3 Is An Unlucky Number (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Hey guys, well I decided that my update schedule will be on Tuesdays or Thursdays and every other Saturday. So yeah. Enjoy! 

This chapter is dedicated to a guy that went to my school. RIP Reece :) You will be missed. Even though you probably didn't like One Direction... You're in a better place now.

_______________________________________________________________

I waited as I bounced in my seat excitedly, waiting for my black haired friend to come onto the screen. He had only left this morning, but I missed him like hell.

I couldn't believe that Zayn had a shot at being famous though, I mean he had an amazing voice, but there are a lot of people out there with great voices, but they never had a chance at showing the world their talent. And now that Zayn had the chance, he was going to attack the moment.

I watched the television's screen for about 4 minutes until Zayn appeared on the screen. He introduced himself and then he sang. The familiar lyrics of Let Me Love You by Mario rang through my ears as he sang. I swear I didn't blink through his whole performance.

Once he stopped singing, my heart stopped as I waited for the judges responses. One yes. I started to breathe again. 2 yeses. My heart started to beat again. 3 yeses. I jumped up and screamed. Nobody asked why I would scream, so I  didn't have to worry about my parents.

I dove back onto my bed and scrambled around looking for my phone. But not in time to hear a familiar voice.

"Hello I'm Harry Styles..." I froze. What the hell was he doing on the X-Factor? He could sing?

I turned around to face the telly as Harry sang the first verse of 'Isn't She Lovely' by Stevie Wonder. Once he finished the judges gave him their opinions. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that he wouldn't get in. But what if he did? Then I wouldn't have to see him until he got kicked off. Half of me was hoping 3 yeses, the other half of me was wishing 3 nos.

1 yes.

2 yeses.

3 yeses. I sighed in relief/ anger because if he found out Zayn was in the competition, which he probably already did, then he would do anything to beat him. Because he despised Zayn as much as me.

You see, I was correct when I thought that Harry would try to get to Zayn in middle school. He tried to get Zayn to pick on me and hate me, but it had the opposite affect. Zayn became more protective of me. But that didn't mean Harry would give up. He would still tease me in school. Sometimes I would ignore it, but at other times I would say snarky remarks that made him angrier. 

Zayn would sometimes tag along with me on the smart remarks, but other times, he would just stand there, his fists and jaw clenched until his knuckles turned white. 

But one time Zayn took it to the next level.

"Zayn. We are sticking to the plan. We are coming in, standing around, and going home. Okay?" I turned to Zayn as he gave me a goofy smile and nodded. We were at the first dance of the 9th grade. There were a lot of people from middle school there, looking confused and lost. There were a few people from other grades there, looking annoyed because of all of the new people, but others were chatting away.

"C'mon Zayn, there's nothing to do here, and I would like to leave before-"

"Hey Zayn. I still see that you're hanging with Mutie. When will you learn that you can have so many better friends than her? I mean look at her, she's almost useless." Harry walked up to us with his usual crowd of Barbies, all of them in sluttier clothes then they had last year.

"Like who Baldie? Your Barbie crew?" I snapped back as Harry put on an evil grin. I mean, not that his face wasn't already evil. I swear that there are devil horns underneath his curls.

"You are so nice Julia darling, here I have a present for you." He smirked as one of the girls handed him a bowl of punch and he tipped it. I felt the sticky liquid stick to my skin and soak my clothes as everyone had turned their attention to me. In a matter of seconds, everyone that was at the dance started laughing at me.

I felt relieved since the dance wasn't formal, so I had come in a black v-neck tee and some jeans that I barely liked. I knew something bad was going to happen, so I put on these clothes. 

Everyone was laughing as I wiped the punch out of my eyes and suddenly everything became quiet. I opened my eyes to see Harry on the ground with a bloody nose and Zayn towering over him, his hands in fists. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened. Before anyone could say anything, Zayn grabbed my hand and walked out of the school. The next day, Zayn was called into the office to be told that he was suspended for 3 days.

And ever since then, Harry hadn't tried to get Zayn to turn to the dark side. But that didn't stop him from tormenting me.

Anyway after realizing that I had zoned out for like 2 minutes, I grabbed my phone and called Zayn.

"Hey Jelly!" Zayn squeaked.

"Hey Mal! You did amaZAYN. I knew you could do it." I smiled.

"Thank's Jewls. But you'll never guess that-"

"Harry is going against you. I saw Zayn. It's okay, you can beat him." 

"Thanks Julia. Well, I will see you as soon as I get to my laptop alright?" 

"Alright. Love you Zayn. I miss you!"

"Love you too Julia. I miss you like... a person that missed dodging a dodge ball?" He laughed. We exchanged one last quick goodbyes and then we hung up. I just sat on my bed for a while, only one thing running through my mind; Zayn has to win. Not Harry.

A few weeks later.

"Zayn. It's going to be okay. You know you are an amazing singer, it's just that they can't see your talent." I spoke into the phone. Zayn had just been kicked out of the boot camp thing. He was pretty upset about it, but he wasn't crying.

"Thanks Julia, but honestly, I think they are right, I'm not ready to work solo." he sighed. "And hey, at least Harry didn't beat me. And I think he's crying." he chuckled softly.

"I knew that he wouldn't beat you. I'm psychic. I knew it!" I laughed lightly.

"Yup totally." He said as someone talked in the background. "One minute." Zayn said before puting his phone on mute. I waited a few minutes until Zayn came back.

"I have to go Julia. But make sure to watch the X-Factor tonight, yeah? Love you bye!" Zayn rushed before he hung up.

"Bye." I whispered as I dropped my phone on the table stand.

What was that all about?

*******************************

I waited for 3 hours until the X-Factor turned on. I watched it until it showed Zayn. And 4 other boys. Simon explained how he thought that if he paired them together, then they could make it to fame. I was so happy, because Zayn got another shot to fame.

Then it showed Zayn and the boys. I looked through the boys, and my eyes met a face that I could never forget. His piercing green eyes made me want to puke and his curls made me want to punch a wall. Suddenly I found myself angry as the boy spoke with his cheesy smile on that could pick up any girl.

And my worst regret?

My best friend was in a band with Harry Styles.

________________________________________________________________________________________

Sorry about the ending, even though it was expected. 

So... Theres an authors note coming up... I don't know what it's going to be about though...

Love you guys!

~Aimee

Oh P.S. Tell your friends about my book please?? Oh and follow me on twitter: @OfficialAimeeMa :)