The Guardian ~ Jayden Sierra FanFic

The Third Day; The Confrontation

I walked out in the cold beginning evening. Pulling the sleeves over my hands a little more from my hoodie as I walked.

I think I'd ruined it.

This was it.

Well, that was it.

My shot for One Direction, my shot for my career.

I think I'd blown it.

"Hello!"

I heard a girls voice from behind me.

I turned around slightly,

Jesus, it was that creepy girl.

I jumped a little as she came closer to me. I couldn't think of anything to say but,

"Are you stalking me?!"

She looked taken aback, before replying,

"No? I am simply following you around?"

"... Uh...Why?" I frowned.

"Because I have to." She shrugged, eating the last of her biscuit.

She had an Australian accent, too.

"Why do you... Have to?"

"Why are you asking so many 'why' questions." She chuckled slightly, suggesting a hint in her voice that she was annoyed.

"How would you feel if a creepy little girl followed you around everywhere?"

She frowned as if I had slapped her, "Excuse me? I am NOT a little girl, infact, I am three years younger than you, Jayden, three years doesn't sound like much does it? You must be a little boy yourself then, if you wish to believe that."

I knitted my eyebrows together angrily, her words were childish.

"Well, why are you here?"

"I'm surprised you didn't question how I knew your name and age," she scoffed, checking her nails. "I'm here on a mission for you, a request from God."

"Any idiot can just google me and learn my name. I'm on the X-Factor." I let out a laugh before realising what she had said. "W-wait? God? is this some kid of joke? You expect me to believe that?"

Sure, I was Christian and believed wholeheartedly in religion, but as if this would happen, it would be in news headlines across the world.

"Not at first, he said you were a bit tricky." she folded her lips to one side and tapped her jaw.

I raised my eyebrows, unconvinced. "Right, okay, if you think you know him. And everything else." I shook my head, trying to hold back a minature laugh.

"I really do when it comes to all about you." She copied my recent facial expression, except hers held more cheekiness instead of disbelief. "Hey," she giggled, "That rhymed."

I ignored her kiddy comment, and continued to map her out. "Prove yourself then." I said, preparing myself for a good laugh.

She walked up to me, looking intently in my eyes, we were about forty centimetres apart.

"Raise your right hand."

I did as she said, laughing at how stupid this was.

"Now, raise your left."

I did exactly that, thinking about walking away from this creep.

"Say that you believe me."

"No." I grinned meanly, ha, as if.