"I'm not leaving you ever again. I can't imagine my life without you in it, not anymore."
"Neither can I, Harry, neither can I. This time, it will all be fine. This time, we'll be alright."
"We'll be alright."
"SURPRISE!!" Zayn and Gigi shout in unison once I open the door of my Beverly Hills house after an incessant ringing of the bell.
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"Oh my god, guys! You scared the shit out of me! You said you won't be here in LA for this week?"
"Teenegers scare the living shit out of me..." Zayn sings completely disregarding my question, earning an eye roll from Gigi while she answers, "It was a little lie to give you a little surprise on your birthday. Happy birthday, Bella."
"Yeah, happy birthday, best friend," Zayn adds engulfing me in a bear hug and Gigi joins in, "we brought cake for you."
"Thanks guys, this really means a lot," My best friends are great.
Shit, I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?
My name is Isabella Diana Foster. I am an author and a director in the Hollywood. I was born to Amelia Foster and George Foster, a happy couple in England, in 1996. My father was a dentist, and my mother was a teacher at a school in London. And oh boy, they were the best parents anyone could ever ask for. And I was living a happy life with them and my school friends. But I guess the universe didn't want me to be happy for long. My parents, they died in a plane crash in Nashville, leaving me to mourn on my own. Let's come to the details later.
I was just a normal kid with normal desires and dreams, until five crazy boys crossed my path when I was 16 and turned my world upside down. They've been my best friends ever since, and I actually am thankful for them. If it were not for them, I would've never been who I am now.
These five boys happen to be the members of the world's biggest boy band, One Direction.
Yes, since 2012, I have been friends with the members of One Direction, namely Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, and Harry Styles, the boys who are known as teenage heartthrobs. Crazy, right? I know.
Whatever.
And I have a past with... well all of them, but specifically with... screw it. I'm not gonna spoil my birthday vibe remembering all those.
Maybe we can save that story for later.
"Bella, are you even listening?" I lift my head up to see both Zayn and Gigi staring at me, and I know I haven't heard any of the things they have been saying. I just give them a sheepish smile in response.
"Are you coming to Kendall's party? I heard he'll be there, " Zayn states, catching me completely off guard.
"Zayn!" Gigi scolds, "It's her birthday for God's sake! Couldn't you save this topic for another time?"
"What? G, we need to have this conversation sooner or later. She can't keep running from the reality. And whatever she does, she is gonna discuss it with us first, everyone knows that. And moreover, I'm gonna see him too, we'll be there with her," Zayn answers right back.
He is actually not wrong.
"Zayn Malik, there's a difference between you facing him and she facing him. Yeah I know that neither of you talk to him, nor have you both seen him in a while. But there's still a difference."
I know I would eventually have to face him at some point of time. I can't keep hiding away from him forever, especially when we work in the same industry.
And with that, I've made my decision.
"I'm coming to the party. Let's face it."
"That's my girl," Zayn enthusiastically says.
See you soon, H.
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Hey all, how are you doing?
I know that the starting is probably bad, but I promise it will get better with time.
Also, as you can tell, this is a FANFICTION. So the realities of the celebrities might not match with the story.
