Liam ~
"Great job Zayn, very good, I'm proud of you. You made both Louis and Niall leave in less than ten minutes. Aren't you proud of yourself?" I asked bitterly.
Zayn just laughed. "Come on Liam, they made their own choice."
"Maybe, but you didn't have to be that rude against Louis, and you definitely didn't have to lick Niall's sandwich." I said slowly. Why didn't he understand? God, it was like talking to a five-year-old. The door opened and I looked up. I saw Niall's back, what was he doing?
"I need a little help." he said, he sounded out of breath. I stood up and hurried towards him. Why did he carry a girl? Wait, that was Julie!
"Niall, what happened?"
I helped him to lay down Julie on the couch and he turned against me. Zayn sat at the table with the cigarette in his mouth.
I didn't even care.
"Well, I dunno... I was on my way to the store and I found her on the sidewalk, she couldn't move and she doesn't know who I am or where she is. So I lifted her up and she asked about my accent and said that she loves Irish boys, then she passed out." Niall shrugged his shoulders, looking at the girl. Then he turned his eyes to Zayn, and directly looked angry.
"He talked to her before, her name's Julie." I said quietly.
I really hated to admit this, but Zayn wasn't always as caring as he should've been. Don't take me wrong, Zayn was an amazing guy, but he could be more caring sometimes. But this was special, sometimes, most of the time, he is really caring about our fans. He loves them a lot, I knew that. We all do, without them we wouldn't be where we are today.
Julie opened her eyes and looked at me and Niall. I smiled at her and waited to see if she recognized me.
"Where am I? Who are you?"
My smile faded. This was more serious than I thought.
"Julie, don't you-" Her eyes went big when I said her name, so I stopped. "I talked to you just half an hour ago. My name is Liam. That's Zayn-" I pointed at Zayn. "-he talked to you too. Do you remember?"
She slowly shook her head.
"I said 'I love you'." Zayn said casual. I could see she was confused, and she was blushing. Niall stared at Zayn, who shrugged his shoulders, blowing out smoke in small clouds.
"Please Zayn, not here. You know I hate that." Niall begged and Zayn sighed before he put out the cigarette in a glass. He slowly stood up and made his way to the couch. He took a chair and placed it besides the couch, and sat down, bending forward with his head in the same level as the girls'. She frowned and looked him in the eyes.
"Hello Julie." he said.
"Hello." she answered.
"Do you remember me?" She thought for a while before she shook her head. Nervously she looked at Niall.
"Is there something wrong with me?"
"Nah, it's okay." Niall said. "I think she hit her head." he told me.
"Well, okay. Julie, my name is Zayn Malik and I'm in the band One Direction. Do you know what band I'm talking about?" Once again she shook her head. "This is Niall Horan, the Irish boy. And that's Liam Payne. Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles are also in the band, but they're not here right now. Do you understand me?"
She frowned again. "Of course I understand you. You're Zayn Malik, that's Niall Horan and Liam Payne. And Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson." She gazed at Niall.
"And you carried me here?"
Niall nodded.
"Found you half awake on the street." he said.
A blush creeped on her cheeks.
