Stupid Arranged Marriage - A One Direction Fan Fiction (Editing)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

here y'all go! Updated nicely!

i think it's a bit short, but it gets my point across of this chapter! :)

i will dedicate this to: Hazza100

the song is:

Change My Mind by One Direction

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Chapter 18

! Zayn’s POV !

    We sat around the recording studio. It has been three weeks. Nothing has been going on. I just want to see Biyra again. I hate this stupid tour. I mean, sure, the fans are nice and all, but they can get real annoying, real fast.

    Simon stepped in.

    “Niall, phone.” He said tossing Niall the phone.

    Niall picked it up, and held it to his ear.

    “Hello?” he asked.

    “Biyra?” his voice turned confused.

    I was too. Why was she calling him when she hasn’t called me even once?

    But then, Niall’s face paled.

    “What?” he croaked out.

    I met eyes with Liam. He looked just as confused as I was. Louis, who was sitting in Harry’s lap, was staring blankly at Simon.

    “B-But…well, okay I guess. I…can I talk to her?” Niall asked.

    His face fell.

    “Oh.”

    Then he hung up the phone.

    “Haven,…she’s pregnant. And she…really doesn’t want to talk to me.”

    Oh no.  He looked horrible! And she’s ignoring him? Explains why Biyra called him I guess.

    Simon put his hand on Niall’s shoulder.

    “I’m sorry bud, but you guys need to work right now.”

    Simon left the room, and it was all quiet.

    “The end of the night, we should say goodbye. But we carry on, while everyone’s gone.”

    It’s Louis’ singing voice that breaks the silence. Hmm, it would sound good to add…

    “Never felt like this before-ore, are we friends or are we more? As I’m walking towards the door, I’m not sure.”

    There’s another short silence, and Niall begins to strum his guitar with us. Liam moves his microphone closer to his mouth, and he inhales deeply before singing;

    “But baby if you say you want me to stay, I’ll change my mind. Cause I don’t wanna know I’m walking away, if you’ll be mine. Won’t go, won’t go. So baby if you say you’ll want me to stay, stay for the night. I’ll change my mind.”

    Niall opened his mouth next and came up with the next verse.

    “Lean in while you laugh, we’ll take photographs. There’s no music on, but we’ll dance along.”

    “Never felt like this before-ore, are we friends or are we more? As I’m walking towards the door, I’m not sure.” Harry repeated me.

    We all combined voices for the chorus Liam created.

    “But baby if you say you want me to stay, I’ll change my mind. Cause I don’t wanna know I’m walking away, if you’ll be mine. Won’t go, won’t go. So baby if you say you’ll want me to stay, stay for the night. I’ll change my mind.”