Chapter 8

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*4 years later*

Cher's POV

Last I saw Zayn was 4 years ago. I'm 20 now and he's in a famous boyband. My parents ended up moving to New York instead of staying there for a year. The house I live in is now mine. The Malik's still live in the house next door. Doniya moved out though. Zayn and Brooke are still dating. I'm still working at the diner. Jocelyn came back but Hailey moved to America. We still talk but we both have work so it's hard. Autumn and Austin are engaged. Max is dating Jocelyn. Zayn is coming to his parents now that their tour is over. Well back to reality. Here I am working at the diner. "Cher! were about to open." Autumn says. "1....2....3!" we both say in usion. I pull the lever while she flips the sign. "WERE OPEN!" we both yell laughing.

*6 hours later*

I finally home! I jump out of my brand new car! I look over to the Malik's yard to see 5 boys playing soccer. I look closely to notice it's One Direction. I run to my door and unlock it real quick. I run inside and up the stairs to my room. I get into my regular day clothes and go to the kitchen and grab my coffee mug and pour me some coffee. I walk outside and sit on my porch swing. I'm just enjoying the view when I hear, "Heads up!" I look up and a soccerball comes towards me. Before I can react the ball hits my coffee and it splatters all over me. ARE YOU KIDDING ME! I think in my head. "Can we have are ball back!" Zayn yells to me I can tell by his voice he's annoyed. I grab the ball making them think I'm going to throw it to them but instead I go inside with it. I take it to my kitchen and stab it with a knife. All the air goes out of it right away. I go back outside and throw it to them. "Really!" Zayn yells. "Really." I say back smiling. I walk inside my house and go to the living room. I turn on the tv and watch Criminal Minds. My door bell rings and I groan and get up to go to the door. I open the door to see 4/5 of angry 1D. "May I help you?" I ask. "Why the heck did you do that to our ball?" Louis asks. "Because I wanted to." I say. "Well you can't do that to are soccerball." Louis says. "Awww. Is the poor popstar gonna cry." I say slamming the door in his face. I lock the door and go upstairs to my room. I get into pjs and climb into bed. I finally fall asleep with a smile on my face.

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