Im One Directions Body Guard? [A1DFanfic]

Dont Get Sad, Get Glad

[Sendra)

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"Sup everyone!" I shout.

It's noon and I'm super hungry.

"Hey Sendra!" everyone mutters.

"Well it seems like nobody's in a good mood."

"Sorry its just that we're tired." Liam mutters.

"Alright. Sure..... Your "Tired". Give me an hour and I'll make each and everyone's day better." I grab my phone and keys and run out the door. "See you later everyone. Be back soon. "

I walk my way to the market. Time to brighten up everyone's day.

**

I check everything that I bought. I managed to get home with everything and surprisingly everyone's asleep. Aren't they lazy?

Its our day off though. I smile as I glance at everything.

A bunch of Nandos for our lucky leprechaun. Its all for him and then we have some pizza for everyone else with some cokes.

Bought Louis some carrots and a bunch of things carrot related. Stuffed carrots. Things food related. Things like that.

Bought Liam some toy story stuff. A huge cake with toy story and then there's some places of things the lads like. Carrots, tattoos, food (for Niall) and cats.

Then I got him the movie of toy story in 3D. He'll love that.

Zayn..... I got him some new hair products and some mirrors. Stuff that he likes.

Harry..... I really didn't know what to get him so I got him some cats? not real of course but yeah.

I set everything up. The decorations are cute. Carrots , anti spoon posters, Nandos, Tattoos, and cats are everywhere with balloons. Colorful ones. Can't forget the streamers can I.

**

There..... Everything is set up. Now time to wake the lads.

Niall's the first one out.

"Is that Nandos!" He yells running towards the food.

"Is that carrots?" Louis screams as he comes out.

"Is that Toy story?" Liam asks in disbelief.

"Is that cats!" Harry shouts.

I laugh. The lads are so crazy. I wait a few minutes for Zayn. Where is he?

Everyone hasn't noticed. I head to his room and knock.

"Zayniee?" I walk in. He's awake but he's crying. I dash and rip out the phone out of his hands.

He's on twitter. I read all the things said about him. And their not pretty.

He doesn't even fight for it. That's how bad it is.

I take the phone and put it in my pocket.

"Zayn? Wanna talk?" I ask sitting on the bed beside him.

"I-I can't believe a-all the hate I get. I didn't do anything wrong. " he croaks out.

"Zayn. Look. Those things are not true. There nothing to it. Look. Please don't believe them. There not true. Anyone can hate on you because you got it all..."

He looks at me confused.

"You got it all Zayn. You got the looks. That's creepy for me to say cause your my cousin but that's not the point.... You got the girls. You can have any girl you want. That doesn't mean anything but any girl would be lucky to have you. You got the money that people wished that they had. Now don't get me started on your singing. There's a lot I could say." I pause taking a breath. "Look. People are going to hate no matter what you do. You have to live life the way you want too. Because at the end who's going to be there? The haters? Or you? If you want, you can always delete your twitter but think about all the good tweets. Those are the ones that should keep you going. Not the haters. Now when your ready, come out and enjoy what I planned. Later we're going out to make you feel better. Alright?" He slightly nods wipping his tears. "Anyone can be haters. Just look at the positives. "