Keep Calm and Love One Direction

This story is about an 17 year old girl named Brenna Houston. She is a normal teenage girl, except for one simple thing... She HATES One Direction. Find out what happens to Brenna as she experiences Love, Death and Happiness.

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14. Chapter 13

Hello, Little Monsters! :) xx Sorry about the shortness of the recent chapter. I actually made it extra long then cut it super short. I am seriously sick of the cliffhangers too but it makes my story interesting. Okay! So enjoy this chapter. I am going to try and make it reasonably long. Hopefully you'll enjoy this chapter! xx

Tonight Let's Get Some; And Live While We're Young (Quote: One Direction From: LWWY)

Chapter 13

*Nialls P.O.V*

"Hello, Mr. Houston," Gracie replies. Her eyes widen at the sight of this man and she sits up in our double bed. Houston, Houston, Houston. I think to myself, trying to recall where I've heard the name before. Isn't that Brenna's last name? I think.

"Where's my daughter?" Mr. Houston asks. Gracie looks at me worriedly and looks back to Mr. Houston, trying to hide the fear in her eyes, even though it was very clear.

"Uh, um-" Gracie starts.

"You mean Brenna?" I ask Mr. Houston, pulling myself into the conversation.

"Yes, Brenna," He replies.

"Brenna just fainted. She's fine though, sir," I say. Mr. Houston cocks his head to the side, like he realized something.

"Aren't you Niall Horan? From One Direction?" Mr. Houston asks, trying desperatley to change the subject off him and Brenna. I smile broadly.

"Why, yes I am," I reply, sitting up in bed. It made me feel good to make someone impressed.

"Oh my Lord!" Mr. Houston exclaims. I let out a small laugh.

"Not to be rude, sir, but, aren't you a tad old to be into One Direction?" I ask, trying to sound as polite as I can but not doing a very good job.

"Oh, yes," Mr. Houston begins to laugh like I am. "I am not necessarily classifying myself as a 'fan', just simply an admirer," He remarks. I smile, easing myself off the laughing.

"That's cool! You're a lot different than your daughter," I tell Mr. Houston.

"Not anymore. She's dating one of your band members, of course she loves you!" Mr. Houston laughs. Brenna was right; her Dad is nice. Hopefully he'll let us stay in his house a little longer.

"I guess so," I remark. Gracie and I look at each other, smiling. I kiss her gently on the forhead and hug her. I could feel Mr. Houston's eyes on us so I pulled away.

"Good on ya, Gracie," He says.

"For what?" Gracie asks.

"For choosing the right member to date," He replies, winking at Gracie and I.

"I think I should be the one getting congratulated," I explain. Gracie and Mr. Houston glare at me. I can see confusion in both their eyes.

"What for?" Mr. Houston asks.

"For being the luckiest man in the world," I reply and kiss Gracie on the cheek while she goes bright red.

*Zayn's P.O.V*

I fluttered my eyes open and look around me, startled. Where am I? I think to myself, looking around the room. Everything was fuzzy, all I could see was outlines of shapes. I figure walked in that looked sincerely familiar. The figure looked like a manly version of Brenna.

"So you must be Zayn," The man said. I nodded and sat up. My vision was clearing slowly.

"Yes I am. Pleasure to meet you," I reply.

"Oh no, Zayn. The pleasure is all mine. My daughter's name is Brenna; Brenna Houston? Have you heard of her?" He asks. I smile. It's Brenna's Dad. I think to myself.

"Um; yes. I have," I reply, trying to hide the happiness in my eyes.

"I wanted to meet you in person, as you are my daughter's boyfriend," He smiles. I smile in reply.

"Yes, sir. Nice to meet you," I remark.

"Just call me Mark," He smiles broadly.

*Louis' P.O.V*

"Louis, what are you doing?" Harry asked me.

"To be precise," I started, attempting to sound like a very intelligent Scientist, even though I'm obviously not, "I am attempting to calculate the temperature of this chicken," I shove my finger into my Nando's chicken and move it around, splashing salsa and chilli sauce all over Harry and I.

"Louis! You just flung that in my eye!" Harry shouted covering his eye.

"That's why you wear safety glasses while I'm doing a test, my not-so-intelligent assistant," I remark. Harry shakes his head.

"Liam!" Harry complains. I can hear Liam sigh from the other side of the table.

"What?!" Liam replies, annoyed that Harry interrupted his eating.

"Louis flung salsa in my eye!" Harry cries like a baby.

"Louis!" Liam yells.

"Let me explain, please young sir. I was simply doing an expirement," I explain.

"Of what?" Liam asks, "How much salsa can you throw into Harry's eye?"

"No. Harry was being unsafe. He should of been wearing his safety glasses. I was trying to figure out how hot the chicken is!" I explain. I show Liam and Harry the safety glasses I was wearing, which were 3D glasses that bearly fitted me from the Kids Meal, which Harry also got.

