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looked up at him, waiting for an answer. He hesitated, but then finally said something.
"Well, uhh, you're kinda staying in my room for the time being" He answered sheepishly and looked down at me. I felt the heat in my cheeks, and I looked away from him instantly, but nodded.
"We just don't want you alone, in case you need something, and well we are hitting the road soon, so I suggested you stay in one of our rooms" He added as he opened the room.
I didn't even look around. I wasn't sure what to say or do at the moment. I know I can talk to Zayn, but it's still a bit weird to be here with them. But I do need to ask if I can go to my grandmother's house before they take everything out, and before we leave.
"Well you can take the bed, I'll be on the other side of this wall" he pointed to a wall, "Sleeping if you need anything. The bathroom is through that door, and food is somewhere over there. You can put your stuff where ever you want" He said as he pointed to all the different places. Then he stood there awkwardly, and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well I guess that's it, we have to be up and ready by 8 for rehearsal. And well, the guys assume you'll be coming, you are right?" Zayn asked with his eyes full of hope that I will agree. I bit my lip. I wasn't sure if walking around with One Direction was such a good idea, especially since I still look pretty beat up. I can hide in a hoodie yes, but once they see a hooded girl, everyone will be itching to find out who I am.
"Zayn I don't think tha-" He cut me off.
"No one will see you, promise. We all leave at different times, we go through the back, and we jump into the van like we did today. no one ever sees us. See you in the morning Zayinda" He says and then turns and walks away without me ever really agreeing to go.
I guess I really didn't have a choice in the matter.
I slowly sat down on the bed, and opened up the back pack, but right when I pulled out a book, there is a knock at the door. I sit, not sure if I should even answer it, but then I hear Zayn coming and he smiles and goes to check who it is.
"Here you go, I forgot I had it" I hear an Irish accent that can only belong to Niall.
"Thanks, I wouldn't be able to change her bandages without this. See you in the morning Ni" Zayn says and Niall leaves. Shutting the door behind him, Zayn comes back into view with the bag Maria gave them with everything I need.
"We just have to change the one on your head right now, since Maria changed the others before we left" Zayn said as he started to search for what he needed in the bag. I nodded and started to remove the one that was on my head. He had to clean it first, then bandage it. I took it off and stared at the blood stained white gauze. It was only spots here and there, but it still bled. Maria said that it was only because I kept forgetting I had stitches and I would pull at the bandage and pulling at the wound under.
"I see you keep forgetting" Zayn says with a smile as he starts to clean the gash on my head, I whisper a yes and he finishes cleaning me up and bandaging me up in silence.
"There you go, all better. You get your stitches out once we get to our next venue. So not too long with them, looks a lot better" He says and I just nod.
"Alright, well I'll see you in the morning. Good night Zayinda" He says, and again it takes me awhile to get used to them calling me that. I don't want to correct them and call me Cora like everyone else knew me, how he called out to me. I need to get used to it. I whisper a goodnight to him and he leaves me again. I hear the TV get turned on, and at a low volume and he turns out the light.
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