I'm Torn Between Three (One Direction Love Story)

Chapter 9. A Troubled Busy Bee

Dev's POV:

A sudden burst of energy hit my body. My eyes opened and sat up from the couch. I blinked a couple times and checked my phone. It was 7:30. A very early time for me for sure. I stood up and walked out the room to mine. I entered and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After a quick shower, I hopped out and wrapped a towel around. I blow dried my hair, put alittle bit of makeup on and went to my suitcase to find what to wear. I got out some casual wear and went back into the bathroom. I wore my dark wash denim skinny jeans with my RAMONES t-shirt and black cardigan. I slipped on my black combat boots and grabbed my laptop and guitar. I walked back to the boys room and quietly shut the door. I put my laptop and guitar down and quickly braided my long hair to the side leaving my bangs to flop to the side of my forehead and eye. I grabbed my beanie that was on the loveseat and put it on letting it slouch behind my head. I started up the coffee maker and opened my laptop. I went on my youtube account that I never used and then I opened up to the camera on my laptop and put it on the little kitchen table. I turned on the light and grabbed my guitar. I adjusted the camera where you can see my face and the guitar. I don't even know why I'm doing this. There was just something saying when I woke up, that I needed to do this now. I took a sip of my coffee before I could start. I started to record. I inhaled deepily and said, "This is a cover of You're Beautiful by James Blunt. Hope you like it." I smiled and gave a thumbs up. I started to sing my heart out with as much passion as I could ever give. Well, whenever I sing I do that. I ended the song and looked straight in the camera and said, "I hope you enjoyed it. This is my first ever cover on here. So yeah. Rate, comment, and subscribe. And please no rude comments. That will be greatly appreciated. And yeah. Bye and I'll see ya soon. Caio." I waved at the camera and ended the recording. A smile came on my face. And I started another video. "Hi guys. I'm going to be doing a another cover of What Makes You Beautiful. Enjoy." I gave a thumbs up. I started to strum the guitar and sing in a different harmonization. I ended the song and said, "Hope you liked it. Please rate, comment, subscribe. And please no hateful or rude comments. That will be very much appreciated. Yeah, ermmm...bye and see ya soon. Caio lovelies." I ended recording. I did covers of many songs like, I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz, Love Me For Me by Cher Lloyd, Isn't She Lovely by Stevie Wonder, Hey There Deliah by Plain White T's, I'm Yours by Jason Mraz, A Team by Ed Sheeran, Accidental by Olly Murs, Just Smile by Olly Murs, Love Story by Taylor Swift, Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran, Kiss Me Slowly by Parachute, and the last song that I'm going to sing right now is Moments. "Hi guys. It's me again, Dev. This is my last cover for some time. I'm going to sing Moments by One Direction. Enjoy." I gave a thumbs up. Even though, it pains me to sing this song because it reminds me of alot of bad things that happened to me I'm still going to do it. I began to sing and by the time I was finished, one tear ran down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away and looked into the camera. "I hope you liked it. Please rate, comment, and subscribe. No hateful or rude comments please. That would be appreciated. Ermm...yeah. Bye and see ya soon. Have a wonderful day. Caio lovelies!" I said waving to the camera. I ended the recording and shut my laptop. I put my guitar on the little table and went back to the living room. I looked to the side of the area and saw the boys except Harry in shock. I got scared and jumped back alittle. "Do you like scaring me? Geez." I said holding my heart trying to control my breathing. They didn't say a word. "Did you hear all of that?" I asked rubbing my arm anxiously. "Yeah..." Louis said. I sighed and sat on the loveseat in front of them. "I don't get how you think you're a terrible singer. You are incredible." Liam said. "How much did you hear?" I asked. "Just our song why?" Zayn asked. "Oh nothing. So you really honestly think I'm good?" I asked. They all nodded. "But I'm not as good as all those singers out there." I said. "Yes, you are Dev! You are even better than them." Niall said a little bit frustrated. "Then how