Love Me Or Not? - A One Direction Fan Fiction♥

Hello Lovely People :)

This is a One Direction Fan Fiction about a girl named Alex. It is my first Fan Fiction and I hope it will be good! Please, Please, leave comments and please give your honest oppinion! :) The first couple of chapters may be a bit boring but, trust me, it gets a lot better!

Sometimes things are better left a mystery(:


15. Management--- Alex

     I woke up, still laying on Liam. I looked around the room. I saw Zayn sitting on the couch and I looked at Liam. Theyre faces were very serious.

     "Hi guys." I said sleepily. I got off of Liam and stood up. They looked at me and glanced at each other.

     "Hey." Zayn said.

     "Morning Sleepy." Liam teased. I laughed.

     "Shut up, I like to sleep!" I scolded playfully.

     "Would either one of you like to take me to my flat?" I asked, giving them puppy eyes. They both smiled.

     "I'll take you home. Your flat is on the way back to mine." Zayn offered.

     "Thanks Zayn." I said, walking towards the door. We walked out of Liam's flat and got into Zayn's car. The car ride was filled with music from the radio. We both sang along.

     "Thanks again Zayn!" I said, getting out of his car outside my flat.

     "Anytime." He said and smiled. I walked into my flat. I decdided that I needed to get in the shower, since my make up was probably smeared all over my face. I went into my room and looked at the clock. 6:00 pm. I decided to just get in my pajamas, since I wouldnt be going out again today. I grabbed some red plaid pajama pants and a black t-shirt.

     After my shower, I put my hair in a fish tail braid. I walked into my room and grabbed a book. I started reading. I didnt like to read a lot, but it was relaxing. After reading a few chapters I decided to get on twitter. I laughed at some people's tweets. I rolled my eyes at the old tweets that people posted over and over again. I got bored with twitter and decided to watch some TV.

     Just as I was about to turn the TV on, I got a text. It was from some random number, but I opened it anyway. I read it.

     'Hey Alex, its Harry. We need to talk. Its important!'

     I rolled my eyes and replied.

     'Can it wait?'

     He replied.

     'No its really important!'

     I sighed.

     'Then can you come over?' He agreed to come.

     I sat in the living room wondering what was so important that he had to talk to me now. I heard a knock. I got up and answered the door. Harry walked in looking jittery.

     "Whats wrong?" I asked him, starting to get worried.

     "We were on the news." Harry looked at me, his eyes sad.

     "What?!" I tried to stay calm.

     "It was when I pulled you away from that girl in the shop." He said.

     "Oh my god.." I trailed off, putting my hands on my head. "Could you tell it was me?" I asked.

     "No, it was taken from the side." Harry explained. Well that was a releif.

     "Good! Oh my god. What if people find out it was me?" I asked, still a bit panicked.

     "I dont know.." Harry started to think. I started to pace the floor. I did that sometimes when I was stressed.

     "I will get so much hate!" I turned to face Harry. He came over and wrapped his arms around me and I snuggled in, needing comfort.

     "I wish Liam was here." I said into Harry's chest.

     "I know.." Harry said. "I also wanted to apologize for.. earlier.." He trailed off.

     "Its ok.." I trailed off as well. I didnt know what to say.

     Harry's phone rang. He got it out of his pocket.

     "Its management." He said, taking the call. "Hello?" He answered. "Um. Ok." He hung up.

     "Paul is coming." Harry said, I looked at him.

     "Who's Paul?" I asked.

     "Our manager.." He trailed off. Shit. We were in trouble. I heard a knock at the door and answered it. I stepped aside, preparing to get yelled at.

     "Hello." Paul said, stepping in.

     "Hey, Paul." Harry nodded in greeting.

     "I suppose you are Alex?" He turned to me and I smiled nervously.

     "Yes, thats me." I said timidly. He shook my hand and I closed the door.

    "I am here to tell you two that management likes the idea of you two dating. It will earn a lot of publicity." Paul said.

    "We arent dating." I informed Paul.

     "Well if Harry would like to keep his job, you will have to at least pretend." Paul told us.

     "What?!" Harry yelled.

     "I should be going. We need an answer by tomorrow." Paul said, leaving.

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