Alia's POV:
While we were walking to Nando's I was thinking about how after we found out about Rosie and Harry management suddenly wanted to talk to me and Kianna.
Trembling, we went to see them at the studio.
"Hello girls." Terry said with a large plastered smile. I gave her the fakest smile right back.
"Hello Terry, what did you need from us." I said overly cheerfully. She smiled wider showing the creases in her makeup. She matted her red hair down before continuing.
"You girls, I mean Rosie too, have been trying to get signed right? As a girl group?" we nodded getting a little excited.
"Well, I'm sure you've heard of the little incident concerning Harry, Arabela and Rosie. Correct?" we nodded again.
"Well, to continue staying under our label and with the band, we don't want you two to be seen with Rosie. It just makes you look bad and we don't want that for you girls, or One Direction to get a bad reputation. Ok? So, don't talk to her, hangout with her and you'll be one step closer to your dream." She stated waiting for us to jump up in excitement.
"Wait, no no no no no. We have been friends with Rosie since, who knows how long and I don't think I can just break it off for our career, I mean we want Rosie to be in our band too." Kianna said looking at me.
I agreed.
"Yeah, I don't feel comfortable doing that, she's-" I started but was interrupted by Terry's voice that was now high pitched.
"You will do what I say or you're fired completely. It's your choice." She said her face getting redder with each word.
So we did what we were told and we felt horrible doing it because I don't hate Rosie for what happened at all.
Isabel brought me out of my trance by touching my shoulder. She was the only one we told about it and I guess she knew what I was thinking about. We slowed down behind the group and we talked in hushed tones.
"Rosie's never going to forgive us!" I exclaimed.
"If I tell her how high the stakes are that you might get fired, she'll understand I'm sure." She assured me, but I was not convinced.
"It's not even that alone but the fact about our band and we-"
"Trust me, she'll understand. But for now just don't over think it. It'll die down in a month and-"she began but didn't get to finish because a huge group of reporters and paparazzi surrounded us. Zayn quickly pulled me by the waist toward him as if I would get lost. He was protecting me, I guess. They were throwing questions around and some were even about Zayn and me!
We finally sat down and the owner apologized and apologized about the reporters. I thought I was sort of funny.
After we ate we walked back to the hotel and I climbed into my bed, and just as I was drifting off to sleep I felt a warm body beside me.
It was just me in the room so I was a little freaked out. I turned around and I saw it was Zayn. He looked at me and smiled.
"Couldn't sleep."
So I let him wrap his arms around me and sleep in my bed just for his company.
Harry's POV:
"Who do you want back?" he questioned. That was one thing I didn't know yet. I thought about it for a while before responding.
"It doesn't matter, they both hate me."
Liam sighed and his arm rested on my shoulder before he spoke again.
"Just pretend that they both wanted you back, who would you choose?"
Who would I choose? Then I remembered the first time I met Arabela, at the concert when I saw those eyes I knew I was in love. Then I thought of how long it took for me to win her over, then I ruined it.
Then I thought of Rosie, who I've noticed even before we met. She just stunned me and I didn't care what it took, I wanted to be with her when I met her. But then we cheated and I ruined that too. I probably made them cry, which makes me want to cry. I knew who I wanted back.
I whispered it into Liam's ear and he smiled.
"I have an idea then."
Zayn's POV:
The light shining through the blinds and the birds chirping were my alarm clock that morning, I stretched and looked up.
I remembered I had slept with Alia last night, but we didn't do anything of course. I heard a gasp from the doorway and I turned toward the noise.
"Izzy, it's not..." I started. She threw her shoe at me.
"You too!" she squeaked waking up Alia who groggily looked up and saw the look on Isabel's face.
"Isabel! We didn't do anything he just couldn't sleep and I let him stay here, just for company." She said quickly. Isabel sighed a sigh of relief.
"Good, because then I would have to cut two boy's balls off." She muttered walking away. I sprang out of bed before anyone else could assume things. Alia laughed out loud.
"Some people just have dirty minds..."
I chuckled agreeing with her and scurrying out of the room and to mine.
