You Never Know... (A One Direction Fan-Fiction) *Under Reconstruction*

Chapter 9 ***

Date- January 20th, 2013

Place- The covered hotel room

Time- 9:00 P.M.

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{Harry}

"No uh.. You're just really good impressionists. Dun lie... :/"

"That's impossible."

"Oh shut up, 1D is in Orlando sitting by a private pool somewhere."

"Guys can't turn into women! You're crazy."

"I'm leaving, you sick mother fuckers."

"TY for wasting 30 minutes of my life, bastards."

My eyes burned with tears at all of the sudden hate tweets, I didn't know people could turn so quickly... Would our fans do that to Louis and my relationship? Turn and leave the first second of our outing statement...?

Liam sighed and closed the laptop with a light slam, "I'm sorry, Lads... I guess the fandom doesn't believe in us."

Zayn sighed as well, "I bet Modest! gave them some sort of shit to feed off of our disappearance."

Niall frowned, "And I really thought that they could understand..." Her bottom lip trembled and she shoved her face into Louis' chest and let out an emotional cry. The kind that tears us men apart when something that they loved or cared for so much was taken away from in their life.

I launched myself at Niall and engulfed Louis and her into a sad hug.

Oh how I wished that we were men right now. Out of everything that could have happened, God just had to fucking choose this. I hated being a woman now, not being able to do things we guys like doing is really driving me insane. Up the fucking wall and out the goddamn window.

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We sat at the island counter in the kitchen and didn't speak. What was there to say? Anything that anyone would have said would have probably set all of us over the edge and start bawling our eyes out.

I sighed and Liam rested her chin in her right hand as her elbow was slammed onto the marble.

Nialler huffed and pulled out her phone, calling some take out food for us all, but mostly her, because she eats when she's stressed or depressed. Niall got up and left the kitchen to find a menu to a restaurant.

Zayn slumped forward and crashed her head to the counter, "What are we going to do..." She whispered.

Louis shrugged and sighed, "We tried telling the fans, and they rejected the truth. What else is there to do...?"

"They could have at least listened to reason instead of coming to quick assumptions and made up minds."

"True, but, I think we would have thought the same thing if Little Mix called us one day and told us they were men."

"I would have still listened..!"

"Because you have a girlfriend in the group. Say that you we're just a fan of whatever the fandom name is, Mixers? Would you have believed them then?"

Zayn sighed in defeat, "No..."

"My point exactly." Louis stated and plopped her head into both hands, after sweeping her hair out of her face.

I rubbed Zayn's back with small circles, "I just really hope we become men soon. Even I'm getting ancy."

Everyone nodded and Niall came back in, "Food's on its way... I'm going to go watch some telly..." She sulked out of the kitchen and Liam got up and followed.