I felt my cheeks go red. Fuck. This was a bad idea..
No turning back now. I tried to clear my head by packing up my bags. We were all leaving the hotel tonight and moving to the next city. Which got me curious about where this little um, event, would take place.
My thought process was interrupted by a nock on the door.
"Coming!" I ran over and checked the peephole to make sure it wasn't a random.
"Hey Niall." I opened the door to find Niall standing with two takeout boxes.
"Harry said you texted him saying you we're hungry so I got you something to eat." He said. Or at least I think that's what he said. His accent was very thick sometimes.
"Hope you like pancakes."
"I love them. You want to join me?" I offered. He smiled, which I took as a yes.
We sat at the table and talked about mainly everything as we ate.
"So what about your mom?" Niall asked.
"That woman is a mess." I answered, rolling my eyes.
"And no siblings?"
"No. Not that I know of at least." We both laughed.
"Well what about your dad?" He said, taking a big bite of food. I didn't answer. I didn't exactly want to.
"Um, that's a difficult subject for me to talk about, Niall."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know." He whispered.
"It's okay. Ill tell you someday okay?"
He nodded his head slightly, staying quiet. I could tell he was upset.
"Niall, really. It's okay."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Okay good. Well, I need to finish packing. We all leave for the venue in an hour so ill see you then. " Shit. An hour?
"Oh crap. Yeah I'll see you later."
Once he was gone, I shoved all my clothes in my suitcase, leaving my stage clothes laid out on the bed. Fuck, this is what I was going to have to see Zayn in this also.
I quickly picked out my best set of underwear. Black lace and cream. Yes. My stage outfit tonight was a pair of black leggings, a white tank top, jean jacket, and black leather boots. Simple, but it was the best I could do with less than an hour to prepare. I did have time to curl my hair, however.
The girls came in as I was finishing up my hair.
"Hey! Where were you all last night? You didn't come back till 4:15." Lola asked.
"Oh, I was with Zayn." As soon as I said it, I remembered the rule. Fuck.
"Zayn?" Alex said, popping her head around the corner. Fuck, I had to think of something.
"Um yeah. We went to um, get something to eat. He talked to me about the tour and gave me some pointers."
"I'm sure he did." Lola snickered.
"Shut up, Lola. Nothing happened. I don't like him like that." I only like him in an extremely sexual way but, you know.
"Sure you don't, Megan. Well, we need to get to the venue and the van is waiting. Lets go."
We all sat in the Escalade talking amongst ourselves on our way to the venue. Thankfully, they had let the Zayn situation go.
"Are you guys nervous?" Alex wondered.
"Yeah just a bit. The crowds are huge! 50,000 people? How can you not be." Lola answered. I nodded in agreement.
My phone vibrated in my hand.
*After you finish, meet me in dressing room #6. Knock. It will be locked but ill let you in. -Zayn*
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