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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43. Hellen Show

We meet the boys downstairs and Doniya waits outside of the dressing room with Kriss while Amber and I change and give new clothes to the boys for them to change. 

"How are you feeling?" Zayn asks me.

"What are you referring to?" I question as I pull a pale pink sweater over my light pink sweater. I pull on a pair of black jeans and slip on my black heels. Zayn is wearing a pale pink shirt (Against his wishes) with his leather jacket and dark jeans along with his Doc Martens.

Harry decided to be daring and put on pale pink jeans. The other boys are wearing khakis with nice shirts - Louis' suspenders are pink, Liam is wearing a pink plaid shirt, and Niall is wearing a pink polo. Amber and I always try to incorporate their style with the color scheme that we choose. Amber went with a pink dress and grey sweater with grey flats. Her and Harry match just as well as Zayn and I do.

"Um...your ability to walk I guess," Zayn answers my question.

"It hurts," I respond. 

"How about I make it up to you," He suggests.

"And how are you going to do that?" I ask.

"Well," He begins putting his hands on my waist.

"Oh no," I push his hands away.

"What?" He asks hurt.

"No, no, no. Definitely nothing romantic for the rest of the day after that kiss in front of Simon," I tell him.

"He was cool with it!" He exclaims.

"But I wasn't," I reply. He mumbles something unintelligent and trudges off. "Beware guys. He's going to have another tantrum," I warn them.

"He better not have it on the television," Amber mutters. I sigh and re-apply liner and some gloss. 

I head out of the dressing room to find Doniya and Zayn arguing. "It was just a suggestion Zayn," She sighs.

"I don't care Doniya. Go away," He tells her.

"Zayn," She says impatiently. "She's been asking to see you," She says quietly. Zayn doesn't even glance at her before stalking off. 

"Don't be offended by his mood. His throwing a tantrum," I tell her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I suggested that he goes to see our grandmother. We don't know how much time she has left. But he shut me down," She sighs. I give her a hug.

"I'll talk to him," I tell her.

"What did you mean when you said he's throwing a tantrum?" She asks me.

"We always have little tiffs and he gets mad for a little while and then he apologizes. This time, he'll just have to get over it sooner," I reply, beginning to head off to where he went. 

I knock on the door to one of the dressing rooms. I know he's inside. "Zayn, let me in," I tell him. I bang on the door but he refuses to let me in. I take one of the bobby pins out of my hair and pick the lock.

I open the door to see him sitting on the ground, his head in his hands. "Oh Zayn," I say, bending down and placing a hand on his arm. He pushes me away. I grab his arm again. "Stop pushing me away because I'm not going anywhere," I tell him calmly. 

He raises his head and I see his eyes are red and puffy. I pull him against me, into my arms now. I don't say anything to him, but I let him just catch his breath for a moment. "Come on," I get up and hold my hand out to him. He stands up and I kiss away his tears. 

We wrap our arms around each other and walk out to the van. Doniya is sitting in the back with Kriss. "Are you okay?" Kriss asks Zayn. He nods, but let's his head fall on my lap. I look back at Doniya and she seems amazed that he is calm.

Everyone is silent. "Will you sing for me?" Kriss asks me. I smile at her and start singing softly. I feel a tear drip on my pants and I trace patterns on Zayn's side. 

You:

"You, make me complete

You, bring out the best 

and hide the worst

 

You accept me for me

And thats why I love you

Thats why I can love again

 

The stars shine bright

When I look in your eyes

And I can finally see

I can finally be me

 

When I'm with you

The world just disappears

And all I feel

is loved,"

 

Zayn grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly before sitting up and kissing my cheek as I finish. "Is that about me?" He whispers. I nod. He drapes an arm around my shoulders and I squeeze his hand again.

"Your voice is beautiful," Kriss tells me.

"Thanks sweetie," I reply reaching back and poking her nose. 

We reach the television studio and Doniya offers to stay with Kriss on the side while we're all on air. "Thanks so much," I tell Doniya. She pulls me in for a hug.

"No one can calm him down that quickly," She whispers in the hug.

"I'm magical," I wink at her as I take Zayn's hand and we stand on the edge of the set, waiting for our entrance. 

The boys, Amber, and I walk on the set all together, taking seats on a couch. We all have to squish and unfortunately I end up sitting on Zayn's lap and Amber on Harry's. This set is more like a stage, however, because there is an audience that is interactive.

"I'm here with One Direction and the two newest celebrity couples, Zalex and Hamber. How are you?" Hellen asks us.

"We are very well, thank you," Liam answers kindly.

"I hear that you have a new song that you will be performing at Sunday night's concert," Hellen says.

"Yes, that is true," Louis replies.

