On This Roller Coaster That We Call Life-z.j.m [[discontinued]]

Chapter 48

Zayn's POV

Deep breaths, Zayn. Deep breaths. I told myself over and over again. I looked at my dressed up self in the full length mirror. I straightened my bow tie and let out a smile. This is gonna be the best day of my life. I heard light knocks on my door. “Zayn, mate? C’mon. Time to wait.” Liam said. Nervousness feeling his voice. I turned and smiled at him. He was just as dressed up as I am. “How do I look?” My best man smiled. “You look like you’re ready to get married.”

My eyes popped open from the sounds of loud banging on my front door. Man. Who the fuck interrupted my dream? I looked around. Everyone was still sound asleep on the floor of my living room. All swaddled up in pillows and blankets. I looked down to see Dee’s precious, peaceful face. She was sleeping so heavenly, it seemed. The loud banging continued. I rubbed my eyes as I sat up. Banging still going on. I sighed and rolled my eyes, getting up and swiveling my way to my front door. I opened up to see Liam. “Mates! Get yourselves dressed! Louis’s already in the van, waiting!” He shouted loud enough for all to hear. He swerved past me and into the living room. “I’m sorry to wake you girls, but the lads have to wake NOW.” I sighed and shut my door. Liam’s inner father was kicking in. Niall let out a loud groan, pulling Katy’s head into his chest and covering her ears with his arms. “Why do we have to get upppp.” Niall complained. Liam whispered at first, “Once again, so sorry ladies. BOYS, UP NOW. WE’VE GOT AN INTERVIEW IN LESS THAN 30 MINUTES.” He yelled at the boys. “Oh fuck!” I forgot about that interview. The boy’s heads shot up. Before I knew it, they ran upstairs to get ready. I followed quickly behind them. “Lovelies, go get ready. If you want to come, of course.” Liam said to the 3 confused and tired beauties. I heard Brooklyn let out a giggle. Right before I heard quickened footsteps up the stairs.

“I didn’t know girlfriends were allowed!” Louis said as all 6 of us piled in the van. “Well, they are.” Harry said as he plopped himself by Louis with Brooklyn sitting right by him. I was sitting in the way back with Dee right by my side. She seemed so excited, it was adorable. I kissed her head. “Pumped, love?” She smiled up at me and wrapped an arm around my torso. “So excited! I’ve always wanted to see interviews from backstage.” She had so much joy in her voice. I kissed her softly and held her close. “It’s gonna be fun, babe.”

“C’mon all. This way, this way.” A producer of whatever this live interview was, hurried us all along. We finally were all in a make up room. Great, my favorite part. All 5 of us were sat down while the 3 girls stood against a wall and watched. “Alright, hurry this along. Don’t take too much time. They’re late enough as it is.” And with that, the producer rolled his eyes and walked out. The woman doing my make was hurrying. And she was being a bit rough. Jabbing the brushes with make up on it roughly against my face. “Five minutes!” Some lady with a headset on poked her head through the door and shouted. Before I knew it, we were all being rushed to the side of the stage and getting ready to go on. The girls were sat down on chairs further to the back of the stage. “Good luck, guys! You look great! Love y’all!” They whisper shouted encouraging things like that before we went on. I turned to look one last time at Dee before I went on stage. She smiled and blew a kiss. I blushed.

The beginning of the interview was the usual. The many fans in the audience clapping and shouting our names. Tearing up a bit as well. I love my fans. We all answered the interviewer’s questions, laughed at the appropriate times, smiled at all times. “Okay boys. Time to get a bit serious. Relationship time!” I perked up a bit. I’m gonna finally be able to talk about Deeandra, publicly. Officially let out that she is my girlfriend. “So, we all know Louis, Liam. You’re both with your long time girlfriends, Eleanor and Danielle right?” The boys nodded and smiled. “Very happy, might I add.” Liam said. It was all so true. What Louis has with Eleanor and what Liam has with Danielle, is something rare and precious. I’m very happy for my mates. “And Harry! It’s been a few months that you’ve been single, yes?” And right before Harry could answer, she chimed back in. “Well, we have proof that’s no longer true!”

