I've Changed

*Yes. I'm the "cute little girl" in the pictures with the boys. I'm the girl who was mostly always with Harry or Louis. But I'm not that little girl anymore. And they need to deal with it.*
Lux is now 16, and she's a trouble maker. That's all she does. She dropped out of school and she has one night stands. So when her mom ships her off for the summer to live with the 5 boys from the old band, One Direction, what will happen? Romance? Drama?


3. Starting To Get Feelings...



Lux P.O.V.


When we got back from Nando's, I went straight to my room. I shut the door quietly and flopped down on my bed.

I stared up at the ceiling, feeling the tears form in my eyes. I just wish I was with my mom. I wish I was with my mom AND dad. I wish we were all one happy family. Sure, Jason, my moms boyfriend, is nice and all, but I want to meet and see my real dad. I love Jason already, but I want my real dad to take care of me, not Jason.

As I was thinking, there was a knock at the door. "Come in." I mumbled. Zayn walked in, a frown planted on his face.

He walked over to my bed and lay down next to me. "Hey." He quietly said. "Hi." I said, not making eye contact.

"You still mad at me?" "No." I said, looking at him this time. He gave me a small smile, and I returned him one.

I looked into his deep brown eyes, and he looked into my ocean blue ones. I started to lean in, as well did he. When we were centimeters a part, he stopped.

"Lux." He whispered. "We cant do this. I'm married." He then sat up, brushing his hands threw his hair. I sat up awkwardly, sitting next to him.

"Sweetheart, your a beautiful girl. Any guy would be lucky to date you. But I'm married and I'm 17 years older than you."

He put his hand on my knee, slightly rubbing it. We looked into each others eyes again. Zayn sighed. He leaned in and kissed my forehead. He then got up and walked out the door.


Zayn P.O.V.


I walked down the stairs, my hands in my pockets. I walked into the family room to see everyone there laughing.

"I'm gonna go for a walk." I interrupted them. They all looked at me, nodding.


I walked through the park, looking around. I thought about Lux. She had beautiful, long, curly blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Her eyes have a little sparkle in them and her smile can light up a room.

I walked on the sidewalk, picking the flowers on the side. I loved Perrie so much, but there was something about Lux. But, she's technically family.


Lux P.O.V.


I sat on the swing, kicking my feet in the woodchips. I thought about the way Zayn looked at me over and over again.

"What are you doing here?" I looked up to see Zayn standing there, his hands in his pockets. "I like going to the park to think."

He chuckled, sitting on the swing next to me. "I like coming to the park to think too." He swung back and fourth, looking at the sky.

"Zayn?" "Yes sweetheart?" "What happened?" He dug his heals in the ground, stopping the swing from moving. He turned his head to look at me.

"When?" He asked. "Today in my room." He sighed, looking back at the sky. "I don't know Lux. I don't know."

He looked back at me. I sighed, staring into his eyes. "Zayn, I like you. A lot." I said, blushing. He looked at the ground, a blank expression on his face.

"You don't feel the same way." I said, quieter than a whisper. "Lux-" He started, but I cut him off. "I got to go."

I got up from the swing, a tear trickling down my face.


When I got home, I went up to my room, closing the door behind me. I sat on my bed, looking forward at the wall of posters.

I looked at my favorite poster that was on the wall. It was a picture of all the boys. Harry had his mouth open and his eyes wide, holding to blow up balls near his chest, pretending there fun bags. He was wearing a plaid shirt, a brown jean jacket over it, skinny jeans and brown shoes. Louis was next to him, 2013 glasses on him, and he was holding up a carrot. He was wearing a black shirt, skinny jeans, and white shoes. Next to Louis was Zayn. Zayn's head was turned to Louis, a smirk on his face. He was wearing a black shirt, skinny jeans, and brown shoes. In front of Zayn was Niall. He had a necklace of the Irish flag around him, and he was holding it up. He had a black shirt on with grey sleeves, jeans, and white shoes. And next to Zayn and behind Niall was Liam. He was holding a little toy that little kids play with. He was wearing a white shirt, skinny jeans, and brown shoes.

I smiled at the poster. This picture was taken 13 years ago. The boys were still famous, and their songs still played on the radio, but they weren't as big as they were. They have 5 albums, and they are still thinking about making another one.

I looked around my room, looking at all the other posters on the wall. I smiled to myself. These are my boys...

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