Rebellious, Beautiful, and Insecure

Alex and Amber are sisters. They are twins actually, Alex being twenty minutes older. Amber is always going, going, going with boys. But Alex rarely even goes on dates - and for a reason. The two sisters get jobs working for One Direction and the boys are quick to fall for them. Will Alex let her guard down and fall for the boy? Or will her past keep her from ever finding love? Travel along these girls' journey as teenagers, getting caught in fame, mystery, and intensity.

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41. Afterwards

"In the morning I wake up to a combination of the sunlight pouring in the room and a knock on the bedroom door. I move to sit up but I'm locked in Zayn's arms. "Just a minute!" I call to Kriss who I know is on the other side of the door. 

I shake Zayn awake. "What?" He asks.

"We're naked in bed and Kriss is right outside of the door. Clothing please!" I exclaim, holding the blanket against my chest. He throws me a jumper and a pair of boxer shorts as he struggles to pull on a pair himself and then goes to open the door. I yank the jumper over my head and reach for my toes to pull on the boxer shorts, not even wanting to find out how much pain I'm going to be in.

"Good morning Kriss," I switch on a smile as she enters the room, the monkey Zayn won her in her arms. 'Aspirin' I mouth to Zayn and he heads off down the hallway. "He'll be right back," I tell her as she looks after him. 

"Does he always sleep in just his undies?" She asks.

"He's crazy like that," I answer laughing as I have her lay next to me. Zayn comes back in and hands me two little pills which I swallow down quickly. 

"I'm crazy like what?" Zayn questions, wrapping an arm around me. 

"Because you always sleep in your undies," Kriss repeats.

"Yup. Just my undies," He chuckles. We laugh together and put Kriss in the middle. Its 7am now and we have to be in today at noon again. 

The three of us stay in bed until 8h 30 when Zayn sends Kriss off to tell Amber I said thank you. I mentally prepare myself for the pain I'm about to be in when I move my lower section. But as I swing my legs over the side of the bed there's no way I could've prepared for this pain. I gasp, unable to breathe for a good ten seconds before I can think past the pain. I refuse to let myself be stumped by it and force myself to stand up. I have to lean against the wall while I get my bearings because the pain is so much.

"She said...um... she said it was her turn to get clothes," Kriss comes back in shouting.

"Thanks for delivering that message," I smile, trying to hide my pain. "Zayn why don't you set up cartoons for her," I call to him. He calls Kriss and she disappears.

A minute later Zayn enters the room. "I am going to murder you," I tell him.

"You really can't walk?" He asks. I shake my head. "I'm torn between being proud and being guilty," He says.

"If you want to get through the day, be guilty," He can tell I'm serious, because I'm not even trying to hide the pain from him. He helps me take an assisted step and then makes me take one on my own. 

As we make our way to the living room I can take steps on my own, but in order for me to not look like a robot, Zayn needs to be supporting some of my weight. "How are we going to hide this?" I ask him.

"Hide what?" Kriss asks.

"Nothing," Zayn answers. She narrows her eyes at him and I laugh. I go sit on the counter in the kitchen which hurts very much, and Zayn gives me a sympathetic look as he boosts me up on the counter. 

"Zayn, what are we going to do about Kriss?" I ask him quietly. 

"I don't know. I mean, I love her to pieces already, but I'm not sure we can handle a little girl," He says.

"Especially if we split up," I mutter.

"Hey," He says, stepping closer and tilting my chin up to look at him. "We aren't splitting up," He tells me. "There's no way I'm going to lose you after losing so much," He mumbles the last part. He pulls me into a hug.

"Zayn are you okay?" I ask him. He holds the hug, not wanting to let go of me. I hear him sniffle. "Zayn," I say concerned, pulling him back to look at him. He holds himself against me so that I can't look at his face.

"I can't lose you Alex," He whispers.

"You won't Zayn. You won't," I assure him. He pulls away and rubs his eyes, not looking at me. He turns away from me and puts bagels in the toaster oven.

There's a knock on the door. I look over to see Kriss going to answer. Immediately my thoughts go to Jeremy and I jump off of the counter, ignoring the horrible pain in my lower half to sprint to Kriss and get her out of the way. "Kriss!" I exclaim. I travel the 30 feet in less than five seconds, grabbing her in my arms right before she reaches the door. 

