my best friend. Rylyn Andrews." he states proudly. Their jaws drop, then and there. A look of shock now covers their faces. Opps... But all I can think about is finally seeing Zayn again. I know that a look of pure happiness covers my face. Finally. I'm truly happy.

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Sorry it's so short... and kinda boring. But I have to actually get the story started. PLEASE let me know what you think!! I would love some feedback!

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