The Direction Diaries

Abigail and Lolo are best friends living together in high school. But one thing is different: The girls are both friends with the popular band One Direction. However, in their small town of Aliols, the only people who are fans are Abby, Lolo, and the popular girls.
But when two problems arise between Zayn and a popular girl's question for a date, and Niall is questioned about his friendship with the girls, everything changes. The girls and 1D alike are bullied at every corner, and not just by the popular people.
And as One Direction gets ever more popular, the girls are hurt even more. And not just by their classmates.
NOTE: Adult language


15. The Faking-Lolo

"Lolo!" I heard Abigail call from the living room. "You might wanna come over here." There was a hint of worry in her voice. Was it something about the boys? They had been on tour for about two weeks right now, and we missed all of them terribly.

"What is it?" I groaned, preparing for the worst. Abigail pointed to the TV, where an interview was going on with the boys. The interviewer looked like Makenzie when she graduated out of high school.

If she ever did.

"So, boys, are any of you single?" She asked.

"Well, no, not exactly, but we are all amazing friends with five very beautiful girls in our school." Harry answered.

"Yep. The ginger girl goes straight to my heart. And I know she's watching, and I feel like I should respect her privacy." Niall said. I saw Abby's cheeks shine pink with blush.

"And what about you, Zayn?" The interviewer said, her voice suddenly seductive.

"Oh, ahm, I'm taken. My girlfriend is indeed odd in a sense, but it only makes me love her even more." Now it was my turn to blush.

"Well, I hope you don't have any plans with her tonight." The interviewer still had her seductive voice in play. 

"Wish I did. Oh well." Now anger was bubbling in my veins. Was he...flirting with her?! How could he? Zayn's my one and only!

At the end of the interview, the girl wrote something down on a strip of paper and handed it to Zayn. Her phone number.

"Aw, Lolo, I'm here for you, always, remember? Best friends." Abigail stood up and hugged me.

*le time skip to the end of the tour*

I saw Zayn at school the next day he was back.

"Hey Lolo!" He said cheerfully. I didn't respond. "You wanna walk home together? Like usual?" Again, I ignored him. "Lolo? There something wrong?"

"Actually, yes, there is. Why would you flirt with the interviewer? You even accepted her number!" I spat.

"But...I was only being friendly!" He stuttered.

"Oh yeah." I said in a sarcastic tone. "I suppose 'being friendly' is looking at someone's boobs and exchanging numbers! You said there wasn't anybody else!" By this point, hot, wet, angry tears were falling down my face.

"Lolo, no, that wasn't the actual interview." My head snapped up.

"What do you mean?"

"We answered questions, but with a male interviewer. The real interviewer had given me a note about all the concerts we still had left, not a phone number. Then, they had a girl ask the same questions and make it seem like she was flirting with me. Lolo, I'm sorry. I didn't know that people would go so far to make you jealous." Zayn hugged me and kissed my forehead.

"Come on, Zayn, not at school." I groaned. One tricky thing about dating Zayn was that wherever the two of you were, it was small PDA, but it still made me embarrassed.

Eh, whatever.

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