come I'm not a big artist like you guys?" I asked going up to them. They gave me an 'Are You Serious?' look. "For one, you think you are terrible at singing. Two, you never want to audition no matter how much we bug you about it. And three, you don't have coinfidence in yourself." Louis said in an obvious tone. He was right and had a point. "You're right. I'll audition." I said shaking my head. They all erupted in cheers. Zayn took me in a big hug and spinned me around. I giggled and squealled. He put me down and I got my balance. "What are you guys doing up so early?" I asked. "We have an interview at 10 and right now its 9." Niall said. I nodded in understandment. "What time did you get up?" Louis asked. "Heh 7:30." I said rubbing my neck anxiously. They furrowed their eyebrows at me. "Just to sing?" Liam asked. "Ermm...yeah kind of." I said. "Oh, we have a surprise for you." Liam said looking at his phone. "What?" I asked giving a toothy grin. "You have to go with us to the interview and photoshoot." Liam said. The boys cheered while I wrinkled my nose. "I don't want to go." I said crossing my arms over my chest. "C'mon Dev. It's going to be fun and its a requirement from management. Since you are always with us, they some how think you are apart of us." Niall said cheekily. "Fine, but only because its a requirement." I sighed. Niall then picked me up in a hug and swung me around as well. "S-Stop N-Niall y-you're hurting me." I said through breaths. He carefully put me down and got worried and panicked. "Oh my gosh Dev, I'm so sorry." He said putting his hands on my shoulders. "It's okay. I just didn't take my medicine yet." I said reassuring him and patting him on the cheek. I went to the bathroom to get my pills, then the unexpected happened. Harry came running out of the room gasping for breath. He crashed on the floor and literally started beefing. "Oh my god Harry, what happened?" I asked putting him in my arms. "I couldn't breath. Something was on top of me." He said through gasps and cries. He was literally shaking in I think it was fear. "Shh Shh Harry. It's okay. Calm down. Everything is alright." I said soothingly rocking back and forth. He finally got his breath in control but he was still crying into my shoulder. I looked up at all the boys who had concerned faces. "Here let me take you back to bed." I said lifting him up. He was only in his boxers and he must be cold. All the boys came in with me as I put Harry into bed. I sat next to him letting him cry on my shoulder. "Okay, now tell me what happened." I said rubbing his back. "You wouldn't understand." He said still crying. "Did you forget that I'm a psychologist?" I asked. He sniffled. "Oh. Ermm...Basically, I woke up at around 8 and I wanted just a little more sleep. So I closed my eyes and what felt like 30 minutes; I opened them and I felt something pushing into my chest. I couldn't breath and there was a black figure hovering on top of me. I couldn't move nor scream. I was like this for 30 more minutes." He said as only a couple more tears fell down his cheek. I wiped them away and kissed his head. "Ermm...what was your position when sleeping?" I asked unsure of the possiblities of my conclusion. "Straight on my back. I tried not to move because I was really tired. Why?" He said. And my thoughts were confirmed. "Don't get alarmed. There is nothing to worry about. And this goes for all of you aswell. Harry, you were lucidly dreaming. This means that you were in sleep paralysis and pretty much dreamed with your eyes opened. This resulted into loss of breath and hallucinations. I had this myself once. It's not bad and is actually very common." I said reassuringly. Everybody looked at me like a was freaking mental. "Thanks." He mumbled. "I'm always here to help." I said. "Are you okay now Hazza?" Liam asked coming next to him. He managed to put on a small smile. "Yeah." He nodded. He sniffled and got out of bed. "I'm fine now." He said going to the bathroom. I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands. "He's okay now Dev." Louis said coming next to me. I got up and looked at the four guys in front of me. "I know. Poor thing, I hate seeing people cry." I said. "I know Dev. C'mon." Niall said. We left Harry's room and went into the living area. "Ya know? It's good to have a doctor in the house." Louis said wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I chuckled. "But Lou, I'm not a doctor. I'm a psychologist. I only know