Life With One Direction

Chapter 25

"MARY!" I heard someone yell. "Mary wake up! Please! You've gotta help me!" the same voice then sobbed.

I sprung out of bed, realizing I was still snuggled up to Harry.

"Wuzzgoinon?" he rubbed his tired eyes.

"Zayn?" I asked as I rubbed my own.

"Em you've got to help me!"

"What happened, babe?"

"Tara won't talk to me!"

"Why?"

He didn't answer and tears fell from his eyes.

"Zayn what happened!" I exclaimed worriedly.

Louis handed me a bunch of magazines and newspapers without saying a word.

"Fuck."

I couldn't think of anything else to say. My mind couldn't make up any other words.

"Why?" I glared at Zayn.

"It was a mistake! I was drunk and... Now she won't talk to me! Please Em! Please help me out here."

My eyes went back to the front of one magazine to another and I quickly skimmed through the articles.

Headlines like 'Cheating Malik' 'Two Directions' and 'One Direction's Two Timing Bad Boy' threw themselves off the page and at my face.

I had a bad feeling last night and I knew this would happen! Why I didn't warn Zayn, I'll never know. This is all my fault.

"Guys the limo comes in an hour to take us to the airport..." Liam said with an uncertain voice.

"Go pack," I demanded them all, taking authority.

"But what about Tara!"

"Go pack! I promise you Zayn, I'll talk to her. We'll sort this out when we get home, just go."

Liam and Niall took him back to the hotel room they were sharing together and I hurriedly dumped my things in my bags.

"Em calm down!" Harry tried.

"I can't! My best friend just cheated on my other best friend! I can't fucking calm down!" I snapped at him.

He lowered his head and walked out of the room hurriedly, after the others.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, something of inherited from Lou, something we both do when things get stressful.

"That was a bit harsh, don't you think?" Louis asked me.

"What am I going to do, Lou?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"Don't worry about it, they'll sort it out themselves."

"I can't! What if they don't?"

"Then, you can interfere. Believe me we all love Tara and all you girls. If any guy hurts you, even if he's one of us, we'll be angry."

I sighed, knowing he's right.

"Come on. I'll take Harry's luggage down, we need to leave," he told me after a hug.

"It's okay, I got it."

"Em-"

"Please?"

"Fine."

The ride in the elevator was silent and when the doors opened, I could hear the screams of fans from outside the hotel.

Ignoring everyone else, I went straight to Harry.