You Owe Me (Little Mix Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

The meet and greet went fine, well, as fine as could be expected with the four of us internally freaking out. Luckily 'Inconnu' gave us a break while we were in the meet and greet, mainly because we didn't take our phones with us...

For the hour we were in there we were normal again. Even though there were plenty of people we didn't know there, we felt safe. Like nothing could hurt us. We were finally able to breathe, to laugh to smile. It felt nice, calming... we felt free. We said goodbye to the fans as we got told that we had to leave. There were lots of sighs and groans, and most of them probably came from us, we didn't want to go back to our phones...

We left, after being almost dragged out, and went back to our dressing room, with much malcontent. Once we were outside the door we heard someone's phone blowing up and we just hoped that it was one of our boyfriends. I shuddered at the thought of Inconnu blowing up our phones, but I accepted it as a possibility.

The other girls pushed me through the doorway, not wanting to be the first ones through. I found my phone, and it was mine that was blowing up with messages, but I was surprised by the content.

It was about 500 messages from a freaking out Zayn who was making absolutely zero sense. Nada. Zip. Zero. None. He kept going on about how 'none of its true' and how 'not to believe everything the media says' then there were about half of them telling me to answer my 'goddamn phone'.

I was so confused. What was he rambling on about? I was about to ask the others and saw them with looks of people who have been hiding something from me. I walked over to Jade, who is usually the least stubborn, and stuck my hand out in front of me expectantly. She looked at it for a few seconds, then stared at my face for a few seconds, then sighed in defeat and walked to fetch something out of her bag.

She came back with a news article with the headline saying that Zayn was cheating on me. I felt my cheeks heat up and a fire in my throat getting ready to yell at someone. I mean, how dare they accuse Zayn of cheating on me? I don't know how idiots come up with this stuff. Leigh put a hand on my shoulder,

"I get that your mad at him but-"

I cut her off, I wasn't mad at him.

"Do you really think that I'm mad at him when he's just spent the last hour blowing up my phone to tell me it's not true? I know he wouldn't cheat on me, for goodness sake, he's getting married to me soon. So I'm not mad at him, I'm mad at the idiot who wrote the article, who has the guts to tell straight lies about someone else's life. I'm mad at the person who published the article, knowing it was lies. I'm just mad in general."

While I was ranting, Jade was on the verge of tears and she walked out of the room, with her phone in hand. I made a mental note to apologise once I calmed down.

I was pretty sure I said that without taking a breath, so once I finished I took a well deserved long gulp of air. I felt like a weight was off my shoulders once I finished ranting. It was nice. I quickly pulled out my phone and texted him saying that I believed him and that he didn't need to worry. Once I realised that I probably looked like an idiot and a jerk for snapping at Leigh I turned around to apologise, but when I did I saw the two of them staring open mouthed at Jesy's phone. I didn't know what they were looking at but I knew it wasn't good.

I heard a beep erupt from my hand and I looked at it. It was from a blocked number and it said,

"Oh, you didn't like my news article? Still you didn't need to call me an idiot."

I gasped and almost dropped my phone in shock. How did they know that I was just ranting about the article? How did they even know I'd read it? How was it even possible? I go to show the others but they quickly hide Jesy's phone. I'm wise to it and walk around behind them and grab it off her. I unlock it (don't ask why or how I know her password) and there was a video that she had been sent. I clicked on it and watched it. It was angled from the roof and it was of me ranting,