the bad girl

Chapter four

Sloanes prov

Wow talk about drama. They all seemed to forget I was there. I wonder what made my new friend Zayn so upset. He seems like an easy going lad. But there's no doubt whoever was on that phone hurt him. All I'm wondering is how an who hurt him so much. Glancing over I saw Harry and decided it was time to leave. All the boys seemed preoccupied with Zayn's issue. But realizing I didn't know my way around I suddenly turned to the curly haired boy and decided he would be coming with me. Of course breaking rules could be a huge no no for him. Oh well who cares. What's life without a few broken rules. Good thing it's me ... The security guards seem to be harsh on these boys. I'll have to help them loosen up. Harry grabbed my hand and began leading me down the hallway. Suddenly he stopped and then I took the lead. He obviously is new at sneaking. This will change... Definitely. Harry quickly grabbed my waist. "Sloane , wait this way through the service stairs." Well maybe he is a bit better at this than I thought.

Louis prov

Going to help Zayn was a bad idea. He obviously needs to be alone though he is upset. Niall is acting weird I wonder why. It probably had to do with that girl calling here. After almost splitting up the band you would think she'd leave us be. Coming around calling us isn't a wise choice ! What were they thinking when they let him answer. Niall obviously could care less about Zayns feelings he proved that one year ago in paris. But since then the boys have forgave and forgotten. Everyone except me and Niall. Niall constantly blames himself and simply refuses to date often. Maybe that's his form of punishment to himself . Liam walked in looking grave and sat down opposite of me. Flipping on the t.v he scrolled through channel after Chanel until finally coming to a stop on a Chanel playing toy story. Yeesh he's addicted we watch this every time something's happening with the band. Pushing myself up from the comfy sofa I walked through the hotel looking for Harry. " Harold ? Harold come on out." Making my way back into the living room I asked Liam if he had seen the green eyed boy. He slowly shook his head and that's when the telephone rang.