One Direction To My Heart (One Direction)

Chapter 16

"Guys!" Niall walks in the room eating a bag of chips. "Simon called." He plops down on the couch next to Zayn. "He has a car waiting for us downstairs. We are going to go to rehearsals."

"We'll stay here until your concert." Megan snatches the chips out of Niall's hand.

Harry stands up. "We'll have Simon send you a car at six."

Six? It's only three now. We have plenty of time to get ready. "Okay." I agree. "We'll see you guys soon."

The guys grab their things and leave the room. I keep my eyes on the tv. Megan glances over at me then looks away. A few seconds later, she does it again. Is there something on my face? She stares at me again. What is she doing? If she does it again I'll ask. Megan glances at me before looking away.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" I turn to face her.

Megan looks at me. "What are you talking about?"

"You keep looking over at me. Is there something on my face?" I ask putting the TV on mute.

She shakes her head and smiles. "Are you ever going to date Liam?"

"What?"

Megan sighs and sits up straight. "You and Liam! You're practically a couple already. I've seen you hold hands a few times and he is constantly around you. Did you see how protective of you he was at the airport? It was so cute!" She gushes.

I stand up and head for the room I put my luggage in. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Megan runs after me. "Liar! You two would be perfect for each other!" She studies my face for a few seconds. "What's holding you back? Is it Douchebag? Liam isn't like that."

"I know that." I run a hand through my hair. "Taylor just made me scared to fall for someone else."

"Taylor is a completely idiot. You don't need him." Megan states.

"I don't want him anyways." I comment truthfully.

"Good. You deserve better. Like Liam!" She giggles. "Give him a shot. Just one date."

"Okay." I agree.

Megan let's out a small squeal. "Promise?" She holds out her pinky.

I interlock pinkies with her. "I promise. Now, what's going on with you and Mr. Styles?"

Megan turns bright red. "We should probably get ready." She grabs her suitcase throwing it on the bed.

Oh no, she doesn't. We talked about Liam. We get to talk about Harry. I jump on her suitcase before she can open it. "Are you ever going to give him a chance?" I imitate her.

"Can you get off my suitcase?" She crosses her arms.

"Sure. Are you going to tell me about you and Harry?" I cross my arms at her.

"There's nothing going on." She waves her arms in the air.

"Are you kidding me? You hold hands all the time! I see the looks he gives you. Give him a shot. Just one date." I repeat what she said to me.

"I need to change." She pushes me back on the bed. I land on my back. Megan unzips her suitcase and opens it.

I lam my hand down on it keeping it closed. "If I'm going on a date with Liam, you have to go with Harry."

Megan stares at me for a few seconds. She's going to give in. I know she wants to go out with Harry. I'm her best friend. I'm supposed to know these things.

"Fine. One problem, though."

My eyebrows scrunch together. "What?"

"How are we going to get them to ask us?" Megan crosses her arms again.

Crap. I didn't think about that. "I'll take care of it." I promise. "Can you pick an outfit for me tonight? I don't know what to wear."

Megan face brightens. "Of course!" She grabs my luggage and throws it on the bed. She unzips it and starts going through my clothes.

I sit on the edge of the bed waiting. Megan loves to pick my outfits out for me. I always thought she should be a fashion stylist.

"Skirt or skinnies?" She holds up a black skirt and red skinny jeans. Where did she get that skirt? It definitely wasn't in my clothes.

I point to the skinny jeans. "Skinny jeans."

Megan nods and tosses them at me. She continues digging through our clothes looking for a shirt. I strip out of my other jeans and pull these on. She throws a white v-neck at me next. I start to pull it on when she tosses a black vest at my head. I manage to catch it before it hits me.

"Shoes. Shoes. Shoes?" Megan taps her chin. She grabs a pair of black Chuck Taylor's and hands them to me. Good thing she didn't throw them. That would have hurt. "I'm curling your hair."

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Two hours later and Megan finishes. My red hair is in small curls resting on my shoulders. She gave me very little make up to finish the look. I think I look a bit much for just going to a concert. Oh well. I really like this outfit.

"Okay, give me thirty minutes to get ready!" Megan rushes to the bedroom.

My phone starts ringing and I answer on the third ring. "Hello?" I should have looked at the called ID.

"Tori? Are you on your way?" Liam's voice comes through.

"Not yet. Megan is getting ready." I walk in the kitchen to the fridge.

"The car should be there by now. It left ten minutes ago." Liam says.

I grab an apple juice out of the fridge. "Okay, we'll be there in fifteen."

"Try to avoid the paparazzi!" Louis shouts in the background.

"Could you bring some Tylenol?" Liam asks.

"Why?" I sit down on the couch.

"Zayn doesn't feel that good."

Awh. Poor Zayn. I hope he can still perform. "I'll bring it. See you soon." I hang up.

"Who was that?" Megan strolls out of the bedroom putting earrings in.

"Liam. The car is here." I stand up.

Megan is wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a red long sleeved shirt. She has a cute pair of black flats on her feet. Cute and simple.

"Let's go then." Megan grabs her phone.

We ride the elevator downstairs to the lobby. Just like David said earlier, the paparazzi were completely gone. Probably at the concert already. When we walk outside, there is a guy in a black and white uniform waiting for us. The ride there was pretty quiet. I was admiring London the entire way there. It's so beautiful. I'm so lucky to be here.

The car stops in front of the building the concert is going to be at. The driver opens the door for us and the paparazzi try to get a good shot. Megan and I walk up to the entrance together ignoring the flashing lights. Questions are being thrown at us in every direction. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to this.

Fans are all over the place holding One Direction posters. A lot if them are wearing 1D shirts. Some are homemade and some are bought from stores. There are mostly girls in the crowds. These boys sure are popular.

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AUTHOR'S Note:

I have uploaded a lot today. This chapter was mostly a filler. I needed a chapter before the concert. The next chapter will be very good. Should be uploaded tomorrow.

Thank you to everyone that has become a fan, liked my stories, and commented on them. I love when people comment on my stories.