M Y V A L E N T I N E

Chapter 4

I woke up around 5:00 in the morning, my head was throbbing with pain. I grabbed my i-pad and started swiping through my apps. I finally sat down and read some fan fiction, and it was 1 direction! 

I walked out of my room, and knocked on Colette's door or should I say the door I thought was Colette's. Well, you see when the door opened and there was no one standing there. I went into the room without thinking where she was. I sat down, ripped opened a bar of chocolate and switched on the TV.

"Hey Colette, do you have aspirins? I couldn't sleep last night, I'm worried sick 'bout Mom." I took the aspirin and the glass of water. 

"Colette, why the hell do you have tattoos on your arms which look exactly like Zayn's and don't lie to me, I might be half asleep but I can tell if you have the same tattoos as them." 

Just then I heard someone laughing, and it was a manly voice, I turned around.

"Zayn what are you doing here, and where is Colette?" I was seriously confused. 

Zayn laughed, "I should ask you, and who on earth is Colette?" 

My cheeks grew pink. " She's my friend, Wait where the hell am I then?" Harry came out giggling.

"You're in our room" I was amazed, I was expecting their room to look like some posh apartment or something, but it was just like ours. 

"And, I gave you the aspirins, that is if you were wondering." 

I got off the couch and said, "I'm so sorry, and thank you for everything, now I should be going."

I went for the door and Harry blocked my way. Great. 

"Where do you think your going? Tell us how much you know about us, since your statement before was unbelievable." He gestured for me to sit down. I took my seat on the chair near the dining table. 

"So, what do you want to know?"I asked as the boys-all of them- took their seat on the couch.

"How did you not freak out when we first met you?" 

I grinned "I actually have no idea how people freak out, I mean you all are just normal people probably some kind of strangers who make awesome music." All  of looked at me wide eyed. 

They asked me nearly millions of questions. 

"Gemma's birthday?"

I grinned, they were all so damn easy. "December 3, 1990" 

"That's it we all give up." Louis said, he was probably exhausted asking all kinds of questions. 

"Now I think I should go back to my room, its already 8:00. Tomorrow I will be going to see the historical places in Delhi." They smiled. 

"Though I have been there before"I muttered.

"Wait you have been here before?" Louis heard me, my throat got completely dry. I felt like my throat had I lump in it. 

"Ya, this is my h-hometown," I said before I burst into tears. I ran out of the room and unlocked my door. 

I ran across the room and jumped onto my bed. Tears trickled down my face as some knocked the door. After about a good five minutes of crying, I finally opened the door. 5 faces in front of me, each one with concern on it.

We all sat down, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know what happened in your past." Louis said gently. I looked at him and we both shared a smile. 

"It's alright Louis." I looked down at the floor.