Hellen talks about their upcoming tour that will begin in January (it's early November). The boys answer lightheartedly and I try to look interested in everything being said. "So how do you feel about the name Zalex?" Hellen asks Zayn and I.

"Well at first we weren't sure about it, but I think it fits us," Zayn answers.

"How so?" She questions.

"Well the name Zalex sounds powerful. It shows that we should be taken seriously. But it also leaves you thinking how things could turn out. Are we gentle? Cruel? It leaves an important first impression, but doesn't set much in stone," I explain.

"Well that was certainly deep," Hellen smiles, turning to the audience. More questions are aimed at me including questions concerning kissing Zayn, dancing with Zayn, dancing in general, knowing the boys, and more types of questions. 

On the screen behind us pops up a picture of Zayn and I kissing in front of the squirt gun arcade game at the amusement park from a few days ago. In the picture you can see Kriss sitting in the back, laughing. Another picture pops up, this time of Zayn, Kriss and I entering the Main Center, all of us in black with our Doc Martens on. "I think what everyone would like to hear is, who is this little girl?" Hellen asks. My smile doesn't waver, but my heart seems to stop. I feel Zayn tense under me, but I'm sure it isn't noticeable to anyone else.

"Gee, and I thought we were being secretive," I laugh. "The little girl here in the pictures is a child that Zayn and I care for very much," I tell Hellen.

"Why yes, I think that is quite evident," Another picture pops up of me kissing Kriss' forehead. 

"Kriss why don't you come out here sweetie," I call to the side of the set.

"What are you doing?" Zayn mutters. I stand up and watch as Kriss walks on the set. I mentally thank myself for picking out her clothes for today. She's wearing grey jeans, a pink sweater and Converse. She takes my hand and leads the way over to Hellen.

"Hello," Kriss says to Hellen.

"Why hello little one," Hellen smiles.

"My name is Kristen," Kriss pauses, holding out her hand, "but you can call me Kriss," The entire audience 'awwws' and Hellen shakes Kriss' hand. 

"I'm sure you can understand when I say we aren't quite ready to fully reveal who our new gem is," I tell Hellen sympathetically, but leaving no room to discuss the matter further. 

"Of course," She says. 

"It was so very nice meeting you," Kriss announces to the audience. She waves to them, gives me a quick hug and skips off the stage. It's pretty obvious that the crowd fell in love with her. Zayn stands up and stands next to me. He wraps his arms around me from behind I smile.

"We will take questions from the audience now," Niall tells Hellen.

Hellen nods and picks out a girl in the audience who raised her hand. "Is it true that you are an amazing singer Alex?" The girl asks.

"Yes!" All of the boys answer together. I feel myself blush.

"Do you mind singing a song?" Hellen jumps at the chance.

"Actually I'm saving my voice for Sunday night, where I am opening for the boys," I answer confidently when inside my nerves are going crazy.

"Oh so you and Zayn are singing a duet right?" Hellen asks.

"Yes, that's correct," Zayn answers. At Zayn's answer I nod in agreement, but in my head I am plotting ways to kill him.

"Well you heard it here folks. The newest celebrity couple will be performing together this Sunday night at the arena," Hellen announces.

"I do believe we are out of time, but thank you so much for having us on your show," Harry saves me.

"No, thank you for all of the up to date information," Hellen grins. She signs out of the network and the boys, Amber, and I leave the set.

"I am going to murder you!" I yell at Zayn. "A duet?" I exclaim.

"Hey, I was just listening to Simon," Zayn replies.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Simon was in the back of the audience and he nodded at me when Hellen asked," He defends himself. I turn to Simon raving mad, but Kriss comes out of no where and so I bend down and she jumps into my arms. 

I hold her in my arms and kiss her cheeks. "You were so good baby!" I tell her, keeping up the happy charade in front of her.

"I do have to say, that was an amazing way of handling that," Simon says to me.

"She charmed everyone," Louis agrees.

"You are writing that duet," I tell Simon.

"Deal," He smiles.

I sigh and we say good-bye to Simon. Doniya comes back to the lofts with us for a while - I invite her over for dinner against Zayn's wishes. "She's your sister, get over it," I tell him when he complains. We head back to the lofts together and I kiss Zayn's cheek.

"So you like Doniya huh?" I ask Kriss.

"I love her just like I love you," Kriss tells me.

I hug her tightly against me. "I love you too Kriss," I kiss her forehead. After dinner Doniya helps Kriss get ready for bed while I help Zayn clean dishes. 

I go in to Kriss' room to say goodnight to her. "Will you sing me a song? Pleaseeeee," Kriss begs. I smile and lay next to her, singing her a lullabye.

After a few minutes she falls asleep and I head back out to Zayn and Doniya. "That one is a keeper. Don't let her go," I hear Doniya tell Zayn.

"I have no intention to," Zayn replies just as I come into sight.

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