"What's wrong?" She asks me, automatically hugging me tightly. Zayn is by our side in a second and pushes us behind him again as he opens the door.

In the doorway stands Amber with a bag full of clothes. "I see you're standing," Amber giggles to me. As soon as she says that all of the adrenaline I had to get Kriss wears off and all of the pain hits me at once. I gasp in the pain and reach out to grab Zayn to steady myself. "Perhaps I spoke too soon," She bites he lip. Kriss lifts up her head to see if I'm okay and I nod at her, putting her down. Amber hands me the bag of clothes and gives me the update of ten minutes before we leave.

"What's on the agenda for today?" I ask her, holding Kriss.

"Boys have two interviews and have to record two new songs," She tells me.

"Okay. I'll have these ones ready to go," I smile, but she can tell it's pained. She nods and gives me a quick hug before heading back downstairs.

"Did I do something wrong?" Kriss asks once Amber is gone.

"No sweetie, you just scared us that's all," I reply, kissing her forehead and then putting her down. I take the bag and try really hard to walk normally. 

In Zayn's room I change into my clothes for the day and struggle with pulling on my jeans because of the pain. "Shit," I mutter, realizing we have two minutes left by the time I'm pulling on my jumper. I rush out to Zayn and Kriss and help Kriss into her coat while throwing Zayn's at him.

"Wow, it looks like you're normal," Zayn says referring to how I'm walking.

"Shut up and grab my bag," I tell him, taking Kriss' hand.

He fake gasps. "Are you trusting me with your computer?" He asks.

"No. I'm trusting you to carry it five feet to me," I tell him. His face falls and he comes over and wraps an arm around my waist. 

We make it downstairs, and I clench my teeth, holding in the pain and trying to make it look normal. "You were almost late sister dear," Amber replies.

"But we aren't," I laugh. We climb into the vans and the boys make jokes about Zayn and I's sex life. "Shut up, Kriss is here," I tell them, covering her ears. 

They fall silent and Liam just drives. We get to the Main Center and I'm determined to push the pain to the back of my mind. Amber and I pick out outfits for the boys and Amber starts to bring the clothes back towards them except for Zayn who is still over here. We made Kriss face the corner to not see any of them in their boxer shorts. 

Zayn, my boyfriend the idiot, drops his pants and boxer shorts when I give him new clothes to change into. "You don't have to change your boxer shorts," I tell him, glancing up and down his body. He grins. "Just change," I throw a jacket at his head and then turn around, putting the other options back in the drawers. 

He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me. "You're so touchy today," I laugh. 

"I have to um...go outside for a couple minutes. I'll be back in a few," He says awkwardly.

"Zayn?" I ask suspicious of where he's going. He flashes a smile at me and leaves the room. The other boys come back in and we head upstairs.

After a few minutes I grow impatient and worried about where Zayn is. I leave Kriss upstairs with Amber and then head down to find Zayn talking a girl. "Get your arse up those stairs now! You are late!" I exclaim. 

He smiles at the girl he's with gives her a hug and rushes past me up the stairs. "Sorry about that," I apologize to the girl.

"It's no problem," She laughs. "You're Alex right? The twin dating him?" She questions, walking over to me.

"Yup. That's me," I smile. "You two seem really close, would you like to come upstairs?" I offer her.

"Sure," She answers. We're on our way up when she turns to me. "So how is he in the sac?" She asks me.

"Um...good," I laugh. She nods, smiling and we keep walking. We stand on the side with Amber and Kriss during the interview. The girl chats with me about how good of a person Zayn is and I tell her how romantic he is.

After the interview she goes over to hug Zayn. Niall walks over to me. "I see you've met Doniya," He tells me.

"Oh is that her name?" I ask. He nods. "Who is she anyways? I shouldn't be jealous right?" I ask.

"Alex," He looks at me. I get worried for a minute. "That's his sister," He tells me.

"You've got to be shitting me," My jaw drops.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I was talking to her about my sex life with him!" I exclaim. He bursts out laughing. "Holy shit!" I walk over to Doniya and Zayn. "Oh my god, I totally didn't know you were his sister," I tell her. 

"Oh god what did she tell you?" Zayn asks.

