Gotta Be You

Chap. 4

Chap. 4 POV: Jennifer

Well to sum it all up for you, well my date was uh, well it was pretty good. So far we went to some wonderful pasta place, we got kicked out though because we ate too much spaghetti. It wasn't my fault. The sign said all you can eat and trust me, I can eat a lot. After a good walk we reached... ICE CREAM!

Wow, I have never met some one so much like me, it was a bit scary. Niall was a little shy at first but he is better now. If we were ever to go out on another date I might die of sadness. I mean he's a nice guy, but I'm not going to let myself make a huge mistake, this is for publicity, he could just be acting.... I think I'll say this is our last date... because for now it is, I'll act like a good little puppet until someone forgets to lock the buses back window, and just like last time I escaped.  zip... there I go.  The End.

My story, my journey, my life, I will write and I will be myself no matter what. this band thing will not affect me I'm strong, like a rock. I will not change myself for some guy, he will have to accept me for me. I now stand on the top of a hill watching the sunset from the hood of my 1987 convertible mustang car.

As I watch the sun slowly disappear from the sky, I felt adrenaline come and a beat for a new song,  a song to tell the world I was strong, to tell the world I'm me and I'm not anyone else, a song that for the first time ever I would be be the main singer. The lines pumped through me and I ran. And in that one moment I was unstoppable, I was myself, loud, hungry, and most importantly..... Me. I ran and ran there was no one and nothing to stop me, so I ran and chased the sun.    

Then I tripped.

POV: Emma

My date was interesting. I mean I've heard of One Direction, and used to be pretty into them. But that was a while ago. I had to go out with Harry and in truths he's not half that bad, but he blew off our date to go football (soccer) with some boys.

Well... let's rewind a little bit. So we went to a nice Chinese place and tried to impress me by chugging a whole pitcher of water. I spent more of my date waiting for him to get out of the bathroom then I did actually talking with him. Later we went walking, and decided to go for ice-cream. At the ice-cream parlor we met Camille and Louis, also a bunch of Harry's football friends. So in the end Harry left with his buds and Camille left to go to get some extra practice. She's always worrying about her voice and how she looks. Oh well, that's just Camille for you. But that left me and Louis together.

We actually got on well. He's super nice and sooo.... cute!!! Seriously his eyes make me melt inside, I mean I'm not pretty, not that smart, and defiantly not in his league. But he's just sooo.. wonderful, and nice, and sweet, and perfect, and out of this world, and.....

POV: Camille

My date with Louis was pretty good. I mean he's not that great. Well actually nothing compared to Zayn. You know what I'm just going to skip all the way up to me leaving the ice-cream shop. Well, I left the small little ice-cream shop and drove over to the auditorium. I entered the auditorium from the normal guest entrances.

I ran down one of the isle's and up a set of stairs on the side of the stage. I stood there in the middle of the stage in an empty theater, microphone in hand. I started to sing and like in concert I let the music come from my heart and just let myself rock out to the music. Soon I found myself singing at full blast our hit song Days Drifting Away. I felt the song come pouring out, it was my favorite song that we sung and I knew it by heart. As I sung happiness filled me, the song brought me motion and life, I jumped around on stage like a teenager would do in her room when her favorite song comes on her radio.

Slowly as the song ended I started on our newest song that Jennifer had been working on. She called it Just Believe, it was a fast paced song that got everyone jumping up and singing along, adrenaline burst through me. At the end of the song I stood in the bright light of the theater embracing my life, my journey, and my story. Slowly as though coming from a far the sound of clapping rang from off stage the right wing.

I turned to find no one other than Zayn. That was that, we soon spent over 3 hours talking and singing. Then right then I knew there was something about Zayn I liked, no... loved, I just can't put my finger on it.