Starstruck: A One Direction Love Story (Harry Styles/Ziall)

Foundation

Lyla POV

I can't believe I fell for it. I fell for his pop star bullshit. I can't believe I did that. I was just another groupie. I thought we were closer than that I thought we were seriously trying to take this somewhere. I don't understand what the fuck just happened. I reach my hotel room and I try to calm down. I think that I'll run in close the door connecting Niall's room to mine and then jump into bed and cry.

I quickly open my door and close the connecting door, it slammed a little bit harder than I expected so I jumped, but still headed straight for the bed. I heard knocking on the door, but I don't know which one and i don't care. I thought that he cared, but when I looked into his eyes all I saw was a cold stare. Followed by the lovely words, "I just, I can't" 

He should have known from the beginning whether or not he couldn't. Why? Just why? He led me to this point where he made it seem like he had feelings for me and then he dropped the ball. He just pretty much told me that this wasn't going anywhere. How can people manage to be so hot and cold? It doesn't make any sense to me.

I feel a pair of hands on me and I practically jump out of my skin turning to see Niall there. I raise my eyebrows and he responds, "Turns out if you don't lock your side I can get in even if the door is closed. Are you okay?"

"Fanfuckingtastic, thanks for asking how was dinner?"

"this isn't about me right now, what happened Ly?"

"Please don't call me that right now. I just can't handle it"

"What did he do?"

"He doesn't want me" I manage to whisper before the tears start to fall. The next thing I know, Niall has me gathered up in his arms carrying me to his hotel room. 

"I'm bringing you over here so Zayn and I can comfort you, plus he'd be more likely to bang on your door than mine."

He places me down on his bed and I watch Zayn come over with a concerned look on his face, "What happened?"

"I'm stupid, but in other news, you guys totally kissed" Zayn raised his eyebrows in surprise and Niall glared at me. 

"I hate you" he responds, getting into bed and pulling me into his chest. I'm still crying, but I am happy for Niall and Zayn.

"It's obvious you two like each other. You should just get together and make it happen"

"Are you seriously giving us love advice while crying over Harry?" Zayn asks.

"Yep, you should know me better by now. Gosh, it's been like a day Zayn" I reply jokingly.

He smiles at me and lays down beside me on the bed. "It's no wonder Niall loves you"

"Awe, thanks" I say while also recognizing how weird it would look if someone walking in right now. Niall is flat on his back and I have my head on his chest. Then Zayn has his head on Niall's arm with his hand wrapped around my stomach. This is so strange. It's all so strange. These boys were untouchable, yet very attractive pop singers before that meet and greet.

I only wish that I hadn't fallen for Harry and his stupid charm and those wonderful kisses. He didn't even follow me out. He just sat there and watched me leave. I don't know why I bothered at all with trying to get close to him. He's a player, a pop star, a single one who can fuck whoever he wanted, of course he wouldn't settle.

"Tell me what happened luv" Niall says rubbing his hands up and down my arm.

" We kissed and we got a bit hot and heavy, but we stopped because I think both of us were worried about using the other. Then we ate and talked and during dinner he bought up how weird our situation was and how awkward it was. I guess I should have seen where it was going from there, but we finished eating and he offers to watch a movie. I picked taken." I turn to give Niall a knowing smile and he just offers his hand up for a high five and I continue.