Bad Girl Good Girl- A 1D Fanfic

Chapter 13- Trauma and Tears

Chapter 13- Trauma and Tears

-Taylor's POV-

The technicians managed to get us out safely and once we got back to our floor, we found a worried Zayn and Niall sitting back against the wall.

"Chill out losers, we just got trapped," I walked past them an into my hotel room.

"Tay?" I heard a voice say. I turned around and was face to face with the one and only Niall Horan. "What do you want Niall? I really need to pack or I"-

"I don't want you to share a hotel room with Zayn!" He blurted out, cutting me off from the middle of my sentence.

I gave him a puzzled look. "Why not?"

"Well, because you shouldn't," He looked at his feet and shifted uncomfortably. "I, I- never mind. I'm going to bed," He sped past me and left my standing with the same puzzled expression.

I guess I should finish packing. Sleeping is for the weak anyway.

*****

I woke with my head buried in my half packed suitcase and a loud knocking at my locked door.

"I'm awake!" I covered up and quickly shoved as much stuff into my bags as possible. "Just give me a sec, I am getting dressed!"

I zipped everything up and opened the door to see Niall only dressed in his sweats.

"I am ready," I breathed and pointed to the packed luggage.

"It's only five in the morning. I couldn't sleep," He replied and walked in. Well fuck.

"So I just rush-packed everything for no reason! Ugh!" I slouched to my bed and layed on it. I felt the other half weigh down and turned to see Niall's blue eyes.

"You know, you have your own bed for a reason," I raised my eyebrows at him. He nodded and closed his eyes.

"Then use it!" I hit him on his head with my pillow.

"No," He hit me back like the child he is.

Oh. It. Is. On. I grabbed the pillow and we ended up in a lethal pillow fight. "You don't know what you just started," I smirked and followed him around the hotel room.

*Knock Knock*

"Who is it?" I threw my pillow at Niall and went to answer the door. I came face to face with Bailey and began laughing.

"Slut alert!" I warned Niall and he ended up behind me.

"You're the one with the topless boyband member panting behind them. And keep it down would you! I am trying to sleep!" She complained in her annoying pitchy voice.

"Yeah, you really need your beauty sleep. Best you sleep for the next year," I laughed and she scoffed.

I slammed the door in her face, then walked to my bed and laying down. Once again I felt the dip next to me and I turned to face him.

"So, seeing as you wont leave me alone, I am going to take this opportunity to ask you why I can't share a room with Zayn. His face paled slightly and his eyes widened. Blue orbs staring intensely at me.

"Well, if you want the truth. I was going to ask to share with you again,"

The ceiling suddenly became interesting for him and I let out a loud laugh. "What?!" He turned back to me.

"Nothing, it's just, you are getting jealous over Zayn. Next thing you will be in love me," I joked again.

I rolled over and remembered Gemma and the promise I made to her. I promised her that my every thought would be of her, but look at me now, getting pissed all the time and clouding my thoughts with sleeping with guys. My breath hitched and I let a tear run down my cheek.