Paparazzi (One Direction Fan Fiction)

The news.

I woke to the sound of constant banging. Was I drunk or something? They banging stopped for a moment then continued a few seconds later. I slowly open my eyes and the light shone on my face, warming me slightly.

"Wake up please"  I hear Zayn pleading through my door. Zayn banging at my door? I was a little groggy so I chose to ignore him, I gathered my clothes for the day. A pair of light washed shorts, a breezy blouse and some white flats. I quickly tiptoed into my bathroom and locked the door with out a sound. The shower was warm and the water gentle, calming my nerves. I think i was still a little mad at them for snooping in my things. 

" YAZ PLEASE. Its not safe in there."  I hope they don't break the door. I quickly shut the tap off and dried myself off then slipped into my clothes. I let my hair be natural and roll down my back. I only applied some light mascara and a little touch of concealer. I glance one more time at the mirror a little dissatisfied.

I hadn't got much sleep. The guilt from last night was killing me. I don't know if I can face them. The beating on my door never ceased I just never unlocked the door. There attempts to bribe me never worked. It has been about an hour. My phone buzzed as I received a phone call. I didn't recognize the number, usually I wouldn't have answered the phone but I was utterly bored, the banging stopped and I sighed in relief.

"GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM NOW" Someone commanded. I could be any of the boys.

"Why should I?" I barked. I just couldn't face Harry or Louis right now. In a little while but not now. 

" It's not safe. Please." Oh. It was Harry. His thick British accent very pronounced when he worried.

" I was kidding last night Harry. I'm not some killer there's nobody in here with me."  I laughed a little. They were so gullible. What was my partner supposed to climb threw the window? It was almost twenty feet from the ground.

" I know that...Or I guess we do now, but  trust me. Its not safe."  Niall sounded a little panicked. How did they get my number anyways? Did they look through my phone last night? I swiftly hung up and placed my phone in the upper drawer in my little white night stand, it had a numbered lock to keep the boys out. The combination was my mothers birth year 1973. She looked allot like me and I really miss her but I don't have time to deal with her right now. I have a job to do. 

" I'm coming." I called out towards the kitchen as I walked out the door. they all rushed me. Zayn then Harry, Louis, Liam then Niall. I was squished to Zayn's chest, I felt slightly awkward. They all caught on pretty quick because they all let go looking quite embarrassed. 

" Something happened." Louis stated face wiped of emotion. " Something bad"  I just couldn't look in his eyes. My eyes bore into his left cheek. 

" What happened?" I said almost robotically. I heard Liam shuffle and Harry stiffened a little. Louis never answered but walked towards the eating area and grabbed a newspaper while galrring slightly. I walked slowly back to me and handed the newspaper over. 

DO ONE DIRECTION BOYS HAVE A NEW FAVORITE GAME? Under the head line was 5-6 pictures from last night. I couldn't help but laugh. I wasn't even laughing at the pictures I was laughing at how sensitive they are, how easily they break. Harry was almost in tears and Louis did have tears running slowly down his face. 

" Do you understand what this means?" Louis screamed in my face, his fist was in a tight ball. His hands were shaking hard. Harry finally broke and he started sobbing on Niall's shoulder. " Your so insensitive, we were even trying to protect you. We tried to save you too."  Liam was less upset than Louis or Harry but mad enough. I giggled a little more. Zayn was silent and Niall look scared. I quietly walked over to Harry and tickled his sides.