how people think and react. I don't know that much about the body." I said. "Still." He said shrugging. I giggled and saw Harry come out of the room with such a distressed face. "Are you okay Harry?" I asked getting up. "Yeah, but still in shock. It felt so real." He said sitting next to Louis. "I know what you mean. Just don't let it get to you." I said. "Yeah Hazz. It nothing." Louis said cuddling next to Harry. "I think I know what will cheer up." I said. "What?" He said looking up to me. "Well, the rest of lads know this already but I've decided to audition for the X factor." I said. A wide smile appeared on his face. "Really?! I'm so happy for you. I told you it was a good idea." He said. "WE! told her it was a good idea." The rest of the boys said. I chuckled and Harry agreed. "But why did you suddenly agree to it?" He asked recalling the hissy fit I had yesterday over this subject. "I think these eavsdroppers would like to explain." I said gesturing to the rest of the guys. "We heard her sing Moments and I guess it was for youtube." Zayn said. "Really? Well let me hear it." He said. "No." I said simply. "Yes. C'mon, they heard it why not me?" He asked putting on a puppy dog face. "Fine!" I said flailing my arms in the air. I grabbed my guitar from the kitchen table and stood infront of the boys. "Now presenting Dev Scott!" Niall said in the annoucers voice. I laughed as the rest cheered. "Well here goes nothing." I mumbled to myself. I started to sing and again by the end of the song my eyes were watery and the corner of my eyes had a puddle of tears. I rubbed my eyes and smiled at them. They had tears stinging their eyes as well. For what reasons? I don't know. Maybe the pain all came flooding back. I bowed playfully as all of them cheered. "Happy now?" I asked putting my guitar down. "Very happy." Harry said giving me a thumbs up. "SHOOT! We have to go!" Liam said getting up. "No breakfast?" Niall and I pouted. "We'll get something to eat when we get there now come on!" Liam said running to the door. We all followed him down to the lobby where Paul was waiting. And let me tell you, he did not look happy. "Finally! We're going to be late!" Paul said pushing us all in and slamming the door shut. "Are you wearing my hat?" Harry asked from behind me. "No. This is my hat." I said turning to him. "No, that's my beanie. I have my initials in it." Harry said with a grin. "Let's see." I took off the beanie and looked at the little tag that was inside. And there is was. He wrote his intials on the back of the tag with sharpie. "Oh...I'm sorry. Here you go." I said giving him his beanie back. He chuckled. "It's alright. You can wear it." He said giving me back his hat. I thanked him and put the beanie back on. As we got closer to the place, I took off the piercings. I really didn't want people critizing me about the fact that they're fake. "THEY'RE FAKE?!" Louis shouted into my ear. He was right next to me and I winced at the sound. "Yes Lou, and thanks for bursting my eardrums." I said putting them in my pocket. "No problem love. But why are they fake?" He asked wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "I just wanted to see how other people liked them, but I don't think I'm going to get a permanant piercing." I said turning light pink. "Good. I liked you both ways but before was a tiny bit better than now." He said. I loved his honesty and sass. It was just refreshing to see people like they are and not put on a fake front. "Thanks Louis." I smiled at him. All of these lads never fail to make me smile. "No problemo." He fixed his hair and looked to Liam who was grinning at us. "Why you so happy Li?" Louis asked pushing Liam's head. "Oh, remember the thing we have to do after the interview?" Liam said nudging Louis on his side his eyes making signals to him and I. "Ohhh...I see. Yeah, I remember." Louis chuckled. I raised an eyebrow at the two. "Let's take a picture!" I said grabbing my phone out. Everyone gave me a look and chuckled. "Why?" Zayn asked. "I don't know. I'm bored." I said shrugging. "Sure." Liam said. I extended my arm to the farthest corner of the car so I could get a good top shot of the van. Everyone squeezed in and I took two pictures. A normal one and a really silly one. We got to the studio five minutes late. We all got ushered out of the van and into the back enterance of the studio. Paul pushed us all into a room with a couple of people who I assume were the makeup artists and hair