 She moved her head around to the giant screen above her as we all did. A photo of Harry and Brooklyn appeared. It was a day they’d gone shopping together. They were walking out of Starbucks, hand in hand. Bags up and down Brooklyn’s other arm. Harry looked back at the interviewer. “Yeah, she is my girlfriend.” He smiled a genuine smile. The interviewer gave such a fake smile, it disgusted me a bit.  “How nice! Is it true that she’s of the States?” Harry nodded. “Full on American.” He said with bounce in his voice. “And her name is?” She asked, eyebrows raised. And just before Harry could answer, a fan stepped in. “Brooklyn!” Harry looked at the fan and nodded with a smile. “Yep, it’s Brooklyn.” The interviewer smiled another disgustingly fake smile. “Well, it seems Mr. Styles here has a bit of a thing for American girls! After Miss Taylor Swift and now you’ve got this little number. Oh! And! She’s younger than Harry, yes?” She motioned towards the screen. Harry awkwardly nodded. Is it me or is she being a bit rude? I wasn’t too sure yet. “Harry. Is it true that Brooklyn’s dream is to be a dancer?” She looked dead into Harry’s eyes. He nodded. “Hmm. A bit strange. Don’t ya think? An American girl happens to go to London. A place where all your dreams can come true! And starts dating the world wide famous Harry Styles himself.” Harry shifted awkwardly in his seat. “Erm..yeah I guess so. But I know she’s not using me or anything like that. We both genuinely like each other.” He gave his signature smirk. I don’t like where this interview is going.

She nodded excitedly and moved her contacted blue eyes straight onto Niall’s pure pools of blue. “So, Niall. Or Nialler!” She laughed at her own strange joke as the girls in the audience cheered and clapped for Niall. He smiled at our fans. “Niall, we’ve heard that you’re no longer single yourself.” Niall shook his head no. “Happily taken.” He blushed a bit. It was adorable! “It would seem so!” The interviewer than looked up at the screen. It showed a photo of Niall and Katy walking down the streets of London together, laughing happily. His arm thrown around her shoulder, her arm around his torso. Niall nodded his head, looking back at the interviewer. “Yeah, that’s her.” She smiled fakely at him. “And if our sources are correct, she’s American as well, yes?” Niall nodded with a “yes” The interviewer giggled. “She’s a cutie! Wow boys. Turning your backs on girls of the UK and moving onto these ones?” She stuck her tongue out at us. I know that was a joke. None of us found it funny for some reason. We all laughed awkwardly anyways. “So we’ve all heard that Miss Katy is it?” Niall nodded. “Well, Katy wants to be a Katy. A Katy Perry!” She laughed as did the audience. “She wants to sing professionally, right?” She eyed the audience then Niall. He nodded lightly. “And she happens to be dating a professional singer! How strange!” She said loudly, moving in her chair with a loud laugh at the end. “She actually really likes Niall. They have a nice relationship.” Liam said firmly. He was tired of this lady’s shit too. Niall nodded nervously. “Awh! How sweet!” She was pissing me off more and more. “Zayn Malik.”

I turned my head towards the interviewer and gave her a fake smile back. “You and Perrie are no more, yes?” I nodded slowly. The audience then erupted. “Zayn! Is it true you cheated?! You cheated on her! Deeandra’s so pretty! I heard she’s pregnant! Is Perrie pregnant?” The questions and comments were unbelievable. I didn’t know how to respond. Harry patted me on the back gently. I turned towards him. He gave me an “it’s okay,” look. I nodded slowly and let out a nervous sigh. “Shh, shh shh! Relax sweeties!” The interviewer quieted the audience. It took some time but eventually, all the fans hushed themselves. “So? Is it true, Zayn? Did you cheat on Perrie with this new American girl?” She looked dead into my eyes. My palms started to sweat, as did my forehead. “That’s kind of a personal question, isn’t it?” Louis said. I gave him a light smile. “It may be but your lovely fans would love to know!” She waved at the audience who in return started cheering and clapping. I looked at my 4 brothers who gave me sorry eyes. The audience then hushed as the interviewer turned back towards me. I was tongue tied. Nervous. But I had to answer, it seemed.