Shes not afraid

Reality Check

Once again, i'm well aware of how long it has been since my last update and i apologize for that. I don't have much motivation for this story anymore as i'm not much of a fan of One Direction anymore, it also doesn't help my confidence writing this when i feel as though no one is reading it when i do update. If there is anyone still reading this story, please let me now. The more confident i am that there is at least some people reading the more often i'll update, as, if there are readers, i won't want to disappoint them. I do greatly appreciate anyone who is still reading this after how long it has taken me to post even the six chapters i have. This chapter will be really short as like i said i'm not sure where to go with this anymore. At the end of this chapter if anyone has any ideas and would like to help, i would really appreciate it. Thanks.

Twitchy xx

Chapter 8

(Rylans P.O.V)

You know that feeling of complete and utter panic? The one where your hearts pounds faster than ever before and you feel like you can't breathe anymore? Yeah, that's how i felt waking up in a place i didn't recognize with a boy i didn't know. My mind whirling with questions i needed answered and scenarios i couldn't bare to believe had actually happened. It wasn't until the boy rolled over showing me his face that i calmed down. It was Liam. I had spent last night here with him talking. Remembering last night and all the things we has talked about bought a smile to my face. It had been a long time since i had sat and talked to a boy without feeling uncomfortable or scared. I don't know what it is about Liam but i feel completely safe with him, and i barely knew the boy.

"What are you thinking about?" Came the question from the boy beside me.

I couldnt help but think about how attractive his morning voice was. Something about it reminded me of the boy i had put my trust in all those years ago and all i wanted to do was lean over and kiss the boy laying in bed next to me. Fortunetly i didn't.

"Honestly.... you, it's crazy really. I haven't known you long but i feel like i've known you forever. For some insane reason i feel like i can trust you. Do you have any idea how crazy that is?" I said, smiling.

"I know what you mean. It is crazy, but crazy's good, okay" He stated happily.

All i could do was smile at this boy. He was certainly someone i wanted to spend time with. He seemed like someone i would grow to trust and open up to, if i ever got the chance. Thoughts of the tour i was currently on ruined my hopes and my smile faded.

"Whats wrong?" Liam asked sounding concered

"Hmm nothing. Lets get breakfast, yeah?"

And there goes my half hearted attempt to change the subject.

As we walked to the kitchen i couldnt help but think about how sometimes i really regretted joining another band. I had nothing but bad experiences with them and they got in the way of my life. I mean, i was still just a kid, i had my entire life to live. I had memories to make. I was meant to be in school, hanging out with people my own age, getting my heart broken by careless boys and breaking hearts with my careless attitude. Instead i was in the kitchen of the worlds most famous boyband, ignoring my own band who were probably worried sick about me. Especially Ronnie. He did everything in his power to keep me safe after he found out what had happened with Chad. I was honestly being you're typical spoiled teenage brat.

Being pulled out of my thoughts by the 4 extremely noisy boys in the kitchen with me, i couldn't help but smile at them, they sure knew how to make people feel uncomfortable. Louis was standing at the fridge in nothing but his boxers, Zayn was the same. Fortunetly Liam and Niall had clothes on. Just as i noticed that Harry wasn't there he walked into the kitchen yawning. I couldn't help the scream that escaped as i tried to cover my eyes as quickly as possible.

"Haz, mate you need to put some clothes on, did you forget we have a guest?" Louis calmly stated, as though this happened all the time. And judging from the other boys lack of a reaction it must have been a regular occurance.

"Oh fine" Harry grumbled.

"It's okay to open your eyes now" Niall piped in, as the other boys started to laugh at me.

"Thank god" I muttered, trying not to laugh along with the boys. After all, it was kind of funny

A few minutes later Harry came back with pants on. Shooting a cheeky smile my way as he made his way over to the fridge. With him being shirtless, i was able to get a good look at his tattoos and in all honesty, they suited him very well. As i tore my eyes from Harry i noticed all the boys had tattoos except for Niall. His lack of tattoos went along with his innocence. It was really cute.

"Oh Peirce, you're phone didn't stop ringing last night" Zayn told me.

"Shit" I mumbled running up the stairs to find the room with my bag in it.

I had refused to let Ronnie know how i was last night and i couldnt let him worry any longer. Finding the room, and bolting in, i located my bag and rummaged through until i found my phone. 48 missed calls and 64 texts. Without bothering to read the texts, i replied to him

'I'm safe, sorry i didn't get back to you sooner i got distracted'

Hitting send and chucking my phone onto the bed, i left the room and headed back downstairs. Que the awkwardness that we shall call breakfast with One Direction