"Well, cut it out," Liam remarks, finishing up his chicken. Liam's phone buzzed and he pulled it out, looking at the text.

"What does it say, Liam?" I ask, trying to look over at his iPhone 4S. Harry could now open his eye so he was trying to look too.

"It's from Paul," Liam smiles.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Harry screams, reaching out for Liam's iPhone. Liam swats his hand away and mouths to him: 'You're not a Monkey.' making Harry giggle.

"It says," Liam continues, "that there is flights re-opened! Paul said we can catch one in 3 days time, on Tuesday! Which is the day after Brenna's Graduation!" Liam said, extremly excited. Harry and I look at eachother in utter shock.

"What?" I ask, I was struggling to believe what Paul said and why Liam was excited.

"I said-"

"We know what you said, Li, it's just hard to believe," Harry explains and I nod.

"Why? We get to go home!" Liam exclaims, confused.

"And leave Brenna and Gracie. I cannot believe the three months is up," I say mopily.

"You guys keep thinking of the negatives! Think of the positives! We get to see our families again," Liam replies. "Don't you want that?"

"We do, Liam. It's just going to be incredibly hard to say goodbye to Brenna and Gracie," I say.

"Yeah," Harry agrees.

"Should we go see Niall, Zayn, Brenna and Gracie in the hospital now then?" Liam asks.

"Yes, please," I reply. We stand up and walk out of the Nando's front door. We run to the car, hoping no paparazzi will catch us, and floor it to the hospital.

*Niall's P.O.V*

Louis, Liam and Harry stormed into our room.

"WE HAVE NEWS," He yelled at us. I put down my cooking book and nudged Gracie, since she was a sleep, and we both sat up.

"What?" I asked, annoyed they interupted my relaxing time.

"Um, well-"

"It's kinda hard to explain, but-"

"WE GET TO GO HOME!" Liam screamed, interupting Louis who interupted Harry.

Gracie and I turned our heads and looked at each other, a tear in both our eyes.

"How-"

"When-"

"What's going on?" Brenna asked as she was rolled into the room, back to her normal spot and the nurse walked back out of our room.

"They're going home," Gracie said.

*Brenna's P.O.V*

I sat up in my bed, feeling confused, shocked, angry and upset. Zayn was going home.

"W-what?" I stutter.

"Flights cleared up back to England, Brenna. We'll be leaving on Tuesday, the day after your Graduation," Liam explained. Louis came over and sat in my bed with me.

"It'll be okay, love. Zayn and you can still comnect over Skype and phone calls," Louis said, trying his best to comfort me, but it wasn't helping. Louis wasn't the comforting type; he was the loud type. That means that his comforting skills have been flushed down the toilet around 21 years ago, aka, he never had comforting skills.

"But, Louis," I started, now crying. "What if everything isn't "alright?"

"What's not alright?" Zayn asked as he was rolled into our room and put next to Louis and I.

"Can you tell him, Lou?" I ask as Zayn kisses me on the forhead and I snuggle into his shoulder. Louis nods, winking at me.

"Sure thing, babe," Louis replies.

"Tell me, Boo Bear," Zayn smiles. That smile will be smacked right off his face when he realizes what Louis has told him.

"Um, it's kind of hard to explain," Louis starts.

"Just tell me," Zayn replies.

"Well... we're going home," Louis says, cringing and waiting to hear Zayn's response. I felt Zayn tense up. He placed me back in my bed and sat up in his own. Harry, Liam, Niall and Gracie all stared at us, waiting for Zayn to do something that will be unforgettable for the rest of everyone's lives.

"I need to go for a walk. Brenna, come with me, please," Zayn says. Everyone sighs in relief for the fact that they're not going to see Zayn's reaction. Everyone except me.

"Yes, Zayn," I reply. Louis mouths: 'You go, girl' which makes me smile. I mouth back a quick 'Thanks' which makes Louis smile like I did. I follow Zayn out of our dorm. He leads me down into a seperate free room.

"Would you like me to leave?" A nurse asks who was already standing in the room we had just got into.

"Yes, please," Zayn replies. The nurse smiles. And shuts the door behind her. Everything went silent around Zayn and I. He led me over to a double bed and lay down. I sat on top of him.

"I love you, Brenna. Since I don't want to leave you," Zayn says between short, yet strong, kisses on our lips.

"I love you too. I don't want to say goodbye," I reply.

"Since I don't want to leave, there is one thing that I really want to do before I leave," Zayn says. I smile, knowing what he's talking about.

"I think we're on te same page here, babe," I reply. Zayn takes off his shirt, revealing his abs.

"Good. You're a virgin like me, right?" Zayn says as I take off my own top, showing Zayn my bra.

"Not for long," I reply, winking.

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