"Let's do something fun today," Louis says sitting down on one of the chairs in the backyard.
"Like..." I say waiting for him to continue. It was freezing outside and we were sitting outside, it was Harry's idea.
"We could go to the arcade or ice skating or laser tagging," Niall says adding more to the list.
"Let's go arcade," Liam says. "It's not that far."
"Are you having fun being captured?" Louis asks coming outside with a cardboard box. When the lads came to pick up Zayn they decided to capture me and return be before school started again.
"Tons," I say watching him take the box to the top of the small hill. He opens up the box until its all flat and sits down on it.
"Wait I want to come too!" Niall shots running up to him without slipping on the ice.
"This will be interesting," Zayn says appearing beside my side. Louis and Niall sit down on the now flattened box with Niall in the front and Louis behind him. They push off with their feet and go sliding down the hill. Half way down the hill the cardboard gets too wet and rips slowing both of them. Louis lies down on his stomach and slides the rest of the way down. By the time both of them get all the way down the hill, we are all dying of laughter.
"Let's go to the arcade now," Louis says coming back from throwing the torn up box away.
After playing every game twice we headed back to the lads flat. Harry made dinner, Louis and Niall watch TV, Liam was skyping some of his friends, Zayn was talking to Aunt Tricia, and I was sitting in the guest room with my homework spread out around me.
"Watcha doing?" Niall asks poking his head into my room.
"Homework," I tell him. "I need help."
"Let me see," he says sitting down in front of me. I show him my math home and give him a piece of paper to work it out on.
"What's today?" I ask finishing up my math homework.
"Sunday," Niall answers.
"Dinners ready!" Harry shouts from somewhere.
"Food!" Niall screams running into the kitchen to get his food.
"Same old Nialler," Liam says taking his plate of food to the living room. After dinner Zayn and I headed back to Bradford.
"How's everything?" Zayn asks breaking the silence that filled the car.
"Great I guess," I say looking out the front window.
"Did you have fun being captured?"
"Yea, Louis and Niall going down the hill was hilarious." I say leaning my head against the window. "Zayn?"
"Yea?" he asks giving looking at me then at the road again.
"What make you happy?" I ask. I haven't really been happy ever since the accident. Nothing has been the same since then. I get sad looks from people where ever I go. School isn't the same. Bradford isn't the same. I would have been an orphan if Aunt Tricia and Uncle Yasser take me in. I am an orphan.
"Singing and being with the lads and my family and friends," he says.
"Oh," I say. All those things make me happy but not the happy I was before.
"It will take some time, you have to patient," Zayn says realizing what I was talking about.
"I'm tired of it. Everywhere I go people give me sad looks. I want to be happy again. I tried but it won’t work. Nothing will work."
"It will take some time love," Zayn says giving the sad look everyone had been giving me for the past month.
"Don't look at me like that," I tell him looking out the front window again. "I'm tired of everyone giving me the poor-child-lost-her-parents look."
"I'll try not to," he says giving me a smile. I turn on the radio and we sing to random songs all the way back to Bradford.