Hidden (UN-EDITED; on hiatus indefinitely, sorry)

Chapter Twenty-Six

I woke up while everyone was still asleep; I knew because it was completely quiet. I sat up and looked at Zayn, who was laying on his side, facing the oposite way. I smirked and got up, thinking about what I could do. Finally, I remember his laptop, still under the bed.

I slid it out, careful not to make any noise. I turned it on and listened as the internal hard-drive whizzed to life. Once it turned on completely and the home screen appeared, I clicked on firefox and typed in twitter. I sign in and see my old page. I remember having very few followers (I didn't go on twitter much). I now had thousands. I don't remember the exact number, but it was a lot.

I clicked on the "Connect" button to see what people were saying. I regretted it immediately.

People were calling me horrible names, saying I didn't deserve Zayn... even telling me to go to hell. I was shocked, but for some odd reason, I couldn't stop scrolling. All of their hurtful words buzzed around in my head and I thought I was going to cry when I finally saw one that didn't tell me how ugly, untalented, or unloved I was.

Don't listen to all of these people, they are just jealous.

I looked at her profile. I'm not going to say her user name, but her actual name was Isabel.

@ (her user name that I'm not naming) thank you so much for your kind words, you just made my day.

I smiled and turned the laptop off and slid it back under the bed. I knew the boys would be up soon.

I sat back down on the bed. Even after what Isabel said, I couldn't help but think about what everyone was saying about me. It was... terrible.

I stood up and walked out into the living room. I sat on the couch and turned the news on. The volume was low so I didn't wake anyone up.

"... and today's forecast calls for partly cloudy..."

I heard footsteps from behind me. I turned around to see Louis walking in, wearing a blue and white striped shirt, beanie, and some jeans.

"Well, hello!" he said. I smiled.

"Hey Louis."

He sat down on the couch and pulled out his phone. I just kept watching the news.

Before I new it, there were more footsteps. Liam and Niall walked in.

"Zayn's still asleep?" Liam asked. I nodded. He just laughed and shook his head.

"I heard my name." said a voice from behind me. I turned around to see Zayn walking in wearing a black t-shirt and some jeans.

"Hey Zayn!" I said cheerfully. He smiled.

"Hey Brooke."

He walked over and sat next to me. We all just sat there awkwardly for a while.

"What do you guys wanna do for breakfast?" Liam asked.

"I don't care, just get me food." Niall said.

"Howabout pancakes or something?" I suggested.

"Yeah, I'll go get some." Liam said. He grabbed a hoodie and some sunglasses and left. We sat there awkwardly again. Then, I heard footsteps from inside the hall. Harry came in, wearing some jeans and a plaid shirt.

"Hey Harry, feeling better?" Zayn said. Harry nodded.

"I'm fine now. Hey, where's Liam?"

"He went to go get pancakes." I said.

"Okay." he walked over and sat down on the couch next to Louis. We sat there quietly.

"Well, what should we do to pass the time?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Truth or dare?" Louis suggested.

"Oh... god, no." I said. I have a bad history with truth or dare.

"C'mon, it'll be fun." Niall said. I sighed.

"Fine."

"Okay, I'll start!" Louis said. "Truth or dare, Niall?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to... tell Liam you're full after eating one pancake."

Niall just laughed.

"He'll never believe me."

"Whatever."

"Okaay. Truth or Dare, Harry?" Niall said.

"Hmmm... Truth."

"Do you think that one girl that hit her head... Vivian I think her name is. Anyways, do you think she's cute."

Harry blushed and laughed nervously.

"So, truth or dare Zayn."

"Answer the question!" Louis said. Harry sighed.

"Yeah... she's kinda cute."

The boys all said "ooooh!" and laughed. Harry went even more red.

"Truth or dare, Zayn?" he said, trying to change the subject.

"Uhhh... dare...?" Zayn said. It was more of a question than an answer.

"I dare you to... open the window and say hi to the fans..."

Zayn shrugged.

"... with your shirt off."

Now, Zayn went a little red. He did, however, take off his shirt and walk over to the window. He opened it and shouted "Hi!" at the fans. You could hear their screaming from all the way up in the hotel room.

He closed the window and sat back down on the couch, putting his shirt on.

"Truth or dare, Brooke?"

I put my head down.

"Truth..."

"If everyone in this room was falling off a cliff and you could only save one, who would you save?"

I smirked.

"Me." I said.

"Hey, you don't count!" He shouted at me. I laughed.

"You said everyone!" I said. He laughed.

"I guess I did... oh well..."

"Alright, truth or da-"

The door opened and Liam walked in with take-out boxes and the smell of pancakes filled the room. My mouth started watering. Liam looked at our faces.

"What did I miss?" he asked. We all just laughed.

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We all ate our pancakes and let Liam know what happened while he was gone. It was only fair; after all, he got us pancakes.

"... and so Zayn just walked over and was all like 'Hii!' and all the girls started screaming like you wou-"

"I'm full." Niall said. That was the one part we hadn't told Liam about- Niall's dare. Liam just looked at Niall like he was crazy.

"Niall... are you feeling okay?" he said. We all started laughing.

"Yeah, just pass me the pancakes." he said, his face going red.

"Oh, and you're feeling better, huh Harry?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." he said. I took another bite of my pancakes (which were the best I had ever had).

"Well... I guess we leave tomorrow then, huh?" Liam said. I looked up. I had forgotten all about the trip to New York.

"I guess so." Harry said.

The boys carried on with their conversations, and I just ate my pancakes and got lost in my own thoughts. New York...