I'll Find The Words To Say, Before You Leave Me Today.

chapter 3

Heres chapter 3. hope you guys like it. please fan and comment<3

LOVE AND PIES<3<3

We walked in the house to see all the boys up and watching a horror movie.

I turned around and put my finger over my lip to silence Niall. He silently giggled, knowing my mischievous side was coming out.

I crept over behind Zayn, surprised he wasn’t asleep. I have to get him back. He hid in my closet one night after we watched the exorcism. He scared the shiz out of me.  Of course that was all before he started acting weirdly… Luckily I’ve seen this movie before, it is Shutter Island and it’s really creepy. I know its scaring Zayn because he’s biting his thumbnail, and his eyes are wide.

I walk up behind him, right as the old lady puts her finger up to her lips, and I go SSH. Right as she does, and he jumps so high he probably hit his head on the ceiling, while screaming like a little girl, which in turn scared the crap out of Harry, Liam, and Louis. I started laughing...again.

Once I finished laughing, I looked up at the boys who were grinning at me evilly.

“First; holy crapterds you guys look really scary right now. And second…what do you want?” I asked, they were obviously going to ask me to do something for them.

“Make us dinner or we will burn the pies.” Louis smiled, creepily might I add, as he rubbed his hands together.

“Fine,” I sighed as I hung my head low and headed for the kitchen. They were serious, I didn’t believe them the first time, but they really did burn them.

“Oh come on guys, she’s not a maid!” Liam scolded.

Psh. Sometimes I think I am. But I love them anyways.

I took out all the ingredients for tacos and started getting it ready. I had trouble cutting the lettuce already...

Liam came in behind me.

“Need some help?”

Yes.

“No, I got it,” I replied.

“No you don’t,” He chuckled as he walked over and started cutting the lettuce.

“Thanks Liam,” I smiled, looking at him.

“Its fine, I mean, it’s just cutting lettuce.”

“Not for that, well yeah for that, but for everything, I don’t know where I would be if I hadn’t met you, best frieeend.” I sang, and nudged him in the side, jokingly. He set down the knife and came over to me, wrapping me in one of his warm brotherly hugs.

“Meg, how many times do we have to tell you?” He sighed jokingly.

“I’m not kidding, Li.” I smiled pulling back. Now noticing all the boys walked into the kitchen.

“You guys have done so much for me, I don’t know how to repay you,” I smiled at all of them.

“You can repay us by making dinner,” Harry suggested. Niall thumped him on the back of the head.

“Ow,” Harry whined, rubbing the back of his head.

“You don’t need to repay us, Megan. We love you, and this is what family does, no matter what it takes.” Louis smiled at me. Four boys nodded their heads, wait…four? I looked over at Zayn who looked kind of out of it. I should cheer him up.

“What if it takes all of Zayn’s hair treatments?” I giggled, the giggles turned into laughs and the laughs turned to me rolling around on the floor holding my stomach.

I rolled around on the floor until I heard a door slam. I opened my eyes to see only four boys in the room. Harry, Liam, Louis, and Niall. I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings, it was supposed to make him laugh. He always did at his hair jokes…I looked at Liam questioningly. He shrugged, looking just as confused as me.

I get up and run to Zayn’s room.

“MEGAN!” The boys all holler for me to stop, but I keep going. Something has been up with Zayn lately and I’m about to find out what it is.

I go up there, and suspect that his door is locked so I get the key out of Liam’s room.

I unlocked the door (It was locked as I had thought) and walked in. Zayn threw an empty beer bottle at me, and the room stunk of alcohol.

“Get the hell out.” He slurred.

“Zayn, why the heck are you acting like this?” I asked.

“You,” He glared at me, as he fell on his bed.

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s your entire fault.”

“What is my entire fault?” I asked, getting angry.

“EVERYTHING!” He yelled.”The fact that we’re losing our fans, and that we might lose our jobs because we haven’t wrote any new songs yet! It’s all because of you! We have been spending so much time taking care of you, that we aren’t getting any work done!”

I stood there speechless.

“None of us wanted to say anything. But it’s true,” he slurred once more before collapsing onto his bed in a passed out, drunken heap.

I sat there, emotionless. Taking everything he said in. He’s right.

I ran to my room, and pack up anything that I can fit into my suitcase. I have tons of clothes, but I can buy more. I just have to leave. The boys’ jobs are more important than me. I have enough money to buy my own plane ticket and everything. I just want to keep the boys happy. And if this is what I have to do to make sure they are. Then I will.

I took my stuff, wrote a note for the boys and downstairs. I took the note and stuck it where I knew they would find it. I don’t know what hurt more leaving the boys, or my pies. Nope it was definitely the boys. I slammed the cabinet shut, and ran outside, down the stairs, and out the door. Tears threatened to escape, but I couldn’t let them.

I could hear the boys footsteps after me, and that pushed me harder. I couldn’t look at them, afraid that I wouldn’t be able to leave after I did.

“MEGAN! STOP!” they all screamed after me. I couldn’t stop. I had to keep going.

I jumped in my car and started it. They were catching up and fast, I pressed the gas, and drove away. I kept my eyes on the road, so I couldn’t look back to their sad faces. I just couldn’t.  I finally let the tears escape. I faintly heard a crack, I hope I didn’t run over an animal. Oh, wait. That was my heart breaking.

END OF CHAPTER 3. what do you think? Too soon for the drama? Eeh whatever. I have a great idea for this boooooooook :D