Why do you hate me, What've I done?

Emily is a pretty normal sixteen year-old, she has short, red hair resembled to Hayley Williams', blue eyes, nice cheekbones. Other than she's an orphan; both her parents dead and she cuts. Emily just happens to fancy One Direction. She wins a contest to meet them, and she thinks it'll be like fanfictions and stories, they'll love her and become the best of friends and live happily ever after! No. But when the boys don't like her, how will she take it?

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5. Questions, Songs, and Liam.

After a minute or so of being in Zayn's arms, he asks softly, "Are you okay?" I nod my head and stand up. We walk back inside. The boys finished up their Twitcam, and were chatting, well, at least until I walk in. I can feel their stares, I turn my head and blush furiously. I sit down on a armchair; the room still silent. I hope they could figure out I didn't want to talk about; I'm sure they all saw the question by the way they looked at me.

Suddenly Zayn sit in my lap. "Zayn!" I giggle. "Yes babe?" He asks cheekily. "Get off me!" He pouts and turns around on my lap to look at me. "Whyyyy?" he whines. "You way a ton!" I say, my smile growing wider. "What's the magic word?" "I'll take your mirror." I say evilly. "Okay, I'm up!" Zayn says quickly getting off my lap and sitting on the arm of the chair. We all look at eachother and burst out laughing.

We decide to go out to lunch, Nando's (of course). We go in Liam's car, but it only has five seats. Issue. "Payback" I say to Zayn as I sit in his lap so we can all fit in the car. "Ok, ok, just don't touch my mirror!" he says jokingly.

The car was filled with, yet again, an awkward silence, great. These boys probably think I'm an anti-social freak of a girl. Except Zayn and Liam, if I'm lucky. Liam started to sing Count On Me, by Bruno Mars. For a minute I was mesmerized by his voice, even more when the boys started to sing along.

"You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two
You'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do
Oh yeah
Ooohhhh Ooohhhh
Ooh yeah yeah"

I started to sing with them.

"If you're tossin' and you're turnin' and you just can't fall asleep
I'll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
Everyday I will remind you
Ohh

Find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two
You'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do
Oh yeah
Ooohhhh Ooohhhh
Ooh yeah yeah"

At the end of that verse, I realized I was the only one singing anymore. "What?" I asked. My voice probably sucked, that's all I guess. "Your voice. It's great! Did you know you could sing?" Liam says sweetly. "Erm, not really....I never considered it I guess." "Well it's nice...." Harry said. Woah wait.

Stop the tape, and rewind(pun intended). That's the first thing Harry's said to me all day except for muttering a 'hello'. Wow. Nice. "Umh, thanks I guess.." I say still blushing furiously.
 

We arrive at Nando's soon, and I sit next to Liam and Zayn. I guess I'm just closer to them, plus Niall, Louis, and Harry don't seem to like me. The same question wandered my mind once again, 'Did I do something or.....?'.

We ordered our food, some more than others, (cough, cough, Niall)

I felt Liam's hand brush agaist mine under the table. He grabs up enough courage to hold it. I smile, probably looking really dumb, I don't care. Am I in- no Emily. Stop dreaming. You are not in love, and Liam defiantly isn't. Nobody will ever love you. Get over it. My smile fades, and I let go of Liam's hand. He looks at me sadly, and lets go of my hand. He avoids eye contact with me and I feel a bit bad. It wouldn't have worked anyways even though him and Danielle broke up a while back. I don't know the details but it was pretty bad.

We were about half way into eating our food when I hear a very loud high pitched shreik. I quick plug my ears, it lasted for about five seconds. The shreiker comes to our table. "Are y-you O-ne D-direction?!?!" she sqeuals happily. Niall chuckles softly. "Yeah, we are." "Erm, I know you're busy and all, but can I have an autograph by any chance?" They gives some autographs and hugs, and just when she was about to leave, she suddenly notices me. "Hey, you're that fan who cuts!" I frown and look away, tears forming in my eyes. I nod, and she walks away sensing she said something wrong.

"You cut?" Louis nearly whispers. A tear streams down my cheek as I nod slowly.

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