It Wont Be Like This For Long...

In this story, a girl, Kendal, and her best friend, Molly, meet One Direction whist at their concert in London. Kendal has always lived there. In Cheshire. Molly lives in America, but only because her parents made her move over there. -We used to pick on people like Americans, but now, Molly is sort of aone now... so we try our best not to. She's lived there so long, her accent is starting to fade away, slowly, but surely. Soon enough, she'll be a regular old Jolly Englander. We call America 'Jolly Ol' England'. It's just something we do here.-
Enjoy this story. It's about us, meeting One Direction and Zayn really starts to take a liking to Molly... and there are some problems along the way, but we all stay on the right track, and we get them where their hearts are. So, enjoy:)


28. Zayn's Problem Comes Out

He finally woke up about 10 minutes later. He smiled at me, which I returned.

"How did I get here, Lou?" I asked him, motioning to my head being in his lap. He shrugged and shook his head, smiling.

"I dont know." He said. I looked over towards where Liam had been, he was sleeping also. And I didnt notice that Molly and Zayn had joined us at some point, they were still awake. Is Molly mad at me? I wasnt sure... I just looked at her, and she made a face. I took out my phone, and I decided to text Molly, so I wouldnt have to announce anything to anyone else around the room.

Me: Molly, whats wrong? U mad, bro? :)

I typed that up, and I watched Molly until she picked up her phone and examined the text message. She set her phone down for a minute, and looked at me. I moved my eyebrows up and down, asking her to write back. She rolled her eyes and picked up the phone. I finally got her text in about 2 more minutes. It was a long message, or she was just really slow at typing.

Molly: Yeah, a little. I told you not to get so serious. So, you guys got serious, or tried to, and see what happened? He's a popstar, Paul is his guardian, he doesnt need anything right now. He doesnt need a wife. He doesnt need children. You need to take it slower, or Louis will get a little upset and dump you. SLOWER. If you dont listen this time, Paul will take him away... for good, and then me and you will be forced to go home... And I cant leave now. I like Zayn a lot.

I didnt even realise that Louis'd read the message. He took my phone, which I didnt mind, and he wrote her back.

Me(Well, Louis off my phone): No, you're wrong. I wont leave her. And we are going slow. It's not your opinion that counts. And Zayn got drunk and cheated on you... So, I dont think you love him... or like him. See what happens when you go TOO slow? Well, you have a prime example with you and Zayn. I think you need to talk to him. My relationship is my problem, well, it's not a problem, so, thanks for the advice. It wasnt really needed. Dont blame Kendal for this. Nothing happened to your friendship.

I re-read the message that Louis had sent. I regretted seeing Molly get it, because he'd written about Zayn and that girl. I wasnt so sure how Molly would react. I didnt want to stick around and find out either. Unless she doesnt care. And, who's going to stop her from wanting to go home? Nobody if I'm not here... So, I stayed. I looked over at Molly, gasping at her phone. She's just read it. Oh-no. Molly jumped off of Zayn's lap, Zayn letting out a startled gasp.

"Zayn! You cheated on me? And you got drunk while cheating? How could you?!" Molly said, flinging herself away from Zayn's reach. She ran into the bedroom, Liam and Harry followed her. Leaving only me, Niall, Louis, and a very upset Zayn. I almost cried, this was sad, not sad, upsetting.... Molly's first real crush, well, her first like. I hadnt ever seen her so happy before, than when she was with Zayn. But cheating, cheating is a bad thing. He shouldnt have done it. Even being drunk, it's not an excuse... There is no excuse, unless they'd been broken up. Louis grabbed my arm, and led me out to the kitchen area. Niall and Zayn were yelling back and forth to each other about this. I followed Louis the rest of the way, he was actually taking me to Paul's room. He ran over to Paul's bedroom door, and gave it a strong knock. He knocked three times before Paul came to the door, a little upset still. I could tell he didnt want to see us... quite yet anyways.

"What now, Louis?" Paul asked, annoyed. He looked like he'd been sleeping. He rubbed his eyes, tired eyes, and then yawned.

"Niall and Zayn are screaming at each other, and they might start a fight... I just wanted to tell you, but it you dont care then... That's fine. Just thought I'd let you know before a fight breaks out and then there are more hurt members of One Direction. Plus, Zayn hit Kendal once, he isnt doing it again. When he was drunk, he took swings at both of us. Tried to give me a run for my money, but I apparently am better than him.... and, yeah. The fight." Louis said, trying to be as calm about this as possible. It brang tears to his eyes to even think about the fights with Zayn last night. I didnt even stay long enough to find out how Zayn had gotten home. It wasnt important.