stylists. Everbody got quickly to work while I just stood there watching. "Okay Dev, your turn." The makeup artist said after finishing all the boys. I backed away with my hands up. "Sorry, but I don't want to do anything with my hair nor face. Thanks for asking anyway." I said. She shook her head and sighed. "Alright." She said. "One Direction on set please." A person said on the intercom. We all headed out and made our way to the set. I heard screams and cheers. My nerves really started to hit me. I started to play with the sleeve of my cardigan and bite the inside of my cheek and lip. "You'll be just fine babe." Zayn whispered into my ear. "I hope so." I said short out of breath. "Here is One Direction!" A lady called out. Applause came from everywhere as we stepped on set and made our way to the little couch. "And Dev Scott." She said in alittle lower tone. I heard some boos in the crowd. She forced a small smile and shook the boys hand. When she came to me, she grimaced and shook my hand lightly. I smiled and let her continue with her attitude. Since the couch was only meant for five, I sat on the arm rest next to Liam. "How are you guys? How has it been?" She asked in a sweet yet fake tone. She was a tall lanky women who had too much makeup on. "We've been good. It's been amazing with all the fans." Louis said. "That's nice. How about you Dev?" She said looking down at her question cards with a slight scowl on her face. "I've been just peachy. The fans of my books are really putting me up there." I said with an elitated smile. "I see. Before we talk about these talented boys, we want to get to know you better Dev." She said with the same expression. There were a couple boos in the crowd but I ignored it. "What type of girl are you?" She asked. "Ermm...I'm just a guy's girl. I like playing and watching sports. I'm not the kind of girly girl that is comfortable in a dress. I'm more of a jeans and t-shirt girl." I said still playing with my sleeves. "I can see that. How many boyfriends have you had in the past?" She asked with a slight evil grin. I rubbed my arm nervously. "I haven't had any." I muttered. "I can see why. Do you fancy anyone?" She asked with a bigger evil smile on her face. Yeah, so I pretty much just got called ugly on television. Great. I smiled and said in a sweet tone, "No, I don't." I gritted my teeth and sent her some daggers. "How does your father feel about your fame?" She asked with a devilous smirk. I tensed up. At that moment, my stomach started to churn and my throat began to close up. "Ermm...he's...ummm...proud of me." I said practically out of breath and choking on my words. "That's great. How did your friends feel about it?" I raised an eyebrow at the evil women. "What do you mean by did?" I asked through my teeth. I could feel the room fill with such tension that it could kill. "Well, sorry for your loss, but we heard that your friends passed away in a car accident. So how did they feel about you and your fame?" She asked with a ting of annoyance. She talked to me as if I was a dumbass. "For your information, they are very proud of me and they think that I didn't change because of it. And by the way, if you're going to ask about my father, ask about my mother aswell. That would be much appreciated." I said in a sweet yet condicending tone. She scowled at me sending me all daggers and hate. The crowd all oohed. Like how you say when you get burned. "So how did your mother feel about you before her passing?" She said with as much venom as she could put in her words. It felt like the boys weren't even in the room. They kept quiet and watched a fight unravel infront of their eyes. "She is very proud of me. She always wanted me to go somewhere in life and now I have." I said sternly. She narrowed her eyes at me. "Isn't that obvious? Did you have any family problems in your life? Did your mother work at all like at night on the streets?" She asked giving me a cold smile. Well, now she basically called my mother a nightwalker. This hoe is going to get choked. I swear if this bitch goes any futher, she is going to get slapped. "Yes, I did. And no, my mother didn't work at night on the streets. She was ill. And really? You shouldn't be the one talking about working on the streets at night." I snapped at her. "What is that supposed to mean?" She asked giving me the evil eye. "Oh nothing. Just know that certain people shouldn't be talking about certain subjects. Alright honey?" I said giving