I lay on the couch, been watching the television when Shalia came in. Shalia dropped her bag by the door and kicked it away. I smiled at my twin, we were two different people. Shalia was curvy, tan and taller. I, however am skinny, pale and tall, not as tall as Shalia though. Where as Shalia was 6 ft., had long black hair and deep set brown eyes. I had short black hair, long arms, long legs, long fingers and was 5 ft. 6. We were both twins, born on December 8th. I smirked and asked "How was your first day of practice, Shay"? She said angrily "Horrible, cheerleading sucks". I laughed "Now you know why I chose not to be in an after school program". She sighed "Joey didn't even notice me, he was busy watching Ashley". I asked "Joey"? Shalia replied "Joey Green". I rolled my eyes and said "Figures". I got up and went to the key rack. Calling up the stairs as I grabbed my car keys for my silver Saturn aura "I'm going to get Margot from daycare". Turning to Shalia asked "You coming"? I added "I'm going by the mall to". Shalia sprang up the stairs coming back with her purse in hand. Together we walked out to my car. Her car, a purple Volkswagen beetle, was parked besde mine, behind Shalia's was our mother's green dodge neon.
I signed Margot out and helped her grab her backpack. I walked her to her door, opening it and strapping her into her car seat. She smiled and clapped her hands. I walked over to my door and drove to the mall. Shalia asked "How was your day at school Margot"? Margot smiled and said " I made to new fends"! I asked "Who are they"? Margot giggled in her childish way "Mawey and Amanda". I smiled as we parked the car in the parking lot.
There were cars every where. A bus was parked in front of the mall, the side of it read as "1 Direction". I gasped and Shalia eyed me nervously. I said "My favorite band"! I walked in, Shalia and Margot following. There was a massive crowd in the center of the mall, near the fountain. I frowned and walked over to the guard. He eyed me, his arms were crossed over his chest. I asked "Sir, what's going on"? He replied "One direction are signing posters, pictures and performing in time square". My eyes widened and I mumbled "Thanks". I bought a poster and got into line. Margot and Shalia did the same. We waited at least twenty minutes before I saw his face.
I got into line, poster in hand. Margot next tom me, followed by Shalia. Nile Horan smiled when he saw me, his eyes lit up. I handed the poster to him, he wrote his name down. He asked "What's your name, love"? I stuttered "C-c-callison Mason, sir". He chuckled "You don't need to call me 'sir'". He slipped his number to me, with two tickets for the concert. My eyes widened and he winked. I moved to the next boy, Liam Payne. He smiled and asked "How are you today"? I smiled back, revealing white teeth. His eyebrow raised in a questioning manner and I replied "Good". He nodded and gave me the poster back. Our hands brushed and my ears began to pound. I moved on to the next boy, Harry Styles. He had curly brown hair. He winked when he saw me. I handed him the poster. He took t and asked "Are you going to the concert tonight"? I nodded and he eyed me before handing me the poster. I moved to the next boy. My favorite, Louis Tommilson. He smiled as I handed the poster to him. He asked "What's your name"? I said "Callison Mason". It seemed that his face drained of color as he gave it back to me. I frowned but moved to Zayn. He smiled and said "Hello". I replied "Your very talented, Zayn". He smiled "Thanks. Hope to see you tonight". He gave it back to me.
As soon as Shalia got off the line, the guards ushered everyone away. I sighed sadly, rembbering the look on Louis's face. I drove them home. Our mother told me to run to taco bell. I bought the food, put it in the car and sat down, on the ground. There, an old man grinned at me as he approached me. He grabbed my shoulder, I smacked him, he got angry and puntched me again. Warm liquid trickled from my eyebrow. My lip felt puffy. I tried to get awy, he grasped my arms and through me on the ground. Kickign me. I gasped for breath, my chest felt like it was collaping on me. I dragged myself away from him. He had broken my wrist, split my lip, cut open my eybrow, blackened my eye and left an assortment of marks on my face, arms and body. He puntched me and kicked me, evetually it all went black. I dont know how long I was out but when I wokeup, I struggled towards my car. Suddey footsteps echoed as a pair of shoes came into view of my left eye. The famillar voice said "There, there. I'll get you help. I promise." I looked up, into the face of Zayn Mallik. His face was twisted with concern. He knelted beside me, hand cupping my chin, he made me face him. I was in to much pain to register what he said. His brown concerned eyes became smoldering then concerned and he asked "Who did it?" I trembled, the fall's cold making me shiver. I couldn't see out of my right eye. Zayn stripped off his shirt, settiling it on me. I snuggled into it. Zayn settled beside me, pulling me close to him. I was sure I was blushing. He pulled out his phone "Carol, yeah it's Zayn. I need a ride. Where am I? Taco Bell, south side. Bring LT and Liam. Okay, see you when you get here." He closed the phone. He layed back aginst my car. I murmered "Why ...are you doing ..this?" Zayn sighed "I have my reasons. What's your name?" I shivered "Callison." He hugged me close, sniffing.
