Breakup Plan

Chapter 5: Boys, Boys, Boys,

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****Zayn’s POV****

I was lying in bed when I heard my door creak open. I put my glasses on and peered over my laptop to see a pair of emerald eyes staring at me.

“Are you awake?” Amelie whispered as she came in wrapped up in a blanket. She shut the door quietly and flashed me a grin.

“No, I’m asleep,” I replied and she rolled her eyes sitting next to me in the huge bed.

“Why are you up?” I asked scrolling through Twitter. She shrugged as she leaned to look at the screen.

“I can’t sleep, I have really bad insomnia. Didn’t Louis tell you guys anything about me?” she laughed and I shook my head as I pulled up a new tweet.

“No, he honestly didn’t tell us much. I guess he wanted us to get to you know ourselves,” I smiled at her at I sent the tweet.

“Do you have a Twitter?” I asked looking at her bored face.

“I’m a nineteen year old girl, obviously I have a Twitter,” she replied with a sarcastic eye roll.

“What’s your username?” I asked as she pulled the computer from my lap. She typed in her username and showed me her page.

“You don’t have many followers, I figured you’d have more followers being Louis’s stepsister and all,” she began to laugh with a head shake.

“Nobody even knows besides my family and you guys that I’m his stepsister. I don’t go by Tomlinson in public. I mean, I want my own personal Twitter, not one that’s being blown up by thousands of teenage girls. That’s why Louis doesn’t follow me,” she replied playing with the stray strings on her blanket.

“You make a good point,” I replied quietly. I wanted to follow her so bad, but I knew she wouldn’t want that.

“You can follow me if you want Zayn, I figured after I got here that I’d have to give up on hiding. It’s going to be hard to tweet anyways without mentioning you guys,” she gave me a small smile as my cursor lingered over the follow button. She laughed and clicked it for me.

“Don’t post anything embarrassing about me,” she spoke wagging a finger at me. I nodded with one hand on my heart, and the other raised in the air. She smiled and took a deep breath.

@Amelie_T is preventing me from going to sleep ): off for the night, goodnight guys. Love you all :) xx.

Amelie’s phone vibrated as she read my tweet. She punched my arm lightly as she yawned.

“I’ll leave then,” she laughed as she stood up. I sighed quietly, not really wanting her to go, but I wasn’t going to stop her.

“See you tomorrow,” I whispered as she opened my door. She gave me a small wave with a beautiful smile as she slowly shut the door.

****Amelie’s POV****

I woke up early, but I wasn’t tired for some reason. I pulled my hair back and headed downstairs to where, no surprise, nobody was awake yet. I went into the kitchen and was surprised to find Niall already awake.

“Niall? You’re up?” I asked seeing him shoveling in eggs, toast, and bacon.

“I was hungry,” he mumbled with a mouthful of food. I laughed going over to the cabinet and pulling out a package of oatmeal.

“Ew, oatmeal?” Niall asked as I started to make it. I laughed and looked at him.

“Yeah? I thought you ate anything edible,” I replied and he looked down at his almost empty plate. I smiled as I took it over to the table and sat down. My phone rang. I smiled seeing it was Phillip.

“Hello? Hi Phil!” I squealed as he answered.

“How was your night with the Zayn kid?” he asked with a dry, meaningless tone. I felt my mouth go dry and my hands start to shake.

“I didn’t do anything Phil, I just couldn’t sleep, and you know I get sleepy after I just talk to someone for a while,” I replied quickly as tears filled my eyes. Niall was looking at me concerned, but I shook my head in assurance.

“You could’ve called me Amelie,” he replied with a disapproving tone.

“I know, I should have. I’m sorry Phil, I love you,” I whispered wiping the edges of my eyes. I heard him sigh and I held my breath.

“I’m sorry for getting upset, I love you too,” he replied softly and I sighed relieved as my heartbeat started to return to normal speed again. We talked for a few more minutes before we hung up. I set my phone down and let my head lay on the table. I saw Liam, Louis, Harry, and Zayn staring at me from the hall and I groaned.

“Who in the world was that?” Louis asked slamming into the chair next to me. I smiled slightly as I went back to my oatmeal.

“Phillip,” I replied cheerfully. Louis shook his head and sighed.

“He seems a little too protective of you…don’t you think?” Zayn called out from behind Louis. I was angry at them for assuming crap about Phillip. He was just worried, and he missed me.

“You guys are just jealous of Phil! He loves me, and misses me. He’s just worried about me being in a house full of immature teenage boys,” I snapped right in Zayn’s face as I stomped up the stairs. Phillip definitely didn’t have to worry about me hooking up with any of the boys. I’d be stupid to ever get with one of them.