Chapter 5
Pranks, Confessions, and Love Songs?
“I-I um-“ I stand there astonished with Zayn standing there with a raised eyebrow. He turns around and slowly shuts the door. He walks over to me and says, “Give me one reason I shouldn’t tell Liam.”
I take in a sharp breath and look up at him shaking with a terrified look in my eye, “Please… no.”
He leans in closer and I can feel his minty breath on my face, “Why?”
My legs start shaking and my vision gets clouded. I start to sway back and forth but Zayn steadies me by gripping my arms, “Why?”
I sit on the bed and he sits next to me, “I can remember as kids Liam I used to make up all these stupid reasons on why my parents gave me up. Just like any kid who is a foster child or adopted I began asking why they gave me up.” My bottom lip trembles but I continue, “I did some looking and I found her. I don’t really know why I got involved with her… I guess I was just looking for acceptance from her…”
“What about Liam?” Zayn says.
“I didn’t tell him because I was ashamed I guess. I thought- I thought he would look at me differently.” I say looking at my hands.
Zayn looks deep in thought for a moment then, saying nothing, he gets up and walks to the bathroom and shuts the door.
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*Next morning*
I wake up to find Zayn not there. I walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror. Gosh… I look terrible. I wipe the mascara stains off my cheeks and the sleep out of my eyes. I walk around the flat to find no one is in their rooms. I call out, “HELLO!!! IS ANYONE HERE?!?!”
No response.
I shrug and scan the room for things to do. A piano in the corner catches my eye. I slowly walk over to it and sit on the bench. I think of a song and then it hits me. I pull my hair up and I smile when my hand runs over my tattoo.
I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through
The day and make it ok
I miss you
I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
And when you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
And when you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through
The day and make it ok
I miss you
We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah
And all I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
And when you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
And when you're gone
All the words I need to hear will always get me through
The day and make it ok
I miss you
I tear rolls down my cheek and splashes onto the piano keys.
“Who was that about?” A voice says.
I jump and spin around to find Louis standing behind me, “Lou, you scared me!”
He gives me an apologetic smile, “Sorry… So who was that about?”
“Oh, um, no one in particular. I just like the song I guess.” I say trying my best to seem convincing.
He gives me a suspicious look but doesn’t prod. He throws himself on the couch, “I’m bored. Let’s do something!”
I stand up, “Like what?”
He’s silent for a moment as he thinks then his face light up and he shoots up giving me a devious look, “Let’s pull a prank.”
I smile, “On Zayn?”
He stands up, “Of course!”
~~~
Louis and I cannot stop laughing as we put Zayn’s hair gel back on the bathroom counter. Louis looks at me, “We rock.”
I look at him, “We do.”
~~~
“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!” We all hear Zayn scream while we are sitting on the couch watching TV that night.
Louis and I try to hold in our laughter and Liam looks at us, “What did you do?”
Zayn comes running out with his hands stuck in his hair, “YOU PUT SUPER GLUE IN MY HAIR GEL!?!?”
Louis says slowly, “Noooooo…”
“WHAT THE HELL!?!?” Zayn screams trying to pull his hands out of his hair.
“Let’s go.” Liam says pulling on Zayn’s arm, “I’ll cut your hands out.”
“CUT IT OUT?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN CUT IT OUT!?!” Zayn yells in fear.
Liam just sighs and Zayn hisses at me, “I will get you for this!”
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Liam finally got Zayn’s hands cut out of his hair and he was not happy. I laugh as I remember the look on Zayn’s face. I grab my towel and turn the shower on. I undress as my shower is heating up. The warm water runs over my tense body as I scrub my shampoo into my scalp and wash it off. I run my fingers through my hair with the conditioner in to get all the tangles out. I reluctantly turn off the water and step out of the shower. I wrap a towel around my body and wring out my hair. I grab a towel off the counter and wipe the steam off the mirror.
I gasp, jump back, and let out an ear piercing scream. I hear footsteps throughout the house and the bathroom door flys open.
Liam gasps.
Louis gasps.
Harry gasps.
Niall gasps.
Faith gasps.
And Zayn smirks.
My pitch black hair was blonde.
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Picture of Hope with blonde hair on the side along with When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne
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