Chapter 1- Everyone Has Their Bad Days

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A/N- This chapter is mainly going to be Mackenzie kind of meeting Niall and Lizzy, Zayn's girlfriend. I prefer when fanfics have the girlfriends meeting the boys seperately, that way it feels more realistic(: I'll make each girl's meeting personal, so don't worry if you're not in the story yet(:

*Mackenzie's P.O.V*

'C'mon Taylor! I want to go out!' i yelled, trying to get my 'best friend' to go a club with me.

'No! I'm tired of going out all the time with you Mackenzie, I'm not your bitch!' Taylor yelled back, slamming her bedroom door. Taylor and I had been best friends for almost eleven years, but recently she's been distancing herself from me. I really don't understand what i could've done to make her mad or act like this.

'Fine!' I yelled back, 'but you better have your shit out of my apartment by the time i get back!' This was the fourth fight we had this week, and it was only Tuesday. I was honestly done with everything she was doing, and I wanted her out.

'EXCUSE ME?!' she screeched, ripping her bedroom door open again. 'THIS ISN'T YOUR APARTMENT! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO PAY FOR THE RENT YOURSELF?? YOU CAN'T! SO GET OFF OF YOUR FUCKING HIGH HORSE, I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!'

I stormed up the stairs and pushed her aside to get into her room.

'Excuse me, but what the hell are you doing?!' she yelled. I grabbed one of her dresser drawers and ran out the room. I pulled open the front door and threw her clothes onto the lawn. I was tired of her being here, and the rent wasn't an issue. I could easily find someone to move in with me. I wanted her out, and i wanted her out now; and i made sure she knew she wasn't staying here.

'YOU BETTER PICK THOSE UP!' she yelled running out the door. I ran to a kicthen cabinet and pulled out a folder that held the contract to the apartment. When she came back in I shoved it in her face.

'You see that name? You see how it says 'Mackenzie Moore'? Yeah. It's my name on the contract. Now get out,' I said, as calmly as i could. I then went to get my keys, jacket and purse.

'I want you out when i get back,' I said before walking out the door.'

*Niall's P.O.V*

I opened my eyes. No one was there. Damn, they must have left, I thought. This was the fourth day on tour, and it was hard on me. Everyone though i was this carefree guy, but honestly, I was just a mess. With all the hate I get, and being told i don't belong in the band. Also, the constantly being told I'm fat and ugly, that's pretty fantastic too. I usually spend my nights out at clubs and drinking after shows. I guess I was adopting the 'rock star' lifestyle, and it's the only way I can just get away from everything. No one is really here for me, and I think I'm starting t*o accept that. Maybe I should just leave the group......

'Hey my sleepy little leprechaun! Sorry we didn't wake you up, you just seemed tired,' Louis said, walking over with a bag. 'Here, we brought you some food back, we figured you would be hungry!' He smiled as he handed me the food. I loved the effort the boys put into making me feel welcome, but i could tell I wasn't as important.

'REHEARSAL IN FIVE MINUTES!'

'Guess we better get started,' Liam said, walking towards the stage.

*Mackenzie's P.O.V*

The music was loud, and the drinks were delicious. This was just what i needed for letting it all go after earlier. I'd been here for a couple of hours, and now I was just sitting at the bar. There weren't any attractive guys to dance with, so I figured might as well just drink.

'......they're only letting a few people stay. Yeah, some rich pretty boy is coming and wants "his space",' I heard the bartender say. Great, I'm going to be kicked out. I downed the last of my drink and just sat there running my finger around the rim of my glass.

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