It'll All Be Alright

I'm Dylan. Just a girl who moved to London a year ago with my parents. When I go to a One Direction concert, things get interesting. I fall hard for one of the boys, but am doubting if he really is comitted to the relationship... Please read! This is my first fanfic that I have ever posted! Please comment what you think.

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4. Afterwards

Zayn's POV

 While we were singing I remebered that security had given us backstage passes to give away. And I saw the girl in the front row that we had seen earlier at the coffee shop. With a friend.

 So I went over and handed them to her, winking. She smiled and took them. A gorgeous smile. She was so beautiful. Zayn! Perri!

 Then while we were answering tweets I looked over and saw the girl answer her phone. A minuet later her face dropped and she stared straight ahead. It looked like she was about to cry before she bolted away, her friend quickly following.

What?

Dylan's POV

 I ran behind the stadium. What does this mean? Are my parents... dead?

 I stopped and called my aunt back. "I'm sorry I had to get to a place where I could hear you better." I said. "That's fine Dylan, but are you okay?" My aunt asked me back. "I-I dont know. Are they alright." I asked. "Um... no the plane had no survivors."

 That broke me. My heart did stop then and there as I remebered all the amazing times I had with my parents. Sure we got in fights, but I did love them. They didnt even know about half of my life and I fully regret not telling them anything.

 Jo cought up to me as I hung up after saying goodbye to my aunt. I looked up at her from my spot sitting on the ground. I told her what my aunt had told me. Barely getting anything out from crying.

 My parents are dead.

Niall's POV

 I saw Zayn give away his backstage passes. Then I saw that he had given them to the girl we saw earlier at the coffee shop. She was with a friend now. Her friend was beautiful, but I still liked the other girl a lot more.

 Then when we were answering tweets she answered her phone and ran away.

 Damn. I was hoping to meet her. Maybe she didnt go anywhere. But her and her friend never came back.

So later after the signing, when the girl never showed up, we headed out the back of the staduim, only to see the two girls there.

 The first one was sitting down with her head in her hands. Her friend sitting next to her, rubbing her back trying to talk to her unsuccessfully.

 What's wrong? Zayn noticed too, and we both walked over to them, crouching down in front of them.

"Are you alright?" I asked the girl when I realized she was crying. She looked up and then looked at her friend who had an equally shocked look on her face. I couldn't help but smile.

 She nodded in response. "Y-yeah. Thanks." "If it's alright by me asking, what happened?" Zaynasked. She looked down. "Just bad news at the wrong time I guess." She said and we all stood up.

"What's your name?" I asked. "Dylan." She smiled. "And yours?" I turned to her friend. "Jordyn, but I go by Jo." She smiled too.

 These girls were so sweet. I wondered what kind of bad news, but decided not to ask.

"I'm sorry. I dont want to bother you. You're probablybusy and I'm just keeping you." The girl, Dylan, said. "No youre fine. When we see someone who needs help, we're there." Zayn said. "Thank you." she replied.

 We stood there for a minuet. "Would you like to hang out sometime?" Me and Zayn asked at the same time. We looked at eachother.

 They giggled. What a cute little laugh. "that'd be amazing." her friend, Jo, said. Dylan nodded in agreement.

 We exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up tomorrow if posible because we had to go, and so did they.

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