Go For The Gold

Alone

Layla's P.O.V

What happened? Why did she call them? I turned to face the guys. "What are we going to do?" I asked and Zayn held up a finger. "Not we, you" he said and I stuck out my tonuge like a little kid. "Ok so what am I going to do?" I asked.  "How are we supposed to know?" Niall asked and I rolled my eyes. "Well when I came down to eat breakfast, all of you were in a heavy conversation" I said and leaned against the table. They exchanged nervous glances and looked at the ground. "Well" I said and Liam looked up. He jumbled a bunch of words together. "What" I asked and walked towards him, glaringg straight into his brown eyes. "Well uh, Tom went to the loo and well, uh Natalie said she was going to call them later and well, tell them to back off" he said and quickly looked away from my hard stare. I looked away and I felt all the color drain from my face. My mouth dropped open. I cant believe she did that. I ran to my phone and typed in Sam's number. No answer. I texted him and called Tom. No answer. Still no text back from Sam. Nor Tom. I sat down on the couch, and threw my head in my hands. I felt the salty tears fall down my face and fall on my lap. I felt two arms wrap around me and I cried into his chest. "Shh Layla" I heard Zayn say. I smiled at how he actually cares about me. Never thought he did. But I continued to cry into his chest that was now drying from the water I had splashed on him. She pushed away them because she probably didnt think I could do it on my own. I cried harder knowing that I will probably never talk to them again because they probably thought I was concided and only cared about myself.

Sam's P.O.V

It's killing me not to answer her but Natalie said not too. I guess Tom tried to put up a fight because she sounded really angry when I answered. I was ordered to to look, talk or see her until after they play. I felt like crying. Not even comunicate with Layla? Impossible. I've always talked to her, even if we were 5,000 miles apart. And even if our parents told us to stop, we still talked. No one is stopping me from talking to her.

Tom's P.O.V

Why couldnt I talk to Layla. Oh ya thats right, because that bitch Natalie told me not too. But I guess its for the best of Layla and I so we can focus on our goals. Even though i already finished but Natalie would probably kill me on the spot.

Layla's P.O.V

A few days alter and still no word from either of them. Natalie was all happy because she thought I did good, but I only did that so I can see Sam and Tom. That day I was just sitting in my room, throwing my sighned baseball up and down. I groaned when it landed on my stomach. "LAYLA" I heard a sing songy voice yell as they opended up my door. "What do you goons want?" I asked. I was moody lately because thoses two boys brightened up my day. "Goons?" Liam asked as they sat on my bed. "Yes now what do you want" I snapped and Harry put up his hands in defense. "Moody lately?" he asked and I groaned. "yes, thank you Captin Obvious" I snarled and they all laughed. How could they be happy? "No but seriously what do you all want" I said and looked around at them. "7pm. Put something nice and casual on" Niall said and they walked out. What's that supposed to mean. I almost reacted but I was way to tired to fight. I was up all night thinking about them. Do they hate me? My eyes fluttered shut and my breathing steadied. I woke up at 6:30. I groaned and rolled out of bed. After steading myself I walked to my closet. I forgot what I was going to wear so I just grabbed something. I ended up grabbing a white jumper with a read crystalised heart in the center, black skinny jeans, neon yellow platform pumps, then ran to my makeup. I just put on my typical eyeliner and mascara with a peach lip color. I also went a got a Parker Blue Eternity Scarf, nude color earrings and bracelet. I brushed out the knots and snarls in my hair and pinned back my somewhat bangs with an off white bow with navy polka dots. I didnt look bag. I quickly painted on a nail design with my pink nail polish with blew dryed them with my hair dryer. At 7 I heard a knock on.... my window. Actually several knocks. Wait those are pebbles. I walked cautiosly over too the window and opened the lock. I flung it open and saw no one. "Layla down hear" a familiar voice said. I couldnt quite figure out who it was but anyways I took off my heels and held them as I turned around and locked my window. The breeze sent shivers down my spine annd my jaw chattered. "Here catch" I said and threw my heels off the roof. Luckily the figure caught them. I sighed as I walked down the roof. Oh but clumsy me is just so stupid so I slipped and screamed as I fell. I landed on this person and I looked at them.

"Hey Layla" he said

I cant believe it....

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