They Don't Know About Us [L.P]

Chapter 2

I look at my watch after rehearsing the chorus with Harry on our own. After he got the gist of it, we end the session. I sigh, exhausted. "Well, seems like you guys got it!" I said. "And it's late. I should probably head out. Got a long walk home." I sigh to myself, hating the fact I didn't drive today.

"Would you like a ride, love?" Louis offered, sweetly. I shake my head.

"No, I am totally fine. I don't want any trouble!" I said.

"Oh no, it's no trouble at all!" Harry said. Zayn nodded.

"Yeah, we have no problem at all. I mean, Liam is the one who drives and I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

"Oh, no, not at all!" Liam said. I still deny it.

"No, it's totally fine," I say. They finally give up.

"Okay, you sure?" Niall reassured. I nod.

"You guy's got lock up?" They nod. "Alright, well, it was nice meeting you all! I'm glad I got to help you! Goodnight!" They all answered back in unison. I grab my bottle and shove it in my bag. I walk down the hall, towards the door. I open the door and glance up at the beautiful stars. I smile and turn down the sidewalk, walking my way home.

Not so long after, I hear a camera and a few pairs of feet behind me. "Kayla, love!" A voice said. I stop, closing my eyes. I sigh. Dammit! It's Thursday!

"Guys, please! It's late, and I'm tired!" I say.

"And you still have yet to repay us! So, a deals a deal!" Connor said.

"What part of the deal was there for you to stalk me and follow me home every Thursday?" I ask.

"Hey!" Toni said loudly, behind me. Jumping, I turn. "Drop the attitude, and give us the song!"

"Why can't you just make one yourself? I'm tired of not getting credit for my work!" I say. Danny turns me by my arm and slaps me in the face. I already know he wasn't focusing on where he was hitting, cause he hit me near the eye. I fall back against the building.

"You already know why!" Connor said, spitting on me.

"HEY!" I hear. A strong voice from out of nowhere scares the three away. Someone runs after them, stopping at the corner, making sure they were gone. But then, I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder and my leg.

"Are you okay, Kayla?" I heard. This voice was different. I turn my head, seeing Zayn by my side. I get confused and turn to see who chased them off.

Liam.

I turn back to Zayn. He helps me back to my feet and Liam makes his way over. "Are you alright?" He asked, protectively. I nod.

"Yeah yeah, I'm fine," I say in a low voice. I take my hand off my eye and Zayn puts his hand back on my shoulder.

"Did they hit you?" Liam asked, grabbing my face, examining it. Zayn looks down at the corner.

"Yeah," I admit to them. I sigh again. "Shit, I forgot they know!" I mumble to myself.

"Know what?" Liam asked.

"Thursdays, they like to torment me when I leave the studio and they follow me home. Just on Thursdays." I said. I whimper as I feel the pain on my eye again.

"Well, tonight, you're coming with us, okay?" Zayn said. I didn't get to even protest before they walked me to the car and Zayn ran back into the building, grabbing the boys and the keys, locking up the studio.

"Yeah, looks like a welt is forming," Liam says. "Who are those guys?" He asked.

"Not important." I turn my head and see the boys come out of the building, rushing to the car. "I'll explain later." He moves forward, seeing the boys head the car. He winks at me in approval. Zayn runs back to catch up with the boys. Niall opens the door and they all lose their minds.