You're Just A Daydream Away

Chapter 2

2 Years Later

Beep beeeep! A New York cab driver honked at me violently as I crossed the street. I just landed in the US to see One Direction live in concert. Zayn's mum and I made him try out for the XFactor, but he didn't make it far; at least, not as a soloist. He was tossed into a group of boys who named themselves One Direction and quickly became the biggest boy band in the world.

This might have taken away some of my time to hang out with Zayn, but it was to my advantage. Zayn being in a boy band meant I had 4 very attractive guys all around my age to choose from. I haven't really hung out with the guys much. Zayn and I get together when possible but that isn't often with him traveling and me at school.

Now, I am on my way to Madison Square Garden to see the world's biggest boy band perform live; I just happen to know the boy band personally.

Being back in the US is like a breath of fresh air. It seems like as soon as I left, I started holding my breathe, and I couldn't let it out until I returned.

I'm on summer break from Uni so I am spending some well needed time with Zayn and the boys. From the two shows in New York, I'm going all over with them. First Boston, then Cleveland, then Indianapolis, then Chicago and my time with them will end in Miami.

I'm excited to go back to Chicago. Especially to show my best friend around the place I grew up. I've been to Indianapolis a few times when I was younger for family. I've never been to Cleveland or Boston, but they seem chill. I've never been to Miami, but I went on a vacation close to there a long time ago. I'm just super excited!

I grabbed a cab and as soon as I got inside my phone started ringing. I reached for it out of my purse.

"Hello Zayn," I said immediately.

"'Ello beautiful. I thought I told you to call me when you landed in New York? Where are you? I was going to pick you up at the airport!"

"Zayn, calm down," I said, rolling my eyes. He can be a bit overprotective. "I got a cab. I'm on my way to the venue now don't worry."

"Okay, good. I'll have security waiting for you when you get here." And he hung up.

The trip to MSG took about 45 minutes with New York traffic. Just as promised, a security guard was waiting for me when my cab pulled up. Judging by the amount of girls outside the venue, the guard would come in handy. I got out of my taxi and he rushed to my side while a female who worked for 1D grabbed my luggage and took it inside. The crowd was huge and it took a bit of time to get to the door that lead backstage.

I was escorted to Zayn's dressing room, and I barged in with out knocking. I was tackled from behind upon opening the door. I assumed it was Zayn because who else would do that? But I rolled over to peer up at my attacker. It wasn't Zayn at all. It was Harry. I hardly knew him, but he thought he could tackle me. I gave him a stone cold look.

"Back down mate. When Haley gets mad she doesn't mess around," Zayn told Harry. That combined with the look I was giving Harry made him get off me. Zayn helped me to my feet and wrapped me in hug.

"Ahh and Zaley is reunited once again," said Louis.

Zayn and I have never been a couple, but the fans are delusional and they think we are together. Hence the couple name "Zaley." Of course Louis would be the first of Zayn's friends to use the name as a joke.

Liam gave me a sort of half hug. You know, the awkward one armed hugs you get from guys that are taken.

Niall gave me a handshake. A handshake. The kid probably knows way more than he should about me because of Zayn, and he gives me a damn handshake.