Chapter Seven

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After combing my hair out (again), I watched as the boys started their day. Niall immediately ran for the fridge, grabbed some leftovers (i think it was pancakes, but I wasn't paying attention) and then ate them on the couch. Harry and Liam sat there, half-asleep for about another half hour. Louis was... well, actually, Louis was being Louis. He was kinda just kicking back on the couch (in, ironically, almost the same position I was in) and commenting on every show we watched. Zayn had controll of the remote, fliping through the channels. Finally, he stopped on the news. A big grin spread across his face.

"Pop sensation One Direction has come to the U.S. and girls have noticed. Their last tour sold out in minutes and dissapointed girls have posted their reactions to not getting tickets all over the web. Here are a few that caught our eyes." The reporter disapeared as a bunch of clips of girls crying, screaming, and, in some cases, hysterical. Finally, they played the full clip of one. A girl with brown hair and glasses appeared. She smiled.

"One Direction, I made this for you." She pulled out a slip of paper and read.

"Twinkle twinkle Liam Payne,

Harry, Naill, Louis and Zayn.

Haters, haters,

GO AWAY!

One direction is here to stay!" The video faded away as the station went to comercial. Zayn was laughing.

"Our fans are so sweet." he said. That's when it hit me. I had known all along that they were famous, but I had never really realized how many girls would kill to in be in my position. Even if I had no memory and nobody could see me.

"I'm gonna take a walk," I told Zayn. He nodded and Opened the door for me.

"Zayn, where are you going?" Niall asked through a mouthful of... well, like I said, I think its pancakes.

"Just gonna... uh... stretch my legs. I'll be right back." He continued out the door with me. I laughed.

"Smooth move," I said. He laughed too.

He might be the only one who can see me, but I know that even if others could see me too... they wouldn't see what he sees. It's hard to explain... but I just have this feeling...

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