No Excuses (Third book to Can't You See it Doesn't Matter to Me?)

Three weeks after the girls and Ben went home from surprising the boys, they were packing their bags ready for a six month vacation. Traveling the world is tiring, but that doesn't give you the excuse to mess up so many times. Zayn, Louis, Liam, Niall, and Harry get into some messy situations with their girlfriends, Sam, Brooke, Ryan, Mollie, and Brianna. Will things get so crazy that the girls leave? What about Zayn and Sam? Will they end up married in the end of the day? A sixth month tour with the boys was supposed to be fun, but when the fun goes to far, people get hurt. Be careful what you wish for. Get ready for bombs and grenades to be dropped everywhere. Get your tissues ready, you'll need it. Hang on tight as you will be twisted and turned into the life of five girls and six boys on two buses. *THIS IS THE THIRD BOOK TO CANT YOU SEE IT DOESNT MATTER TO ME, SO READ THE OTHER ONES FIRST PLEASE OR YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT'S GOING ON!!!*


3. Chapter Three

Liam's P.O.V.

   I decided to talk to Zayn, since his girlfriend probably needs him right now. Something doesn't seem right with all the girls these days, so I think all of us need to talk and figure out what's going on. "Zayn? I need to talk to you." I said and he followed me into the hall. "Vas Happening?" he said. I rolled my eyes. "I just found Sam sitting upstairs by herself. I went and talked to her to see if she was okay, but she asked me if she should break up with you." I said. "What?!?" Zayn exclaimed. "Chill mate. I told her no and she agreed. She seemed weird though, which makes me think about all the girls. They're all acting different. But Sam asked me if she's good enough for you. She said our fans told her that." I said. "What? Wouldn't they tell us if they felt bad or something because of our fans?" he said. "I don't know! I guess not, but we all need to sit down and talk about this." I said. He agreed and we went to get everyone.

    We all sat in the living room. Six of us on couches, four on the floor. It was me, Ryan, then Harry on this couch. And the order was Sam, Zayn, Louis on the other one. Brooke was at Louis' feet, Brianna was at Harry's feet, and both Mollie and Niall were on the floor. "So, why are we all in here, Liam?" Niall asked. "We all need to talk about something." I said. "What is it?" Louis asked. "Well, Sam mentioned something to me today, and we were just wondering if our fans are bullying you guys." I said. "No. They aren't really telling us anything, only a few and they were nice." Mollie said. Something wasn't convincing me. "You aren't lying, right?" Louis said. "She is. There's something they aren't telling us." Niall declared. "Tell us. It's okay. You can always talk to us." Zayn said, looking straight to Sam.


Ryan's P.O.V.

    "Tell us. It's okay. You can always talk to us." Zayn said as he looked at Sam. This is driving me crazy. Their fans are driving all of us insane. We just don't want the boys to know. It's their fans, and they love them. But they knew we were hiding something, and we weren't going to get away without something really convincing. But they can see right through us, so this will be seriously hard without telling the truth. I thought of something, and was just about to say it, when Sam stood up. "Okay, okay! You're fans are driving us crazy! I've never felt so uncomfortable in public! I've never been insecure until now! Somehow some of them got our numbers. They call us, text us, email us. Everything! They come up to us in public face to face and say horrible things! It's awful and I've never felt so disgusted with myself! They're right though! I'm not good enough for Zayn. I'm just some school girl that felt sorry for myself and thought I actually could be loved." she yelled but whispered the last part as frustrated tears slid down her face. I looked at the other girls and they were also crying, which made me notice the tears on my cheeks. I looked at Zayn, who was crying because of Sam's sadness. He stood up and went to Sam, but she ran through the door. Seconds later, we heard the front door slam. I looked at the girls who looked at me, and we went after her, leaving the boys trying to stop us. We walked down the street, finding Sam at a park crying on the bench. We went and sat down around her. "I'm sorry. I just couldn't hold it in anymore." she cried. "It's okay. We weren't going to get out of there without telling them anyways. They know us too well." Brooke said. Brianna, who was next to her hugged her. "It's okay, Sam. We'll get through this. People will stop. But I think we just need to break up with the boys. We'll stop getting hate and they can find the one that's good enough for them." Brianna said. "I love him." Sam choked. We all started crying because we will have to separate from our boyfriends.


Sam's P.O.V.

    "It's okay, Sam. We'll get through this. People will stop. But I think we just need to break up with the boys. We'll stop getting hate and they can find the one that's good enough for them." Brianna said. I started crying harder. I love Zayn so much. I don't ever want to break up with him. Now it will be even worse because we were going to get married. We heard footsteps behind us, and the boys were there. "I need to talk to you." Liam said to Ryan. The other boys all said it too, except Zayn. He came over and sat by me. Then he pulled me to him and kissed my forehead. "I love you. You know that right?" he whispered. I didn't say anything. I didn't really want him to, that will only make what I have to say next harder. I felt tears stinging my eyes as I faced him. "Zayn, I think maybe we should take a break." I whispered. "What? Are you breaking u-up with me?' he asked in disbelief. "I don't want to, Zayn, but I just think it's best." I said as the tears escaped my eyes. "Best for who? You and me? Or my fans?" he asked, his eyes now glassy. "You. I think it's best for you, Zayn." I whispered. "It's not. You're not right. It isn't best for me." he replied. "You may not think that now, but it is. It will make your life much better, okay? Trust me." I said. "How can life be better when I'm loosing you?" he asked. "It is. I'm not the one you're looking for. You'll find her someday. She's out there." I said. "But I don't want whoever she is! I want you, Sam. Only you. That's it!" he said, getting desperate. "Zayn, calm down. I know what's right." I whispered. "No! You don't! I love you! I ran in front of a car to save your life! Sam, listen to me when I say this. I love you. I would die for you." he yelled. Everyone's heads looked to us. "I would too, but that isn't the point. You're only making this harder. I love you, don't forget I do, okay?" I said and took off down the road. I stopped a while later and broke down in the middle of the sidewalk. I heard my phone ringing a second later. It was Mollie.

(M- Mollie, S- Sam)

S- Mollie?

M- Sam! Where are you?

S- In the middle of a sidewalk.

M- Where?

    I told her the road and hung up. A few minutes later, she pulled up. Ryan was in the passenger seat and Brooke and Brianna were behind them. I went and climbed into the back next to Brooke. They were all crying like crazy too. Brooke hugged me. "How is he?" I whispered. "Do you really want to know?" she asked. I nodded. "He broke down as soon as you took off. They had to fight him to get him to leave. Harry and Niall ended up dragging him to the car." she said. I guess I shouldn't of heard it. I started crying all over again. "Shh." Brooke and Brianna both cooed and hugged me to try and make me feel better. Normally it would work, but I don't think anything will be able to make this better.


A/N: I mumbled about a meet the characters video I made! So if you didn't see it, go watch it to see all the characters :) Thanks hope you liked the chapter!! It's so intense and sad to me I was crying writing it. :-( but here's a hint: THIS IS NOT THE END OF SAM AND ZAYN!!! OR ANY OF THE OTHER COUPLES!!!!!  :) Shh. Don't tell! ~Leah <3

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