We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

Chapter 3 - Zaynah ...?

Hannah Montgomery:

   I explained everything to Daynah over five times, just so she could comprehend what I was telling her. I don't blame her though; it's a lot to take in! 

   "Okay. Let me get this straight. You are Harry Edward Styles' ex girlfriend, Louis William Tomlinson's best friend, and Simon Cowell's niece," She said, "And you never told me?!" 

   "I didn't know how you'd take it, being a Directioner and all." 

   "I don't blame you. I mean. This is still like amazing!" She squealed. 

   Before I could reply, I was attacked from behind by Louis who picked me up, and twirled me around a couple times before placing me back on the floor, and letting out an evil laugh. 

   "Ready to go, then?" Liam chuckled at Louis and I. Daynah and I both nodded, and the seven of us were escorted into a limo. Daynah really needed to tone down her smiling...

   "Where are we going exactly?" I questioned, glancing around the limo; avoiding Harry's gaze who by the way, hasn't even said a word to me. Spineless. But, it's not like I care anyway... 

   "Back to our hotel, if that's alright with you two?" Niall smiled, oh how I missed that Irish accent. Daynah looked at me, waiting for me to answer for her. 

   I nodded, "Brilliant." 

   Once we got to the hotel, we had to have security on all sides of us; as paparazzi continued taking pictures of the boys, Harry's ex-girlfriend and some strange girl holding hands with Zayn. Wait. Why is Daynah holding hands with Zayn? Erm, that's unexpected. Besides, isn't Zayn dating Perrie Edwards from Little Mix? Yeah. He is.

   We went up to Niall's room, and we all sat down and got comfortable. I caught them up on my life; considering I don't need to here about there's because Daynah doesn't shut her mouth. When I explained about how Daynah and I met, Louis interrupted. 

   "BUT I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR BEST FRIEND!" He whined, fakely, "Why don't you love me, Hannah Banana?!" 

   Everyone in the room laughed, including Daynah. Seems she's getting more used to the idea of being friends with one of the most popular boybands in the world. 

   "You're my best friend too, Lou!" I laughed, scruffing his hair. 

   "Better your hair than mine, Louis." Zayn smiled. I immediately went and messed up Zayn's hair; sitting in his lap. He tried fixing it as I was messing with it, but it was no use. I'm just too good. 

   I glanced over at the other boys reactions, they were all laughing; even Harry. But his laugh was fake. What's his problem? 

   You could hear their fans singing "What Makes You Beautiful," from outside. It's incredible, really. 

   "I remember when I was like that." Daynah smiled, opening the curtain to look out the window at the screaming girls. 

   "Uh, Day? That was less than thirty minutes ago." I laughed. I lay on Niall's bed scrolling through Instagram and Twitter. There were pictures of Zayn and Daynah everywhere. And there were even a couple of me; everyone jumping to the conclusion Harry and I are back together. 

   Um. Newsflash; We are never ever getting back together. Like ever.

   "Yes, but I was foolish then!" She said, defensively. I rolled my eyes playfully. 

   As the night went on, the question hit me: Why did I hate the entire band when I could've just hated Harry? I mean, they didn't do anything... 

   Louis came and lay beside me, reading tweets over my shoulder. I let out a sigh as I read one of them, @NiallsDreamer: yay! Harry and Hannah are back together! :)

   Why are people so stupid? They see a picture of a girl, and the boys within three feet of each other and people automatically think their dating. That's not how it works. 

   "Not liking the idea of people thinking you're dating Harry?" Louis laughed, taking my phone and looking at even more tweets. 

   I shook my head, "Well of course not!" 

   "I think he want's to talk to you though..." Louis smiled, poking my side where I'm ticklish. 

   "Well I don't want to talk to him," I replied, sternly, "He's a jerk." 

   "You'd be surprised what you'd find out if you'd talk to him." Louis said; he's not giving up this battle anytime soon. 

   "I'll talk to him when I'm ready." 

   "When's that gonna be? Next year?" 

   "...Maybe..." I said, crossing my arms over my chest like a six year old would. 

   "Alright, but I really do think you should talk to him." Louis said, handing me my phone. 

   I nodded, "Whatever, Lou." 

   This whole time; Harry had been staring at us. I mean, can I get the tiniest bit of privacy, maybe? Liam then came up to me, telling me to talk to Harry, and Niall did the same. As well as Zayn and Daynah. I mean, what's so important that he has to tell me? 

   He broke my heart, and just ran off like a child. Here we go again, I guess...