"Niall and Zayn are fighting? Holdup, Zayn beat you guys?!" Paul said, we both nodded. Paul got angry, and ran into the living room. We followed behind him, I wanted to shut my eyes when we got to the living room, but it was too late. I'd already seen what the fight had brought to us. And Niall. Niall was lying on the ground, back perched against a couch, his eye was bleeding and so were his nose and mouth. I didnt even look for Zayn, this was all too awful to take in. If Niall was this bad, I couldnt imagine Zayn... I rushed over to Niall, he was concious, but he was weak. I helped him to his feet, while Louis went over to Zayn. Zayn didnt get it as bad as Niall had, which means Niall was the target. Zayn was unconcious, which meant Niall had messed him up pretty bad. Probably with one punch. I helped Niall stand up more, and he leaned on me. I supported his weight and helped him by almost carying him over to a couch. He sat down, and leaned against the back of it. He wanted me to sit next to him, and I obeyed, because he was hurt, and Louis joined me shortly, after he helped Paul get Zayn into Paul's room. Zayn would have to stay away from us all now, mostly Niall me and Louis. He hadnt touched the others. I still love Zayn, because I am a fan of One Direction. I know he means well, I think he's tired, and I think he needs to just sit and relax a little. If Louis asked for peace and quiet for a little while, I would let him. But, Molly, she doesnt take it the right way, she thinks she needs to be with her boyfriend every second of the day, which is insane. But, she is only 17, turning 18 soon. I will be 20 soon. I hope my 20th means my mum will finally stop treating me like a little girl. Okay, so, I do still need some help on things, but I dont need her to be with me every second of the day.  I dont need her constantly at my flat, except for when I'm away and she needs to make sure nothing happens to my car, and my house. I dont need something bad to happen and then I'd have to move back into my mum's house. I definetly dont need that... I would hate that. Living with my four annoying little brothers again, my one sister is okay, but she's only 12, so she gets annoying sometimes. My family has scared away every guy I've liked since I lived with them. And after they were gone, they'd tell me that my family is just too weird. And they'd never want to be in that family at all. I always hated my family when they ruined everything, but I'd always move on. And start the cycle over again. And right now, Louis is 20, which means we're only about a couple months apart. This is why I'm a little afraid to let Louis meet my parents properly. They might mess up this, and if they do, I will go into depression. I needed to know...

"Hey, uh, Louis?" I ask, seeing as though we are alone. Niall fell asleep for a quick nap before he wakes up in pain.

"Yes, love?" I hear Louis say, and I turn to him.

"I think you like me enough for me to ask you something..." I say.

"Yeah, anything my lady." He said, and I look him in the eyes.

"My family... they, well, they... They tend to chase away every single guy I've ever even shown an interest in. I dont want them to ruin us.." I say, still looking in his eyes, and he smiles.

"I will never leave you. Your family and you, you're all perfect the way you are. You just have to promise to put up with my pranks and all that crap. Just because I love you, doesnt mean I wont prank you. I prank the ones I love even more than anybody. Oh, baby, you're in for a ride in this relationship." Louis says, reassuring me, and making me laugh.

"I promise. And, I will get you back for all of it. I also promise to that, too." I say, and he pokes me in the stomach and smiles.

"Then, as soon as we can move into a house, it's on." He says. I just smile at him, and nod, agreeing.

"Sounds great." I say, and it's his turn to nod. Wait, did I just agree to share a house with Louis? Yes, yes I did. I dont care, I love Louis. And if we share a house, Molly could live in mine for a while, and take care of it, if we stay friends after all of this. And then I remembered, Molly.

"Louis, Molly. What are we going to do about Molly? And Zayn... I dont know what's wrong with him.." I say, and Louis looks wide-eyed.

"Oh yeah! Well, Zayn is hung over, and Molly needs a friend." He says, and then he pats me on the back, "That would be where you come in, babe." He finishes, but I already knew what he meant.

"Where did she go? I think we need to talk, alone this time... I'll be back." I say, after Louis points to the besdroom. I walk into the bedroom, seeing Molly, Harry and Liam all sitting together. The boys see why I'm here, share one last look with Molly, and then leave. I take a seat on the bus floor, next to Molly. She says nothing for a moment. Then she speaks.

"I thought Zayn was right for me... I really did." She says. I just nod, and let her take it all out. I learned it from my mum, letting someone just talk out their feelings helps. It makes them feel better with themselves, and it helps them think of a situation.

"I dont know why he did it.... He was drunk. And I dont think he knew what he was doing at the time. Look, Molly, you are only   17. I think there is someone wonderful waiting for you. He may not be from One Direction, or even famous, but, he'll be perfect for you. And all of these hard parts in life happen for a reason. It's your turn whether you'll forgive him or not... It's up to you completely." I say, and she nods her head.

"Yeah. I dont know for sure. I think I need some time to think about this. Alone, if you dont mind." She says, and I understand. These things take time to get over and think about. I stand up, and leave her alone.

"Wait!" I hear Molly say. I turn around, and she motions for me to come closer.

"Do--do you think he deserves to be forgiven? Do you think if I take Louis' advice and move at Zayn's pace for the relationship, would he cheat again, do you think? I just dont know." She says. I dont sit, because she needs alone time to think about this... And I definetly want her to have some.

"I cant say no to whether he'll do it again or not. And if you take it his pace, you dont have to do anything you dont want to do. And, whether or not he deserves to be forgiven is up to you. This is all up to you, not me... I have no clue what is in your head. Do you think he will cheat again? I mean, he was drunk... I dont know. He's only being this way because he's hung over. And, well, maybe you should ask him why he went out and got drunk anyway... I dont think it's me or just anyone you need to talk to about this. I think it's Zayn. There might be a problem he wants to get off his chest. Why dont you ask him? Go into Paul's room and talk to him. Alone. Nobody else." I say, and she nodds, and then I leave.

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