Fans to Friends to Fame -COMPLETED-

Chapter 17

Author's note: AYYYYYYYOOOOOO POTATOESS ! I really like calling you guys potatoes. I'm sorry if you find it offensive, but if you think about it ... potatoes are quality roots ! I honestly don't know if potatoes are considered vegetables. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I'm stupid. So you guys should really like fave this or comment and tell me what you think or some other crap like that. And don't ignore this and not comment, I know I have my readers ! there are 340 of you as of today ! and hopefully more to come ! again please follow my twitter @BeingBadAss1D_ i love talking to my followers and i almost have 200 of you when i only had this account for like two months ! SO YEAH JUST FREAKING COMMENT OR FAVE OR BECOME A FAN. i love potatoes ! #muchlove xx - Maddy <3

Dylan:

"IM COMIN HOME COMIN HOME TELL THE WORLD IM COMIN HOME LET THE RAIN WASH AWAY ALL THE PAIN OF YESTERDAY I KNOW MY KINGDOM AWAITS AND THEY'VE FORGIVEN MY MISTAKES IM COMIN HOME COMIN HOME TELL THE WORLD IM COMIN.... HOME." Niall and I scream in the living room. "Dylan you haven't even been to London !" Carly shouts from her bed. "I know, but the song works for everyone else besides us !" I yell back. "Alright, so we get to our flats and we have the rest of the day to settle in. Then tomorrow morning we have an interview and a concert in the afternoon." Liam walks in, panicking and packing the rest of his stuff nervously. "Yes, and then we have a concert in the morning and the afternoon the next day and then a photoshoot at night. After that we have three weeks of vacation. We know, L. Relax." I say putting my two hands on his two shoulders. He nods and walks out of the area again. "What are you guys talking about ? Concerts ? Interviews ? Photoshoots ?" Carly asks scratching her messy hair walking into the room. Niall and I exchange panicked glances. "Oh my god ! You guys are in a band ?!" She picks up a magazine that room service must have left in our room. On the front cover was a picture of the boys and I. "Yeah, the boys are in a band and I am just touring with them." I say. "I can't believe I didn't know this ! Oh my god this is so exciting !" Carly shouts. "I'm even more clueless than I thought I was." "No kidding." I reply sarcastically. "Oh, look ! It's my favorite DJ ! DJ MALIK DJ MALIK !" I shout at Zayn who had just walked in. I motion for him to come over here. If it wasn't for my crutches, I would have easily ran up to him and jumped on his back. "Morning !" He smiles, kissing me on the cheek. I know his smile is fake, he's just hiding his real emotions so Carly won't worry about anything. He cares so much for her, I feel like crying because she doesn't remember anything of how special her feelings are for him. "Good morning Zayn !" Carly smiles largely to him. He half smiles and then walks out of the room. "I don't think he likes me." Carly pouts. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I NEEDED to tell her about Zayn's feelings towards her. "He doesn't like you. In fact he lo-" I then feel a hand come over my mouth. "Loaths you ! Yupp, absolutley hates you." Niall finishes my sentence. Carly grows a frown and then I bite Niall's hand. "Ow !" He shouts, whipping back his hand. "You taste like chicken." I giggle, hugging him tightly. "Well, he eats it enough." Carly smirks. "Wait, how did you know I eat chicken ? I didn't eat any yesterday." He asks. "Are you sure ?" She asks back. "Positive." Carls just looks at him confused, and then shakes it off as she walks out of the room. "Eeep ! She's starting to remember stuff !" I shriek. Niall just smiles and kisses my forehead. "C'mon let's get ready to leave." He says pulling my arm and dragging me into the room we shared.

Cat:

The airport was big, as usual. I don't like big places, they come off as a threat to me, but I feel safe with Harry near me. I turn my head to the right where my beautiful Hazza was. He was wearing a Jack Wills hoodie and Ray Banz sunglasses along with the other lads. His left hand was interlocking fingers with my right hand, and I love the way he held his grip. Everytime someone would eye us, his grip would tighten, about ready to protect me and whenever he felt we were safe, he loosened his grip, but still held my hand with caution. No words can describe how much I love him. He's been such a great mate to my brother, an amazing boyfriend, and I am absolutly certain he will be the most grand father. Speaking of the baby, he begins to kick and I begin to smile. Harry notices and then gives my stomach a quick kiss. He says I have this extremely bright smile that's different from the others, whenever the baby does something. Nobody else notices, but he does.That, for me, is a sign that he really cares and that he is excited for this baby. It couldn't make me more happier to see that he's excited. "Ugh ! I hate security !" Dylan whines. She leaned on Niall all this time with her arms wrapped around Niall's waist. They don't allow her crutches on the plane, and she didn't want the wheel chair, so she decided she will be better off with leaning on to Niall. She says it doesnt really hurt to ealk or run, because she had her surgery on the middle of her leg. He had his arm on her shoulder the whole time, too. My god, they were so adorable. I turn my attention to Carly, who I was expecting to be hooking arms with Zayn's, is walking side by side with my brother, Lou. It annoyed me that she wasn't with Zayn. Wait, they didn't necessarily 'break up' .... So would that be considered as 'together' ? I don't know. This is all just confusing the bloody hell out of me.