Moments (A Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinson fanfic)

Chapter Five

Vanessa's POV

                I woke up early the next day for my usual morning jog. I stopped by a newsstand to take a break and started going through the magazines. You gotta love the junk they write about celebrities these days. It always gets a laugh out of me. Back in America, Kim Kardashian would be pregnant every other week or Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart would become engaged frequently. Of course, it's not only magazines that do that. The internet, television, etc. are all sources of this. Anyway, as I was going through the magazine rack, something caught my eye. It was an issue of The Sun. So what was it about this specific magazine that had my full attention? Well, when your best friend is on the cover with that guy she's been talking to for days, obviously one cannot simply omit it. But it wasn't the fact that Melissa was on the cover with Louis; I've been expecting that to happen sooner or later since Louis is a celebrity. No, no, no. It was the fact that the magazine was talking SMACK about her.

                They had gone so far to even finding out her name and such! I guess word had gone out that Louis and that now ex of his had split up. What they said about Melissa was that she was the one that caused the break up between Louis and Eleanor (that was the name of his ex). Oh sure, the paps can snap a bunch of pics of Melissa and Louis and libel her, but they can't snap one or two pics of when this Eleanor chick was with another guy and let the pictures speak for themselves? Apparently not. I don't know if I even wanted to mention this to Melissa or not. Annoyed, I put back the magazine on the rack or else I would end up ripping it apart and having to pay for it. I went through the magazine rack again and grabbed a magazine to look at. On the cover, it had a picture of Adele with the headliner of "I'm pregnant!" (which was true). The magazine cover said it included profiles of each of the members of One Direction and, correct me if I'm wrong, that's the band that Louis is in. Alright, this should be interesting. I flipped through the pages until somewhere in the middle appeared the first profile: Louis. I skimmed through the facts. Flip to next page, next profile. It was some guy named Liam Payne. Okay, next profile; Harry? Well that kind of explains the friendship he has with Louis. I turned the page; Niall? Niall's in the band too? Strange.  It's starting to get hot out here. I took a long swig of water from my bottle. I remember Melissa saying that there are five members in all in this One Direction band. Going back the magazine, the final band member is; I immediately spit out my water. "OH MY GOD, I AM SO, SO SORRY!" The guy I spit my water out at was sympathetic and told me that it was fine and not to worry. I still felt bad, but what the actual fuck? This explains everything. Zayn Malik, the fifth and final band member of One Direction.

                No wonder he was acting so stupid the other day when I asked him what he worked as! I decided to buy the magazine and went running back to the flat. It wasn't hard to tell there was something on my mind because after I entered the flat and threw myself on the couch, Melissa, who was in the kitchen making waffles for herself, asked me what was wrong. I quickly hid the magazine underneath me. I didn't want to make myself look stupid by telling her that I just now found out about Zayn being in One Direction; she probably already knew. Looking for an excuse to tell her, I simply asked her this: "Have you checked your Twitter recently?" I didn't know what else to say and this was possibly the most stupid thing I could say. Now she's probably going to check her Twitter. No doubt she's got hate all over it, even if she's not Louis' girlfriend (yet). For Pete's sake, One Direction's a boyband! I remember when *NSYNC was still around, how vicious girls would be about them. I can't imagine on what level of danger One Direction's fans are. She made a face. "No... Why?" "Nothing! Nothing, absolutely nothing." I smiled uneasily at her. Great, now I definitely fucked up, so much for trying to hide it! "Okay..." she said suspiciously. Melissa turned back to her waffles. I hid the magazine under my arm. "I'm gonna go take a shower!" I said, scurrying to our room. I stuffed the magazine under my pillow and went to go get clothes so I could go take a shower.