Opposites

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Melody

Zayn: fuck i know i fucked it up i swear i know

Zayn: can we just talk it out at ur place

Zayn: mel? please?

Read @ 7:56 pm

I sigh heavily, and with furrowed eyebrows, I lock my phone then slide it in my purse. Zayn is difficult. Very difficult. And I may or may not have regretted saying that I don't care if he ever finds out about me. I do care. Just thinking about him finding out makes me chicken out in fear. But when I bursted that out to Harry yesterday, I was furious of Zayn. I didn't actually mean what I said. I know Zayn's trying to work this out, but the sentence he said yesterday, hurt me. It was really childish, irrational and useless. Like what the hell did he mean by that.

But anyways, the 6 hour flight to Paris was honestly just fascinating. Gazing at it between the clouds, was just beautiful. The level of excitement to shoot the commercial only grew more and more as we came closer to landing. It was—

"Melody? You ready?"

I'm cut out of my consuming thoughts by Liam's voice. "Yeah, let's go."

Each one of us drag our suitcases behind us, making our way out of the main gate and to the waiting area. "So, like we'll head to the hotel now?"

"Yes," Niall nods. "We'll rest—jet lag is killing me. Then, tomorrow morning—7 a.m to be exact—you have to be ready so we'll head to the studio, alright?"

I nod quickly.

I stare a bit at Liam's and Niall's interlocked hands, smiling softly, then set my eyes upwards. And holy shit—oh my god.

All of us come to a stop, our feets gluing on the floor beneath us. "Jesus, guys."

"Wow." Niall breathes in amazement and shock.

"Seems like you've got a lot of waiting fans, Mel." Liam mumbles out, grinning.

My heart drums loudly, as I try to control my shaking hands and knees.

Paparazzi surrounds the area of the airport that we're currently in, taking million of pictures with their flashing cameras of us ; of me. Screaming girls are standing behind fences that restrict them from moving any further towards this area. They wave and grin widely, trying to catch my attention. Some others start taking pictures of me with their phones, while a group of other girls wave around what seems to be pictures of me in their hands.

My hand goes to slap against my mouth gently, laughing loudly. Glistening with tears, my eyes turn to Niall and Liam. "This is insane! H-How did this happen?!"

"Looks like L'Oreal Paris made an important announcement, and looks like you have a lot of fans in here." Niall says, smiling. Liam adds, "Why don't you go sign some things for them, and talk?"

"Really?" I wide my eyes at them, looking back at the shrieking girls.

"Yes, go!"

My trembling knees almost give out with every step I take, leading myself towards them. Once I approach a section of the line, I flinch a bit as a brunette girl literally screams in my ear. I grin nonetheless, because this is awesome. This is my dream slowly coming together.

"Hello!" I wave vigorously, looking at all of the line of girls, trying not to forget anyone. "How are you all doing?"

They continue to shriek and scream, the girl I'm currently looking at, opens her arms wide. I smile genuinely, leaning in for a tight embrace. I high five everyone around her, walking down a bit to greet the others.