her as much sass as I could. I was practically turning into Louis. "WELL!" She said dramatically. Before she could continue to fight with me, I cut her off. "And please, I'm not trying to be rude or anything but you should lay off the makeup. Just my opinion love. No hate." I smiled at her and then at the boys. They gave me shocked yet happy look. "Thank you for the comment. But I'm not the one who can't get a guy and is more like a guy herself." She snapped at me giving me the death stare. I smiled at her. "Thanks. I really do try my best. My best compliment yet love." I said winking at her. She look appauled. "Your welcome. I can see that your lesbian. Now, I know why you wear guy clothes." She said still trying to bring me down to her level. I rolled my eyes. "Yes...I am a lesbian. And that is the reason why I wear guy clothes." I sarcastically said. "Sorry, but I have to apologize for not being perfect enough in your small tunnel vision mind. And if your stupidity didn't notice yet. I was being sarcastic about me being lesbian. I'm totally straight." I added to my comment. "Oh and for your information, You can hate on me all you want because as a matter of fact I don't care." I said before she could speak. "I-" She started and I cut her off again. "Also, just a reminder, you have these boys to interview now." I said in a sweet tone looking at the boys who were just in awe. "So how was the tour boys?" She said giving me one last glare before changing the subject. They started to talk about their tour and different things. The interview was over at 11:00 and we gave our goodbyes. As soon as we left the set, the boys stopped me. "What?" I asked still a bit annoyed. "That was incredible!" Louis said giving me a hug and lifting me in the air. "What's so incredible?" I asked in an unamused face. "That thing back there." Liam said with a cheeky grin. "Oh, with the lady? That's nothing. I am not going to let anyone disrespect my mother. I can stand hate towards me but once you start on my friends and family...a bitch is getting slapped and a hoe is getting choked." I said seriously. All the boys went into a laughing fit. "I'm serious. If this wasn't infront of people or the telly, I was going to knock some sense into that slag." I said in another unamused face. Everybody began to laugh. "And Liam, this is why I didn't want to come. I got myself in trouble with your managers and I made myself look like a bitch on national television." I said to Liam who was on his phone. "Babe, management didn't get mad and you stood up for yourself. You want to see something?" He asked giving me the phone. First, he showed me a message from the managers saying that he should give me a pat on the back for them. That they were proud of me that I stood up for myself. Then he showed me what was trending on twitter. #WellDoneDev and #ProudOfDev was trending. I stared in shock. People were praising me for telling off a lady. What has this world come to? My jaw hanged low. "I think a good girl has gone bad." Harry said cheekily. I hit him playfully and said, "Oh shutup Hazz." I giggled as everyone complimented me on standing up for myself. The van came around and we all got in. Our next stop was a photoshoot. I took out my phone and checked a couple tweets. People were buzzing about me and sugarscape was really having a laugh. "LOU! LOOK AT THIS!' I screamed out of my laughter. I handed him my phone and he saw their article. He started to crack up. "What?" All the boys asked. I calmed down and took deep breathes. "Sugarscape did an article of the interview. They were saying that me and Louis were like the sassy duo. That I was his long lost twin and that I was a sass unicorn while was a sass-quatch." I said. I turned back to Lou and we both went back into hysterics. We got to the photo place and they quickly got to hair and makeup. While I stood in the back and watched in amusement. "Dev! We need you!" A lady called from her seat looking in her Ipad. "Yes?" I asked walking up to her. "Aren't you going to do the photoshoot?" She asked raising in eyebrow. I furrowed my eyebrows at her. "No. This is for One Direction." I said clearly confused. "Yes, they are going first and then you." She said informing me. "Wait, why me?" I asked trying to look at what she was seeing on her tablet. "Well, I got an email. Asking if you could do a quick photo shoot for your book and for a magazine page. I know this is sudden but it would be great if you could." She