I managed!

I'm Summer. Summer Doth. I know, weird name, but that's the least of my worries right now. I'm dating a footballer, I'm a singer, my Dad's a manager.

But the problem is who he manages.

You guessed it; One Direction.

Urggghh, right?...................................that's what I THOUGHT?

Soon enough, things change..But is it for the better?

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3. That Hotel

Zayn's POV

 

I looked up at her rushing to her room one last time, before running up to mine. I collected all the stuff I own in this house before quietly sneaking out of the front door. I got to the bus stop and waited, just as it started to rain.

 

''...I hate you.''

 

I couldn't help but think about the words she had said to me. She made it clear enough that she wanted nothing to do with me, especially. She had been talking and getting on with the others just fine, but she hated me. It would be better for both of us if I left.

 

After a while a bus showed up, letting a few old people off. I didn't ask where it was going, instead I just got on and paid, pulling my hood over my head. Last thing I wanted would be paps or fans screaming at me. I had enough on my mind right now. I sat as far away from anyone as I can, staring out of the window. This was going to be the first time I had ever gone anywhere without the rest of the lads.

 

It was gonna be a long night.

 

Summer's POV

 

I sat in bed all night until I was too bored. I got out and went into the guest room, to find Niall, Louis,Liam and Harry sleeping. I turned around and was about to walk away when I noticed someone was missing.

 

Zayn!

 

''Zayn?'' I whispered into the dark, only to get no response. At least that's one mutt.

 

I think.

 

No, Summer. You can't think that! You hate him, you hate him, you hate him.

                                                   HATE HIM!

 

I shook my head, before grabbing a coat from my room, and walking downstairs. I'm going away for a while. Maybe just until tomorrow. I left a note on the counter before walking out of the door. I looked at the bus schedule. The next bus will be here in...too late. It's already here. I got in and paid, and looked around only to find one space available. Next to a guy with his hood pulled up and a few bags around him.

 

Zayn's POV

 

The bus had finished a whole round, but I never got off. The bus came back to the stop I got on and a young girl got in, but I didn't pay much attention to her. Until she came and sat next to me. When our shoulders touched, a buzz went through my body, but I hid it and looked out of the window.

 

Finally I got off, with a few more people including the girl. I signed into a hotel and picked a room. When I got there, I dumped my bags on the bed and threw myself next to them, closing my eyes. And soon enough, I was asleep.

 

Summer's POV

 

I walked around for a while until I found a hotel, which looked like a five star one too. I checked in and paid, before rushing to my room. I couldn't wait to sleep on a comfy bed.

 

Sounds weird? My bed isn't comfy, so I hope that cleared the fog.

 

I finally found my room, and got in. I took my coat off and threw to the side, before flopping onto the bed, bouncing a little. I giggled quietly, but then stopped and fell asleep.

 

***

 

When I woke up, it was 11:29. I groaned and ripped myself away from the bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I yawned, stretching before heading to the toilet. I did all the morning stuff and then slowly made my way to the breakfast bar. I bought a doughnut and a cup of milk. Looking around, I found an empty table, so I rushed there. But before I could sit down, a tall boy walked over to the table.

 

''Sorry.'' He grunted, with a familiar voice. I brushed it off my shoulder, and smiled. I couldn't make out what he looks like, as he had a hood pulled over his head.

 

''It's fine.'' And with that, I left. I made my way to the desk, handing the lady the keys, before marching off. I took a bite off my doughnut and soon enough I was on a bus, heading home.

 

Today was weird; the guy at the breakfast table. He sounded like...Zayn?

 

No way, Summer. Stop being do stupid.

 

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