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“Andy what-ever-the-hell-your-middle-name-is Samuels YOU HAVE SO MUCH EXPLAINING TO DO!!!!!” I was now in my flat dropping my bag and myself onto the couch.
“I promise that stain in the carpet was there when I got here.” His accent filled the room as he walked into the front area. He was wearing a towel and his hair was wet but pushed back. He looked like a model.
“A. That’s not what I was talking about. B. Drop that towel and your baby making material will be removed.” I gave him a stern look as he laughed and went into the room to put on clothes. I hope.
“Someone is in a bad mood. Something happen at the studio?” He walked in with jeans on but no shirt. Usually a girl would collapse at the sight but I’m used to it.
“Actually, it’s funny that you should ask that. I met a guy today. He said he knew you.” His expression changed from excited to worry as I talked. But he played it cool. Something was definitely up with him.
“Really? What was his name?
“Zayn.” This made him stop in his tracks as he headed to the kitchen.
“Last name?”
“Malik. Is there something you aren’t telling me because when I brought up your name he thought you were dead?” I looked at him with worried eyes as I sat on the bar stool. We were now face to face.
“Jane, you know that I love you right? And I would never do anything to hurt you. I need you to tell me something. Did he ask you out?”
“Yeah. Why? Andy, whatever it is you aren’t telling me has to come out now because you know how I feel about liars. Please just tell me. I promise I won’t judge you.”
I reached out to take his hand but took it back quickly.
“Andy, you’re burning up. What’s going on?”
He looked me in the eye. I could tell he was sweating. What was it he wasn’t telling me?
“Jane, back in London I did something. Something I’m not proud of and something that could have cost me my life. Jane, I love you so much so you have to promise me you won’t go out with him tonight.” He was sitting on the bar stool on the left of me holding my hand. He was serious but that doesn’t mean he had the right to tell me that little.
“If you tell me exactly why you don’t want me to go out with him I won’t. I promise.” He knew how seriously I took my promises but he still didn’t give in.
“Jane I can’t. I’m so very sorry but everyone has secrets. This one is one of mine. I wish I could tell you but I can’t. But please don’t go out with him tonight. Please.” A single tear left my eye. I wasn’t mad I was just hurt that we still had secrets. You would think that after two years you would know someone inside and out but I guess not.
“I have a date to get ready for. The guest bedroom is over there. And I hope you sleep well. I got up and went to my room with Andy hot on my tail.
“Jane please. You have to trust me. He-“ Before he could finish the door was in his face and I was getting ready for a night that would change my future forever.
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Please Remember Me A One Direction Fan Fiction
FanfictionA dark past. One true love So many things could go wrong when these two things collide. Jane Avenue had everything. A life, a dream and a best friend. But is fate plotting against her when she runs into pop sensation Zayn Malik in this suspenceful t...