Smile For Me (One direction fanfiction)

Mr Hustler

After crying for a good 20 minutes in my car, I wiped my tears away and began driving to the address Zayn had texted me but my stomach began making strangling noises so I stop for Starbucks on the way. 

I was standing in line minding my own business when I hear loud whispering coming form behind me. I turn around to see these group of girls who look like they have just stepped out the hooker stretch of Las Vegas, pointing and giving me ugly looks. Confused I just turn back in front and give up my order of white chocolate caramel latte and a pretzel. 

Picking up my order I was making my way towards the exit when one of the girls steps out from the group and into my way.

'' your Zayn Malik's girlfriend aren't you'' ? She asks with a sneer on her face.

Blood hell. I don't get a break do I ? He's become like an irritating itch that just won't go away 

'' no '' I tell her truthfully and walk past her

'' yes it is you '' one more of her buddy say and shoves a phone in front of my face with a life size picture of zayn and my kiss.

'' no it's not alright '' I shove her hand from near my face irritated and walk away with the girls calling out to me.

''you think your better than us now that your dating one of then?'' I hear one of them shout. 

I just roll my eyes at their stupidity and get into my car. What wrong with these girls ! They treat these guys like they are gods and act like they own these guys or something. 

All it took was a over confident stupid teenager and a picture and POOF ! My quite private life's gone. 

I park my car in front of a nice looking apartment complex and get out leaving my finished coffee and bread crumbs behind. 

Walking up to the door I see a keypad and push the call button on it.

'' hello? '' I hear Harry husky voice crackle throughout the speakers

'' Harry it's ash '' I reply back

'' ash? ash who" he replys back.

" really?" I ask dryly into the speakers.

i hear a chuckle and then "sorry just messing with you, come on up'' he says and buzzes the door open  

I take the lift to the 3rd floor and into a hallway with three doors. Shit zany dint give me a flat number. I just take a wild guess and go to the on my right and ring the bell.

immediately the door is thrown open by a smiling louis before I could get a word out he grabs my hand and begins dragging me inside the flat making me stumble. The hallway opens up into a large living room with three couches, one facing a huge TV and the other to next to it facing each other. 

The boys are sitting one one side of the room and theres a mean looking dude and a lady on the couch facing them talking about something. When I enter they all look up staring at me making me self consciously tuck my hair behind my ear. 

Louis doesn't skip a beat from all the staring and continues to drag me towards the boys shoving me on the open seat next to zayn but I end half on his lap. 

Blushing furiously I righten my self sending Louis a glare who send me a grin and settles down on the arm rest next to me.

''okay now that we are all her let's get this over with '' a mean looking man in a suit and gelled back hair says sending me a disapproving look.

''oh boy '' I mutter to myself and sink lower on my seat 

Zayn hears me and chuckles but switch it into a horrible fake cough went the mean dude looks at him.

''now to clean the mess you two have created'' he says looking at zayn and me '' you have two options '' he continues  

Huh this should me interesting

''one we can go public with your relationship in the next interview the boys have or two you can move in with the boy's '' he says 

What the hell. what is he talking about? what relationship?

''who does any of the two options help?''I ask confused 

The man give a tired sign like he's tired of jogging up mount everest and looks at me like he talking to a child

'' see if we put you two in a relationship we get publicity if you move in with the boys we still get publicity'' he say

'' you said you were cleaning up this mess how does any of this help?'' zayn ask looking as confused as me . 

The guy rolls his eyes again and explains '' we could say you are in a relationship which will automatically explain the kiss but if you move in with the boys we can say you are Liam's distant cousin and your staying with the boys for a while and the kiss was just a friendly peck which got caught at the wrong time''

''it dint look friendly to me'' i hear harry murmur from the other side of zayn who get a elbow to the ribs curtsy of zayn

'' but why do I have to move in with the boys ? '' I ask At the same time zayn asks

''why does she have to stay with us? '' we throw each other a glare and look back at the mean guy

'' publicity '' the lady next to him speaks for the first time.

Oh I dint see that one coming I think to myself mentally rolling my eyes.

''and how did the picture even get into the hands of the paps, I mean they aren't allowed inside clubs right?'' I continue with my questions

''someone inside the club would have take the picture and sold the pic to one of the paparazzi's for cash'' that lady says before the mean dude opens his mouth. 

The mean dude who's name I still don't know sends a scowl in her directions and looks back at me.

''now if your done with your twenty questions zayn and Liam will help you get your stuff from your flat'' he says getting up. 

Wait I have to move in now!

''I have to speak with my mother first '' I tell him quickly to delay moving in.

''we already spoke with her'' he says making me look at him shocked ''she the one who gave us these suggestions said it would be good publicity for her too'' he say proudly. ''oh a please tell your mother it was a pleasure talking to her'' he says and troops out of the room with the rest of his gang 

The boys and I sit in silence for a minute. I can't believe she just sold me out like that. She thought it was good publicity for her! What about my privet life! Does she care about me at all? If she knew me she would know I dont like to see my face in front of all cover and that's the reason why I don't attend any of her parties or promotion events.

''so who is your mother ? '' Niall asks breaking the silence 

I open one of my eye and see all the boys looking at me expectantly. Might as well get this over with

''she own Beat records '' I tell them opening my other eye 

They all look at me shocked

'' your mom own the studio we record in ? '' Harry asks shocked.

I just look back down at the carpet, drawing patterns on it with the tip of my shoe.

''how come we have never seen you around then?'' Liam ask  

I just shrug not wanting to explain my self to them about something so personal.

''come on let's go get my stuff''I tell looking pointedly at Liam and zayn, making my way towards the door. At least I wouldn't have to stay alone in my apartment.