He's Got That One Thing

Amber has always had a past. Even though she try's to move on, everything seems to be coming at her full forward. She was just a normal teenage girl who worked at a cafe, but now, all of that might change. It's the summer before she goes off to college, and she has a plan for her life, but will those plans change? She reunites with her best friends, and makes new ones along the way. 5 to be exact. Will these 2 friends find love? Will Amber find closure? And most importantly, what exactly will Amber do, if her past finally meets up with her?

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11. That's What A Fangirl Is..

We were about to walk out the door when Mark stopped me.

"Amber, you know I don't allow loitering, even if you do work here. Today is your day off. You should be-"

"I'm so sorry sir, it's all my fault really."

Mark just stared at Liam, I knew what he was thinking, because I was thinking it too. 'why are spending time with this girl? out of all the people you could choose from this town, her?'

"Oh! It's fine really! It's just, I thought maybe Amber would be sick of this palce by now!" Nice save Mark, but your still a prick.

Liam nodded and grabbed my shoulder and we started again to walk out the door.

"Your boss is kind of-"

"A jerk?" I interrupted him. He smiled and pulled open the door.

"I was going to say short, bald and scary, but jerk will do it." I laughed. In a way, Mark did resemble a little cartoon character I used to watch when I was younger. He would always chase some bunny or cat or something, and carried a riffle. Except, Mark didn't carry a riffle. He just made my life a living he- "Amber, can I talk to you?" I looked up from my thoughts with a huge smile on my face. Zayn. Zayn Malik. Zayn Malik from One Direction is asking to talk to me. And i'm not saying it in a "Fangirl" kind of way. I mean it in a way where I'm still partially P.O'd at the guy, and he's asking to talk to me?

Those beautiful brown eyes.

His hair.

His eyelashes.

They way he talks.

His lips.

I could spare him a couple seconds.

"Sure." He pulled me up beside the car.

"I'm sorry. Not only about reading your songs, but sending Liam after you to clean up a mess I made. He's just better at problem solving then any one." Liam was a good problem solver, he sure did get me hooked. What was it about him that made people listen to him? Oh yeah. He was one fit bloke.

"There not songs." I could feel the heat rush to my face. "It was a diary. I just think better with music, I dont know. There just...lyrics." I took a deep breath. Lyrics were songs, in a way, just unfinished songs. Songs without music. Kind of like my life. Im a lyric, but without music, I am nothing. He looked over to the guys and jumped in the car. "Sit by me?" He grinned a half grin, and I decided that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing they read it. It's not like they are going to keep nagging on about it. I smiled at Zayn and hoped in the car next to him.

The driver started the radio, and the boys just shooke their heads and moaned.

"What is it? Not a good song?"

They all laughed. "Well, its not bad or anything, its just that its one of our songs."

Liam put his head in his hands, Changed his facial expression, and looked at all of us.

Liam-"I can see it in your eyes your dissapointed!" Louis screamed to the driver. "Change it mate, would you?" I just laughed. Zayn just shoke his head. "This is what I deal with!" He said it jokingly. All the boys smirked to him. Niall jumped from the front seat to the back onto Zayn "Zayney baby I love you!" And planted a kiss right on his cheek. "Get off me, you crazy Irish!" He slapped him playfull and they were all laughing. The driver yelled for them to cut it out, and they just kept going. "I'm going to stop this car, and let you two out if you dont stop now!" Niall slowly got off of Zayn and they just smiled. Louis was mocking the driver, and making weird faces, I just couldnt stop laughing. They really were just normal boys. With British and Irish accents, who were in a boy band, who were known accross the world, who were on x factor, who had a cd out, who girls screamed just by hearing their voice...ya know..normal boy stuff.

"You can let us off here mate!"Liam yealled to the driver. The driver checked something off of a clipboard, and then asked Liam about Paul. Liam pulled ot his phone (Probably to call Paul, I dont know.)

"Okay, you see that small little opening? We need to crawl through there. Paul is waiting for us, but we need to run before the girls see us." I looked around. I didn't see any fans, in fact, I didnt even know where we were.

"Where are we?" Louis smiled at me and answered.  "Were in the back of an extremly beautiful hotel, trust us, its nice on the inside, but...this is where they throw the rubbish. We need to get in, and the front was flodded with fans." Niall grabbed my hand and started to pull me, before I knew it, we were running into a garbage chute. "OH MY GOD! ZAYN! ZAYN PLEASE MARRY ME!" "NIALL! KISS ME IM IRISH!" wow. I had never seen anybody move so fast in my life.

I mean the fan girls, not the boys. They loved it. I could tell.

"Get in!" Harry was pointing to the chute. "No way! You guys first! Your gunna get kidnapped or something by all these girls!" The boys all waved to the fans, and jumped in the chute. There was a gate, so I motioned the driver to latch it up before they got closer. I slipped into the smelly chute.

"So why is there no door back here?" They all laughed. "It's not that they dont have a back door, we just like adventure sometimes." I was going to punch someone. If a bag of trash comes down this chute, I will kill someone. I'm not scared to kill a nationly known boy band. The boys just laughed as I groaned. I swear I just saw that slice of bread move.

Finally we were out. I jumped out of the chute and grabbed the floor. "GROUND! AIR! Oh I have missed you!" I sprawled out onto the floor and tried to hug it. The boys all looked down at me like I was some crazy physco trying to hug a hotel carpet....wait. Oh.

I stood up and wiped my clothes off. Be cool Amber, be cool.

"You ok love? Do you need some medical attention?" Louis looked very worried. Harry slid over by me and threw his arm over my neck. "Or some Harry attention?" Niall slapped the back of his head and they all laughed. All I "needed" was a nice hot bath with extra bubbles. Or, ya know, a shower would suffice as well.

Zayn pulled me close to him."So, if I ask you something, as a friend, would you say yes?" I thought about his question. I would really like him to re-word it, but this was definalty PG. "Like what?" I asked curiously. "Would you sing to the rest of the lads? I know it's asking alot, and I dont deserve you to do this for me, but just one song?" I looked up to him and my cheeks blushed. He wanted me to sing for them? He thought I was that good? I shoke my head. "No, I couldn't, I'm really not that great at singing, and besides, I'd be too embarresed. I dont sing in front of people." He stopped me. And we were just standing there in the middle of the hallway. "You sang in front of me." I looked up into his beautiful brown eyes. And then over to where the boys were, they were already on an elevator. "I didn't know you were listening." His face was only about 2 inches away from mine. I could feel the warmth of his breath. "You really are good." He pulled his body away from me, and grabbed my hand and started to walk to the elevators. Once we were in, I took a deep breath. "Ok." What? No. Amber reverse. Take it back.

"Ok, what?" Zayn smiled and pushed the elevator button. "I'll sing." He smiled and hugged me. "Amber, that's great. Thank you." He was not acting like the Zayn I had heard so much about. "bradford bad boy" ? No. More like...mysterious and yet so kind boy. The kind of boy any girl would be lucky to have. He didnt seem harmful at all. I smiled my white teeth at him, and we stepped off of the elevator.

 

 

(A/N Ok, I edited it! Waiting on my co-author!)

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