Voodoo Doll

Chapter 93

Sam

"Louis? Liam?" I say, after the concert as I find them on the bus.

They stop chatting and nervously look at me.

Louis flicks his hair to the side, and Liam nervously smiles at me.

"What were you guys really fighting about?"

They smile sheepishly. "You."

I glare at them. "Why?"

"We both like you..." Liam trails off as I blush.

"Oh. Well please don't fight, ever again, okay? You guys are best mates."

They nodded, but exchanged looks.

And I had a feeling they weren't telling the truth.

I turned and walk away,

And straight into Zayn.

I fell backwards, but he caught me.

I blushed at our close proximity, and tugged myself away.

His hair was messily put up in a quiff as he smiled at me.

"Careful love."

I cringed. "Uh..yeah. Sorry." I stuttered.

He laughed. "It's okay."

Rubbing the back of my neck, I tried not to stare at him.

He does have a girlfriend...

Yet why was he staring at me?

***

Anna

"Ashton?" I wandered around the building.

I had a missed call from him...

And I was worried.

And then a hand was over my mouth, and I was getting pulled into a closet. Frozen, I

tried to scream.

The light clicked on, and Ashton stood before me.

"Ashton!" I exclaimed, breathing heavily.

"Sorry. I didn't know what to say..." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.

Rolling my eyes and crossing my arms, I glared at him. "How about...Anna? Can you come here?"

He blushed. "Sorry."

I shook my head. "Whatever, it's okay. What did you want?"

Ashton stepped closer to me, slightly smiling.

His hair fell into his eyes, and he smirked.

I felt my heart race.

"I just wanted to talk."

He was close enough now, even in the dim light, to see my red ears.

He brushed my hair behind my ear, so close if I so much even flinched, I would be pressed

up against him.

"Uhm...Ash..."

He chuckled. "What? Are you nervous?"

I had to look up at him, and his hazel eyes looked so beautiful....and...

"Are you dating Mikey?"

"Not really..." I trailed off.

"So it would be okay if I did this?"

He tilted my head up, and gently kissed me.

My hands dropped loosely at me sides, as his one hand cupped my face and the other on the center

of my back.

My hands were around his neck.

The reason I felt guilty was...

I enjoyed it.

And then I heard the door open.

***

Harry

As soon as I stepped off the stage. I couldn't find Carson.

I expected her to run into my arms, kiss me.

Congratulate me, do that high voice she does when complimenting someone.

She was nowhere to be seen.

Bell stood there, waiting for Niall.

At least I think she was.

"Bell!" I walked over to her, sweat dripping down my face.

"What?" She asked, snapping out of her daze.

"Have you seen Carson?"

She shook her head, standing on her tippy toes, trying to see over me.

She spotted Niall, and suddenly I was shoved away, and she was in Niall's arm.

I felt my heart ache.

Where is Carson?