This, is Touri Cowell.

How Stupid I Can Be.

I took a seat on my favorite hot pink bean bag chair in front of Zayn and Niall on the couch. We were watching some sort of scary movie and Harry and Erika were under their blanket giggling and cowering away from the movie. Zayn was staring down at his phone while Niall was eating intently out of a black bowl, I think Louis and I were the only ones actually watching the movie. Liam and Ashley.. well, where did they go? It was now or never, I was going to have to ask him about it sooner or later. I stood up,

“Zayn, can I talk to you in the kitchen real quick?”

He looked up from his phone screen, and lifted him self off the couch. The rest of them looked at him curiously the only one that knew what was up was Erika, and probably Harry. I sat on my counter and looked at him, seriously. We never talked to each other seriously, this was a change.

“Zayn, do you remember anything from last night?”

“No, all I remember was me and you hooking up before we left the club.” He lied, I knew he did, when he did lie his eyes narrowed and his face hardened a little. I nodded,

“Oh well, I remember hooking up with a different guy and he almost took me home.”

His eyes widened a little, “He was a creep so I stopped him from trying at the club and so I just decided--”

“Zayn, I know the whole story...” I filled him in on my memory, he looked at me a bit of guilt flaring behind his eyes. He stuttered a little, obviously trying to come up with an excuse, but before I could my lips made it's way to his. Usually, it's a guy that does this you know, stops a girl before they start talking. But no, I had to do it. My lips moved with his as I pulled away almost stunned at myself. I smirked and hoped off the counter and made my way to the fridge to get some Mountain Dew. I flipped my bangs and threw my hair over my shoulder and held the can out to him to open. I took a swig before taking him by the hand and taking him to back to our movie situation. What was I doing? My god, I'm an idiot.

Our day in went great, beside my idiot tongue exchange with Zayn. Now, I just wanted to spend time with Baby and read the Fan-fictions. I was now reading one where this girl was having a very elaborate sex scene with Zayn. It was really awkward. I just started my new favorite one I feel like Alyss in Wonderland (By ATLDirectioner! Look it up!) when I got a call from Uncle Simon.

“Hi Uncle Simon what's up?”

“Hello Sweetheart, nothing much I just need a favor to ask you.”

“What's that?”

“I need you, and only you to preform for my X-Factor here in the US.”

“But, I just got back from there...” I groaned

“You'll have about 3 weeks, and it'll be great! You're a huge hit in the US.”

I sighed, “Fine. What do I sing?”

“Anything, you can even do a cover.”

I loved doing covers, “How about Wayfaring Stranger?”

“Sounds good Love, I'll call Lindsey up.”

There was a click. I really wasn't looking forward to going back to the US. Those people were incredibly loud and they had a huge personalities, but I still loved them.