said her eyes pleading with me. I sighed, "But I'm not modeling material." She popped an eyebrow. "Well, who was the one in those Victoria's Secret pictures?" She asked getting up. I blushed a bright red. "Okay, fine. You got me." I said reluctantly agreeing. "Thank you soo much." She said giving me a light hug. "Your welcome. But only on one condition." I said as a warning. "Anything." She said pulling away. "I want to wear something that I want to wear and I don't want to much makeup. I want to be as natural as possible." I said firmly. She smiled and nodded. "Sure." She said and left. I went back to the boys who were about to start on their pictures. "Be a natural as possible." The photographer said. "Yeah boys. Be the retards that you always are." I said smirking. "Hey!" They all called out. I laughed and held my hands up in defense. They started posing and doing different things as I made them laugh every once in awhile due to my weird actions and funny faces. "Okay Dev, your turn." The photographer called. I started to bite the inside of my lip. I walked onto the white placemat. "Have you modeled before?" He asked. "No." "YES!" The boys shouted. "Shutup." I said. "She's modeled for Victoria's Secret." Louis said cheekily. "Oh really? Then this should be easy." The guy said with a smile. I started to pose and pretty much I had to retake a few picture because the boys kept making me laugh. "Change of outfit!" He called. I went to a room filled with wardrobe. I looked through each rack and finally found one good outfit. I put on some denim shorts with a PINK 86 pink tanktop with some original low top converse. I walked out and went back on the little mat. "Pretty in pink Dev?" Harry asked winking at me. "Shutup Hazz. This and something else was the only thing I could find that was barely my taste. I hate pink." I said wrinkling my nose. "Why?" He asked. "I dunno. I just don't like pink." I said moving my hair to the side. I took a couple pictures and then they requested another change of outfit. "This time wear a dress please." They guy said in a pleading voice. "No, I don't wear dresses. That's not me." I said shaking my head. "C'mon, its not like you're going to wear it out or anything." He said playing with a little lense. "Fine!" I huffed flailing my arms about. Since I pretty much had no taste in fashion, I picked up anything that I saw that looked good on a girly girl. I slipped on a black one shoulder high low dress with red velvet heels. My makeup was the same but the hairtstylist curled my hair and made it voluminous. "Argh! I look horrible!" I huffed. "I bet you look fine." Niall shouted. I walked into the room to be greeted with five pair of wide eyes and jaws dropped. "Told you, I looked terrible. Can we get it over with?" I asked annoyed walking on the white mat. "Uh-uh yeah." He stuttered staring at me. I started to pose with the boys eyeing me. "It's done. You can look at the pictures if you want." The man said gesturing over next to him. "Sure." I walked over to him. Or should I say waddled? The heels were about 7 inches and I could barely walk. There were some really good pictures especially with the dress. "I'll go change now. Be right back." I said taking off my heels and running back to the changing rooms. I stripped off the dress and put on my original set of clothes. It felt so nice being in my combat boots and jeans. I went back with the boys. "Hey mister, can you send the pictures to me?" I called. He nodded and put his things back in some bag. "Let's go." I said walking in front of them to the van. We all piled in and I sat next to Zayn and Liam. I started to braid my hair to the side like it was when I guess Zayn had to interrupt me. "Why are you doing that?" He asked playing with my hair. "Because I want to. You didn't think I was going to leave it curly did you? I asked finishing tieing the end of the braid. "I thought you would. You looked really nice with the dress." He said blushing a light pink on his perfectly tanned skin. His eyes looked down as his luxurious eyelashes fluttered about. "Oh, stop it." I said hitting his arm playfully. "What? I'm serious. You looked really nice in that dress." He said looking up at me while biting his lip. "Thanks Zayn." I said patting his back. I felt glares come our way. It felt really uncomfortable everytime I try to do something nice or sweet or even friendly to one of the boys or any person in general. I flipped out my phone and texted Ed.