Hide And Seek (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Sixty Two

Chapter Sixty Two w/ note :

I sat on the floor of the bathroom and swallowed. Why is life so complicated? Why can't my life be as peaceful like unicorns and butterflies, and not like a war battle? Everything was perfect until that trip. If my aunt Melinda would've come to visit me instead, I wouldn't be sitting in a bathroom of a hotel in Orlando. Instead II would be at college with Kyla, who would still be fangirling over Harry Styles and not dating Niall Horan, and skyping my Josh Hutcherson obsessed friends.

That reminds me; I haven't seen my friends in so long. Sure I sometimes read their facebook updates and twitter tweets, but it isn't the same as going mental when one of them shares a Josh Hutcherson fact or seeing them fight over who gets to marry him, even though he is oblivious to their existence.

I sighed. I wouldn't wish my trip to London didn't happen. Though there were flaws, there were still treasures. Bumping into Niall at the airport, having a hotel room accross from the actress trying to get a role named Megan Daniels, meeting Laura, and driving past Big Ben in a car. If I didn't fight with Louis over carrots at that market, then Laura would never have her nickname, Zegan may have never happened, the sugar wars would be unknown, and the thing between Harry and me wouldn't have happened. Maybe if Zayn, Niall, or Louis offered to drive me to my hotel instead of Harry, then there would be no drama and we would also be friends. Megan would also not be pregnant! I think...

 

 I shook my head. I shouldn't be thinking about this. Right now I have to be thinking about why Megan told me to stay in this exact hotel room. I stood up and walked over to the mirror. I looked at my eyes and noticed they were read. My reflection as proof to me that I was crying hard.

I took the brown elastic ponytail holder off my wrist and put it in my mouth as I started to do a side braid like Kyla was wearing today. She stole it from the one and only Katniss Everdeen.

When I was done, I wrapped it up with the ponytail holder and opened the door to exit the bathroom. Nobody was here, and Niall left the lights on. I walked over to the living room part, and sat down on the couch. I cuddled up with one of the blankets the hotel had to offer, and grabbed the remote off the small side table by the arm of the couch. I turned the TV on and started flipping through channels.

I stopped when I noticed ABC Family was having a marathon of my favorite movies.

Do you know what they are?

If you guessed all the Harry Potter books and movies as my favorite, you are correct! I am an absalute Potterhead.

They were currently playing the sixth movie when Draco hesitates to kill Dumbledore or not. I had some tears in my eyes. Dumbledore was the best head master Hogwarts ever had...well, in my opinion because he is the only one I know of besides Snape in the last movie, but he dies, too. I wiped the tears off my cheek as Snape came into view and just zapped Dumbledore.