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6. I have no idea how to name this chapter

This night I lay awake for a long time, even though I was really tired. Ok, maybe it was just 15 minutes. Or 50? I have no idea, time didn't seem to work properly. I didn't sleep before I had analysed every detail from the call in my head. The strange thing was, there was nothing unusual about it. We had just talked as if we were regular friends, about our lives, our daily doings. While I was thinking about this, all of my doubts started to creep in. Was he just being nice and actually didn't want to talk? Did I overshare? Had I been annoying? Would they cut me of to secure the secret of Harry's and Louis' relationship? God, I hated these thoughts. I ignored them, telling my brain to shut up. This technique worked reliably. If Harry didn't sort of like me, he would not have given me his number in the first place. I definitely did not overshare, we didn't even talk about things deep enough. I was not being annoying. They knew their secret was safe with me, and they would have no chance stopping me from sharing it with the other fans, so there was no need to cut me of.
Ok, that was enough, I had to sleep now or else would go insane. I'd thought I should have gotten used to being in contact with Harry, but that was not the case. Deep down I was still wondering how I had gotten into this fanfiction-like life.

The next day was a Sunday, so I slept until 10am. Immediately after breakfast I called first Lucy and then Lia. Both wanted to know every detail (who'd have thought?) Afterwards I send another message to Sybil and Tara, telling them a short version of it . When I got of the phone is already was 2pm and time for lunch. The rest of the day I spent doing homework and helping at the barn. In the evening I finally texted Harry:

„Hi Harry, how are you? I just wanted to say thank you again for being on the phone yesterday. It really was very helpful. Don't know what I'd have done if you hadn't picked it up"

I got an answer only minutes after:

„Hey Ayla, I'm fine, thank you. How about you? And really, you don't have to thank me, it was really nice to talk to you. When do you have time the next days, then all of us could talk a bit?"

Oh, he really hadn't been joking about calling again.

„I'm great, thanks. Well, I have holidays now, which means studying for the exams. But I think Wednesday would be great. Is that ok?"

„Wednesday is perfect. 7pm?"

„Fits very well. Then, see you in three days! I have to go to bed now, gotta catch up on some sleep"

„Do that! See you!"

- - -

The next days passed by in a heartbeat. Soon it was time for my ‚date' with the boys. Harry was faster than me, he called first. I was still on my way up to my room when I picked it up. I was greeted with five voices screaming ‚„Helloooo!" excitedly. I grinned.

„Hey guys, how are you?"

I sat down in my bed and started to look more closely on the screen. The boys all sat on the same sofa as Harry did on Saturday. They seemed to have put the phone on a table or something similar, so all of them were in the angle of view. Louis sat on the left, Harry half-laying on him. On their right sat Liam, Niall and Zayn.

„We're great, aren't we?", Liam said and looked to the other ones. „We had a nice day just relaxing. Reading, strolling around, watching TV and stuff like that. And you?"

„That sounds nice. I'm a bit exhausted actually. Been studying art and biology the whole day. Can't hear another word about the Renaissance or Osmosis."

„Oh god, during your holidays? May I offer you my sincere condolences?", Zayn joked. But he looked tired and at least as exhausted as me.

„Yep, during my holidays. I want to get good grades. Did you not get enough sleep tonight? You look sleepy"

„Oh, really?" He seemed suddenly a bit nervous. „Ehm, yeah, had a hard time falling asleep, don't know why."

I felt as if there was more, but didn't ask again. I wasn't yet in the position for it. In fact this was like the 4th sentence he ever said to me, he was by far the most silent of them.

We continued to talk about everyday things, as Harry and I did the last time. The more time passed, the more relaxed we became, talking about a few personal things, like asking each other about our relationships. Actually Louis asked me if I had a boy- or girlfriend (Spoiler: Nope) and then they continued about theirs. Which ended in Harry and Lou complaining about the stunts they had to maintain, for them being a couple should not come to light, because their managers said it would damage their success. And that ended in all of them complaining about little things they didn't like. Well, they saw it as ‚Little Things'. I thought about it being major interventions in every part of their lives. But when I explained my point of view, all of them disagreed and said, these were just the sacrifices for the kind of lifestyle they had the chance to have, and Simon Cowell had elucidated everything to them. The trust in their management was almost worryingly high. Well, what do you expect, when you put 5 teenage boys together in this kind of life, with nothing similar to their old lives. They needed someone to trust. I silently decided to try to slowly convince them into questioning these things.

Apart of that, we all had a pretty fun time. Harry would frequently tell a few jokes and Niall would laugh his head off. Liam told me about their time. Louis would interrupt him and tell other aspects of the stories. Zayn was mostly quiet, but talked a bit about his life and his family too. His mothers birthday was soon and he still had no idea for a present. After 3 hours I really got tired. And made a hard decision.

„God, I can barely stay awake right now. Would you mind if we talked again another time? I'll have to study again tomorrow."

„Oh yeah, now problem", they answered.

„Wait a minute, do you have Instagram?", Harry asked. When I nodded he continued: „Can you give us your username? Then we can follow you"

I gave him the name, and all five of them reached for their phones. At the point of laying it aside again, Louis had an idea:

„Lads, to you want to mess a bit with the fans?"

„What do you have in mind?", Liam responded, obviously thinking about every trick Lou had ever played.

„Well, what if we accidentally followed her with our official account?"

All 6 of us started to grin. The image of the fandom going crazy over this was just too funny. One look in our faces was enough, and Louis did it.

„How long do you think it will take them to notice we followed another person?" Zayn questioned.

„I don't know, maybe an hour, or is that too little time?", Liam guessed.

Niall: „An hour? Maximum 30 minutes I think."

„That would be my guess as well", Harry mumbled, his head now on Louis belly, Lou laying on the sofa by then. They were just too cute.

„Seriously?? We are officially the craziest fandom on earth and you still underestimate us that much? 10 minutes. At the longest.Wanna bet?"

„I'd love to", Niall said. „If I win, you will buy me a pizza the next time we see each other, if you win, there will be free cake at the next concert for everyone who is fast enough. Bet?"

„Bet!"

Guess what, I was right. Who would have thought? After 7 minutes I saw the first post, asking who this mysterious person was, and why 1D followed them. The boys were impressed.

„Ok, I'm looking forward to the cake. But I REALLY have to sleep now, sorry. Goodbye!"

We all said our goodbyes, and hung up. I went straight to bed, sleeping almost immediately. The last thing I thought was:

„Social media's going to be fun the next days."

A/N
Yep, I'm still alive. Just stressed. Thats the reason, why this is again a late night chapter. Sorry if this one was a bit boring, I just don't have that many ideas how to fill in the time until the next big thing, so, my apologies. By the way, does someone know, how you can get information about a person on Insta when said person has a private profile? Just asking for the story, not for myself! However, Im tired, and going to bed now. Still have school tomorrow. Good night everyone!

Edit: Just corrected grammar/spelling mistakes.