As soon as I got home, reality hit me. I stood before the door before actually opening it, just thinking about everything. Thinking about if this was the right choice, or if he'd tell me he'd like me back. How was I going deal if I got rejected? What if it gets awkward during the tour? Or what if he refuses to associate with me? Even as a friend. How am I gonna deal with the hate I'm gonna recieve? Or worst of all, how am I gonna feel after I tell him? How is he gonna feel? He probably won't even consider me, I'm just a girl who sings on YouTube and he's a huge popstar. But Here it goes, I'm gonna tell him how I feel.
"Here it goes" I mumbled to myself, as I was rummaging through my purse to find my key
"Who are you talking to" Harry chuckles as he swings the door open.
"Myself Harry, who else? Do you see anyone around me"
"Woah Ms.Sarcasm"
"Well I'll talk to you later! I have to talk to someone" I said as I ran upstairs, trying to avoid his gaze, or all the questions he was going to bombard me with
I knocked on Zayns door, "Zayn OPEN YOUR DOOR" I yelled over his music
He stumbled over, and I swear I heard a crash
"Did you fall?" I asked him as he opened up the door,
"Kind of, come in"
I stepped into his room and plopped on the green chair that was in the corner of his room. The only corner that wasn't full of clothing
"What's up babe" He asked, propping himself in front of me
"Zayn, how do I tell someone I like them. Even if I know he doesn't like me"
Zayn chuckled a bit, "Well I'm really shy, so I'd give them clues, just to kind of hint that I like her, but you're a bit more outspoken"
"What's that suppose to mean"
"It means that you should just tell him, take the risk babe. It's worth it. I know you'd rather know that the guy you like knows you like him than to be stuck in a situation where you'll never know how he feels. It's better to let your feelings out, and let him know. Say what's on your mind, and let him know exactly how you feel. Don't keep your feelings bottled up! And you know, he might like you back. So there's always a 50 percent chance, and just take the risk babe. Better to take it and feel better about knowing you told him, instead of not taking it and seeing him happy with someone that could have been you" he shrugged and smiled.
"Thanks Zayn, mind playing in a scenario with me? Just so I can try to see if I can blurt it out?" I asked, looking down incase he said no
"Of course babe!" He sprang up, grabbing and pulling me up with him.
"Okay. Listen. I like, really like you, and even if you don't like me back, I want to tell you that I do. Even if you don't fancy me, I'd like you to know that. For two weeks I have, and yeah."
As soon as I finished, the door burst open.
Harry was glaring at Zayn, his eyes looked like he was fuming. Niall and Liam both looked confused.
"It's nothing" Zayn said turning his head towards them, "I was helping her and giving her advice"
'I'm gonna text you' I mouthed to Liam as I pulled my phone out and began typing a message
I swear its nothing he was helping me plan how I'm gonna tell HIM i swear x
I quickly sent the text to Liam and put my phone away. As soon as I looked up, Niall and Harry were gone.