"Girl talk," She shrugs and then turns to me. "And that's even better. I got a taste of what you're personality is and I like it," She smiles, hugging me. 

"Thanks," I reply unsurely. I lean on Zayn because even though I've been able to hide it, I'm in pain.

"Zayn!" Kriss cries excitedly and runs over. Zayn scoops her up in his arms. 

"Well who's this beauty?" Doniya asks waving to Kriss.

"This is Kriss," is all Zayn offers. Kriss waves back to Doniya, deciding not to be shy right now. 

"Is she yours?" Doniya asks me as Zayn and Kriss head off to look at Kriss' drawings. 

"Not quite. She's an orphan and was left alone in an amusement park. We took her in," I tell her as we look at the two of them. 

"Are you going to keep her?" She asks me.

"I don't know. I mean, Zayn and I both love her to pieces but I don't think we can take care of her as our daughter," I respond. 

"I might have a solution for you," She tells me.

"What is it?" I inquire.

"Well, my husband and I have been looking to adopt. If we took her than she'd have a home with a loving family and she could still be part of Zayn's and your life," She explains. 

"So you're offering to adopt her," I clarify. She nods.

"She's adorable and it's clear that she is already attached to you and Zayn. Completely taking her away from you both would rip her heart in two," She tells me.

"I'll talk about it with Zayn," I reply.

"Okay," She answers, "And by the way, I'm not going to say anything to Zayn about our girl talk," She let's me know. I nod a thanks and we make our way over to Zayn and Kriss.

"Kriss this is Doniya," I introduce them officially. Kriss reaches out to shake Doniya's hand but Doniya gives her a hug. Kriss looks at me to see if it's okay and I nod, a smile on my face.

"Okay guys, up to the recording booth," Amber ushers the boys out of the room. 

"Hun, you might want to put a little more effort in not walking funny," Doniya says suddenly next to me. She wraps an arm around my waist.

"That noticeable huh?" I ask, embarrassed. 

"I've see Zayn do this before, but never this bad," She giggles. The two of us are the last one to head up. 

"Oh really now?" I ask.

"He doesn't have the best past, that's true. But he's getting his act together," She tells me.

"Zayn said that he couldn't lose me, because he had lost so much already. What did he lose?" I ask her tentatively. 

"Our grandfather passed just over a month ago and our grandmother is in critical condition. Zayn practically ran away a year ago and I'm really the only family member he talks to. Our parents say that if he doesn't talk to them, then he can't talk to our younger siblings. It's been really hard for him," She explains to me. 

I look ahead up at Zayn who is holding Kriss, a smile on his face. "You'd never really know just looking at him," I say, but mostly it's too myself.

"I'm glad he has you. You're not a priss like his past girlfriends. At least I hope you're not," She tells me.

"I'm glad I have him. I'm just scared I'm going to hurt him," I reply.

"By breaking up with him?" She asks, beginning to get defensive.

"No, by being with him," I answer. "My ex-boyfriend is mentally unstable and keeps trying to come after me, and Zayn keeps trying to protect me. But I'm scared that because of me Zayn is going to get seriously hurt," I confide in her.

"Well, I can see it in his eyes how much he adores and loves you. And while I'm worried about his safety, he won't stop until yours is assured. When he feels something, he feels it-"

"Completely. Yea that's what everyone keeps telling me," I finish her thought.

"Well then everyone else sees it too. He'll never let you go. So don't break his heart okay?" She asks. I don't have a chance to answer before we're in hearing range of all of the boys. 

"Alex, has your mate decided if she wants the record deal?" Simon asks me. "The boys need an opening act for Sunday's concert and everyone is booked." He tells me urgently.

"Haven't you heard? It's her," Louis says. I send the rudest glare to Louis and Amber hits him on the chest.

Simon's eyes don't change. "You knew," I accuse him.

"I had my suspicions," He admits. "So will you do it?" He asks.

"Please!" The boys exclaim. They literally get on their knees. I scratch the back of my head awkwardly. 

"You can do it," Doniya tells me. I'm surprised by her over and over again. Her optimism, her encouragement, the fact that she is extremely easy to talk to. 

"I guess," I say unsurely. The boys get up and start 'yaying'. "I am so going to regret this," I mutter. Doniya laughs and I just shake my head.


 

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