Stole My Heart(A Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Chapter 24

I looked at my phone, I clicked on my twitter, and I deactivated it or whatever. I went back to my main screen and held the Twitter icon and deleted the app. There, officially done with twitter! When me and Zayn were going to where the boys were with our Nandos, it was quiet. Little chit chats here and there. The boys brought back about 6 bags. I'm pretty sure one full bag is for little Niall Horan over here..

We sat in the lounge and ate. I never said a word the rest of the night. I would just look down and not do anything. Yes, I ate my food. Zayn was with me through the night. I don't think the boys knew anything. Or they just didn't want to talk about.. I'm pretty sure the president saw all of it, it's like the only thing on twitter! The hash-tags were trending. To think that some fans actually liked me, now the same fans are trending it to?

I lay on the bunk me and Zayn share, facing the wall. Tears silently falling down. Zayn shouldn't be worrying about me. I will do the rest of the concerts, I will not break down at concerts, I will be strong,I'm not that girl who just seats and cry like others, I will not let those dumb bitches get to my head! I will be the real and true Samantha Carter!

 The Samantha who doesn't let things get to her, the one who can take a hit, the one who stands tall and doesn't sink.

"Sam? Where are you going?" Zayn asks me.

"Going out for a run." I say. I get out my gym shorts, a black tank top, my sports bra, a light hoodie and my purple Air Jordan 4 Retros. I change in a matter of minutes, which is really an improvement for me! I tie my hair up.. tight. I grab my phone and headphones. I attache the cord to my phone and start out of the bus. I close the door and begin running. There's already tons of fans out and it's 10 at night?! Do they plan on staying out all night? I can understand if your going to the concert but damn it isn't till 6 tomorrow!

I kept running around Washington for hours. I had no clue where I was, but I kept going. I wasn't even tired yet. I've been running for I don't know 3 hours? It must have been like mid-night or at least 1. Why were there so many people out?!

I saw this man sitting on steps in front of a shop with a guitar in his hands. I stopped running, took off my headphones and looked at the man. He was playing so beautifully...

After listening to tune, I knew what song he was playing, I just couldn't name it. But I did know it. By the far the best song known to man!

"There maybe other people like us,

Will see the flicker of the clipper when they light our,

Flames just create us, burns don't heal like before

You dont hold me anymore

On cold days Coldplay's out like the band's name

I know i cant heal things with a handshake

You know i can change, as I began saying You cut me wide open like a landscape

Open bottles of beer but never champagne

To applaud you with the sound that my hands make

Should I?

Should I?

Maybe I'll get drunk,

again I'll be drunk,

again I'll be drunk, again

To feel a little love

All by myself I'm here again

All by myself