My Wish...

Lola Rain makes a simple wish on a star to wake up the next morning in Harry Styles bed. Her wish to become his girlfriend came true. But what happens when Harry isn't the guy she thought he would be? And what if a romance is brewing between her and another one of his band mates, a guy she never thought she would end up with.


14. That's My Story

Lola's P.O.V.


"That's my story.." An hour later and a tissue box later, I told Zayn my whole story. We sat outside and drank hot tea. The sun was setting behind the building. The orange and pink color were mixing into the clouds. It was so beautiful out here. I wish I could just sit here forever but I knew that couldn't happen. Not in a million years. I needed to get back to the way things were before.


Zayn let out a long sigh. I looked over at him. Half of his face was darken but the half that wasn't shined like.. The sun at its highest peak. I think that's why I liked Zayn back before this whole mess. Everyone liked his dark side look but I saw both sides. The dark side but the bright side as well. He was different than the rest of the boys and I liked that he stood out rather than blending in with the rest of the guys.


"Lola. I'm going to tell you a story about a boy who lived in the UK and dreamed of being famous. It was my dream to go on the X Factor and win the whole thing but in reality, I couldn't. It's not because I couldn't sing but because I was scared of leaving the only family that I have. So one day, I was walking home from work when I saw this shooting star. I looked up at it and I wished, not thinking it would come true, to become famous. The next day, I woke up with these guys around me. My life changed forever." He paused, taking a sip of his tea and looking at me with his dark eyes. "What happened to me ended up being a blessing and a curse. I wonder if I never made that wish and actually tired out for the X Factor if things would have been different. I'm only here because of a wish but then again, it gave me what I needed along with my family."


We stared into one another's eyes. He gave me a half smile then stood up. He patted my shoulder then took off into the house.


"Wait!" I yelled going after him.


He stopped half way up the stairs. He leaned over the railing and gave me a smile.


"How is that suppose to help me?" I asked.


His smile stayed on his face as he said, "I don't know but it's fun to watch you struggle. I guess the point of me telling you my story is to get you thinking. Just know, if you never made that wish, Harry or Liam would never in a million years fall for a girl like you. Have a good night." He jumped up the stairs. My mouth dropped. To got to be fucking kidding me.

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