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.


35. Tantrum

"It better be," He says, holding my waist and pulling me against him.

"Zayn this needs to stop," I tell him tiredly, pulling away.

"What does?" He asks, confused and pouty.

"Yes, we are a couple - I'm actually still trying to figure out how you got me to agree to that. But we are at work which means work comes first right now. You know that," I say.

"Fine." He snaps, brushing past me towards the other boys. 

I sigh and walk over to Niall, fixing his hair a small bit. Niall puts an arm around my shoulder as we walk back to where the shoot is. "What are you doing?" I laugh as we walk.

"Trying to make Zayn jealous... I think it's working," He whispers as Zayn glances over and we watch his eyes narrow. 

"Niall, as much as I'm enjoying this, it's really mean. And he's already upset with me as it is," I say removing his hand.

"It's cool Alex. Well for now. Zayn's going to through a tantrum I bet," He replies.

"Yea, that's what I'm thinking," I sigh. 

"Okay lads, can you come line up here?" The photographer asks.

"I don't want to stand there," Zayn complains, standing on the edge. Niall looks at me and I nod - Zayn has started throwing his little tantrum. 

"Where would you like to stand then?" The photographer asks politely.

"Um... no where," Zayn answers, rolling his eyes and looking down at his hand. 

"Zayn, you need to focus," Simon announces, walking in. Zayn groans, but goes to stand where the photographer instructed. Simon comes over next to me. "Alright, what happened?" Simon asks me as the boys force smiles for the cameras. 

"I told Zayn he needs to lay back on the PDA at work and he got pissy. Then Niall put his arm around me to make him jealous and it worked. Now he's throwing a tantrum," I explain to Simon.

"I see," Simon replies. He looks me over carefully. "You certainly do have an effect on him," He tells me. 

"Yea. I can't tell if it's a good thing, or a bad thing though," I reply honestly, looking at Zayn. His eyes meet mine briefly and then he looks away.

"It's good that he has you," Simon says, patting my shoulder. "I'll be back in twenty minutes. Make sure they get at least thirty pictures," He tells me. I nod, getting myself back in business mode. 

As soon as Simon walks out, Zayn starts again. "I don't feel like being here," Zayn says, sitting down.

"Zayn, get back up please," Amber asks him.

"You know I'm so sorry. I forgot we were at WORK so EVERYTHING has to be business," He exclaims, but makes no move to get up. 

The photographer looks around helplessly, not wanting to be rude to the boys, but wanting to get the pictures done. "Why don't we move to the poses on the floor?" I ask the photographer, a polite smile on my face, trying to ignore Zayn.

"Sure," The photographer says. I stand next to the photographer and point out good shots for keeping. The photographer continuously tries to politely coax Zayn into following directions.

"God damn it Zayn just hit the poses," Louis exclaims.

"You can mad all you want on your own time," Liam tells him. The boys all yell at him and he hits the right poses. I try not to let my eyes linger on his chest for too long at a time. 

Once we have the right number of photos that we can use, I thank the photographer for his time and pay him with the credit card Simon gave me to use for the boys. "You must have your hands full with that one," The photographer says, referring to Zayn.

"You have no idea," I respond, shaking my head.

The boys head back downstairs to change again and I walk with Amber slowly. "Either way I'm going to have an argument with him. Should I stay there tonight?" I ask her.

"It's up to you. You'll probably end up doing it anyways," She says. 

"Who's up for clubbing tonight?" Louis asks excitedly in the dressing room. He's the only one who noticed Amber and I are in here so far.

"I think I'll pass. I'm going to try and do something romantic with Alex," Zayn calls. I raise my eyebrows and Louis smirks. I nod for Louis to continue.

"Like what? You don't think she'll have sex with you do you?" Louis asks. My jaw drops. I walk over to Lou and slap his arm. 

"I don't know. But I don't want to rush anything and risk ruining what we have," He answers from a distance.

"What you have, is a 24/7 argument," Liam says, seeing Amber and I and adding to the fun.

"She's too serious about work," Zayn answers, coming closer. Amber and I back out of the room and re-enter just as Zayn comes into view.

Immediately Zayn stops talking. "You ladies in for clubbing tonight?" Louis asks, as if it's the first time we are hearing about this.

"I don't think so. I'm kind of tired," I answer.

"I'm in," Amber answers, smiling at Harry. 

We ride back to the lofts and Zayn doesn't look at me, obviously just being mad because I'm around. Unfortunately we stop at Nandos on the way back and the paparazzi are there. Walking in, Zayn holds me around the waist, and I smile up at him. Just to give them something I reach up and kiss his cheek, right before fixing his hair. 

Once back in the car, I expect him to let go of me, but he keeps his arm where it is. I don;t move at all - if I move away he will think I'm seriously mad, but if I lean into him he'll think I'm not mad at all.

As soon as we get to the lofts, I climb out of the van and head up to Zayn's loft. It's about four o'clock right now, but I don't really plan on doing anything else today. I collapse on the couch after taking off my shoes and coat. 

"You always have to be difficult don't you?" I ask Zayn as he walks in. 

"What are you talking about?" He questions.

"Zayn. I told you work is work. I'm not doing it because I don't want to spend time with you, I'm doing it because I need this job and kissing your boyfriend in the middle of working is not the best way to keep your job," I say.

"I'm sorry," He says, sitting next to me on the couch and then pulling me on his lap. 

"I'm not sure I like this position," I mumble.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted. It's just, being with you is amazing and when you shut me down it hurts. I was just being difficult during the shoot because you hurt my feelings," He tells me.

"Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?" I ask.

"Oh it's official now?" He questions, his eyes brightening.

"Yes? Um I hope it is considering we told half of the world that it is this morning," I laugh. 

"You're so beautiful," He says. I smile and pull his chin towards me. 

"But I'm serious. Not as much PDA at work okay?" I ask him, right before our lips touch.

"No promises," He says, slamming his lips against mine. 

"I think it's really sweet that you don't want to pressure me into anything," I whisper to him. We ended up kissing a little while longer and now we are intermingled on the couch, laying in each other's arms and facing each other. 

"You heard that?" He asks, his cheeks reddening. I run my hand down his cheek and then put it on his side. 

"Yeah. I don't know why Louis asked that though," I tell him.

We lay on the couch like that for about an hour, just talking about past stuff from our lives like sports and hobbies. "Can I take a shower?" I ask him, getting untangled from his arms.

"Yea, sure," He answers. "Can I join you?" He asks.

"Hmm...I guess so. But eyes up okay?" I question him. He nods, completely amazed that I said yes. I wasn't sure how I felt about having sex with him, but I knew whatever I was feeling for him was deep. 

Zayn starts the water and grabs towels for us. "This is going to be interesting," I mumble to myself, climbing in the shower first. 

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