Washed up & Broken (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 15

"There's Kitty Kat!" Paul exclaims as I walk back up into my hospital room. He pulls me into a gentle hug, trying hard not to scrape or touch my tender stitches.

"Hi Paul!" I grin. I'm so happy to see someone from the One Direction world. It's been way too long. "It's been a while,"

"A month and two weeks," He says. "Liam and Niall are keeping tabs." I can't help but giggle at the thought of the two talking about me, I can see Liam getting angry at Niall for speaking too much of me. My mind wanders off to Louis as Paul escorts me to a car he has waiting.

"It's about an hour drive to the air port, Kat. So I brought you your iPod," Paul says, handing me back my iPod with my favorite case. I thank him and stuff the matching earbuds into my ears. I put the device on shuffle and listen to "I Almost Do" by Taylor Swift. That really makes me think of Louis.

When arriving at the airport, I'm shocked to find actual FANS waiting to see me. They scream as Paul and I push past, and I'm even more shocked when we're being transported to wherever the boys are on a private jet. How freaking cool.

"Ok, so your bunk is right back there," Paul points to this wooden back door at then end of the jet. "Sleep well," I nod and head to the bedroom. I am exhausted. I drop my suitcase down on the bed and push it off to the floor, reaching up and turning off the light. I don't know how long this flight is, but I hope and I can get to sleep. And I do. Within seconds of my head hitting the icy cool pillow I fall into my dream world.

I'm woken up by the plane shaking as we're landing. It scares me a bit since we're going down kind of shaky and rough. I ignore it, and find my suitcase. I head to the bathroom where I change into some clothes,brush my teeth, and clean my face. Adjusting my beanie one last time, I head out and find Paul waiting on me. We actually landed quite smoothly. I was supposed to be buckled in but oh well. He carries my suitcase for me and we get into a car waiting on us.

We arrive at some hotel, and when we do, my palms begin sweating and I get nervous. I hadn't seen the others in quite some time and I'm excited and nervous I should say. Nervous because I get to see Louis again, and excited because I get to see all of the others. Louis makes my stomach flip. I'm escorted up to a room, Paul at my side. I give him a small smile before looking up, and knocking on the door. Zayn opens the door, and when he does, a huge smile comes across his lips. He was so nervous, pacing around and looking over me like I might die at any minute, back when I was in the hospital. Zayn's like a big brother to me.

"Kitty!" He smiles, pulling me into a hug. I wince because my stitches press into my wound. "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot!"

"Why are you whispering?" I ask.

"SH!" Zayn shushes me. I give him a confused look.

"Zayn? Who's at the door?" I hear Liam call.

"Follow me," Zayn waves me in and I nod, following close behind him. He leads me to a living room where all of the boys sit, laying on the chairs, couch, and floor all playing a game of Mario Kart. I'm guessing Zayn was excluded from this. Niall is shirtless, lounging on the couch and grunting as he gets blown up by a blue shell, Harry is laying on his stomach, beanbag supporting his chest, as he lays on the floor, Liam is in the arm chair, jerking his controller to the side to make a sharp turn, and Louis is in his boxers, socks, and tee sitting on Niall's legs.

"Who was at the-" Liam begins, when he turns around and looks up. "KAT!" All of the others look up, scrambling around to jump on me. Zayn jumps between them and shoos them away.

"The princess has stitches still no touchy!" He scolds. I scoff and hug them individually. Going to Liam, to Harry, to Louis, who stiffens when I touch him, to Niall who I hug a bit longer than I should have and everyone looks at us weird. We pull away from each other, coughing and trying to ignore the fact both of us are blushing like mad.

"Where's Krysta?" I ask.

"Do I hear a Kitty?!" I hear someone call. She comes out from around the corner and squeals with excitement when she sees me. "Baby I've mi-hi-hissed you!" I pull her into a tight hug, ignoring the stinging in my chest. I missed her a lot. She's my best friend. "Ok so guess what we get to do tonight?"

"What's that?" I ask, blushing because my voice is still kind of hoarse even after a good nights sleep. It's awkward for me because I have a Hungarian accent so I sound a bit... Off.

"Go on stage with the booooooys," Niall says in a girly voice, mocking Krysta.

"We do?" I ask. "I've never been on a stage with you guys before, what are we doing?"

"Just talking to the crowd and dancing and stuff. You don't have to dance if it hurts you," Krysta says.

"I'll take my pain meds but may I ask why?" I pick at the lace on my dress and look around at everyone. I notice Louis isn't looking at me, which kind of makes me mad. He didn't even act like he cared that I was gone. Oh well, his loss. I can't help but feel a pang of hurt in my heart as I think this.

"Just for fun, our fans love you two," Zayn says, crossing his arms.

"It'll be so fun!" Harry smiles. "You get to answer fan questions, go from stage to stage, interact with the fans, and then you have the after party which is just where we sit around, relax, and play video games," I grin happily.

"Sounds good to me!" I say.

"C'mon! We're going out to dinner soon and Molly needs to get your outfit together," Krysta says, grabbing my arm and dragging me to the hotel room door.

"Well ok," I can't help but giggle, anticipating tonight. Flirting on stage with Niall, talking to a huge crowd, having fun. Just what I need for a night.

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