Bitter Sweet (A 1D fan fic x)

4. Stole My Heart

Zayn's POV

"Looking forward to this weekend boys?" Paul asks us, grabbing a bottle of fizzy out of the fridge. We were all just lounging around on the tour bus, waiting for the next stop, the next concert, then do it all over again.

"Yeah, it could be fun," Louis shrugs.

"Or a nightmare," Harry adds, thinking back to screaming fan girls who are overly obsessive.

"You okay there Zayn?" Niall asked, mouthful of burger.

"Um, yeah, I'm fine." I choked.

"Hey, Nialler, can you come over here for a minute?" Liam asked.

"Shure," he chewed, standing up.

"Perrie and Zayn had another fight. It's over for good."

Jazz's POV

Light streamed through the car window and I rubbed my eyes sitting up, originally confused about my surroundings. My head was on Braison's lap. I cried out and sat bolt upright.

"Good to see your awake." He said. My head spun. How did he get-? I realised the car was moving, infanct we were pulling up at the campus now.

Travis had barely stopped the car and I stumbled out and up to my room, unaware of whether anyone was following me. I shivered a little as I got inside the building, 9 am an the air conditioners blasting on full.

I got to my room and fumbled in my pocket for my key. I pulled out it and my phone, and unlocked the door to my dorm, slamming it behind me and locking it again.

What was this boy doing to me? Or was it just the stress I was facing at going to meet those faggots?

Either way, ew, feelings.

I decided the best way to forget about this, and cure my slight hangover, was to go to bed.

I woke up to my phone ringing.

"Hello?" I answered groggily without checking the caller display.

"Oh hello, is this Jasmine Greene?" An Irish accent asked.

"Yes..."

"This is Paul Higgins. I am just calling to check that you will be ready on Thursday at 8:30am outside room 303 at the University of Michigan?"

"Thursday? I thought it was Friday?"

"Well not counting the travel day yes, but you will be picked up and put on a plane to the boys, for the California leg of the tour. Which is also the end of the tour. You will be there Thursday afternoon, Friday, Saturday, and most of Sunday."

"Oh, okay."

"Is that all alright?"

"Yeah... Yes of course."

"Great, well the boys look forward to it and I'm sure you do too. See you then!" He hung up.

Shit. Couldn't I just go to sleep and never wake up?

It was late afternoon now. I decided to go get something from a drive-thru somewhere and then I'd probably just surf the Internet all night, maybe study, if I could focus enough, or I might just sharpen up on the latest 1D goss like omfg so exciting! Gag me with a SPOON.

Zayn's POV

Why does love have to hurt so much? It just totally sucks. She came and went and broke my heart. So I broke hers in turn. I feel like I'll never get over it. Not that I would want to get back with her. No, she's gone. Too many times know have I gave her my heart just for her to squeeze it til it burst.