They Don't Know About Their Summer Loves

(Sequel to Two Minds, One Direction) They said they'd never lose contact. They said they'd never forget about them. They said they'd be together forever. Only one of those was true. It's been four years since One Direction has seen their Summer Loves. Caitlyn and Chloe are now quite famous and has changed. They NEVER forgot about the lads. What happens when they all see each other for the first time? Will One Direction remember their Summer Loves from four years ago? What happens when a certain someone comes back and someone they know is an ally with him?


1. Little Things

Caitlyn's POV

"Come on Chlo! We're going to be late!" I yelled up the stairs. Goodness, she is probably taking her time on purpose.

"Chloe is coming!" she yelled down to me. Hope she won't trip on the stairs this time. I start walking to the kitchen to get the ice, just in case, and my purse. I hear a loud thud and moaning. I open the kitchen door and walk toward the front door, where the stairs are. I look at the bottom of the stairs and see Chloe laying there. I hand her the ice and she gladly takes it. I help her up and she puts the ice on her head. I laugh a bit and she did too.

"One thing that hasn't changed," I said with some laughs then sighed.

What's that suppose to mean!" she yelled jokingly.

"Nothing..." I sighed.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"The memories we had four years ago."

"Yeah I know what you mean."

It was silent for a bit.

"I miss them," Chloe said looking down.

"I do too. We have tried to contact them but..." I started.

"I know, I know." Chloe said. We both believe they forgot about us. It was silent for a while. I soon broke that.

"Alright come on. Let's go or else we will be late," I commented.

"TO THE STUDIO!!!" screamed Chloe and she ran out the door. I laughed and walked out the door. I was about to lock it when I remembered something.

"CHLOE!" I screamed. She looked up. She was standing by the van. I know what you are thinking, 'Why do two girls have a van?' We used to travel quite a lot. "I forgot something!" I yelled. "Start the van!"

"Can we take the Lamb?" she yelled.

"Fine. But I'm driving," I yelled. I walked back inside and went to my room. How could I forget it? I was reminding myself all morning. I opened my door to my room and it was lying on the bed. I grabbed the strap and slung it around my shoulder. I walked back downstairs and out the door. Chloe had the car started up and pulled out. I locked the front door and ran to the car. Chloe hopped into the passenger seat while I opened the driver door. I put the guitar bag in the backseat, being careful not to touch the camera bag for Chloe. I put the Lamborghini in reverse and headed to the studio.


"Well if it isn't the famous actress, Caitlyn Grace Ray, and her friend the famous photographer, Chloe Blaze."

"Hey Mark. And I told you, you don't have to use the middle name," I said.

"But all of L.A. knows the full name," Mark paused and looked at Chloe. "Uh, Miss Blaze? What are you doing?" Chloe was taking pictures of the studio.

"Don't interrupt. She's in her state of mind. And she is just talking pictures of the set, which is quite nice."

"Why thank you!"

"CHLOE!" I screamed. She jumped and looked at me. Her hair in her face. "Come here!" She walked over. "Chloe this is Mark, my director. And Mark, this is my friend..."

"Practically sister!" Chloe exclaimed, winking at me.

I laughed a bit. "Practically sister, Chloe. She is an artist and she is my photographer most of the time."

"If I am not your photographer, I take pictures of other celebrities or landscapes. And have you seen my artwork?" Chloe asked shaking Mark's hand.

"I know. I have seen your work... MARVOLOUS!" Mark complimented.

"Thank you," Chloe said.

"Now I want to know something..." he started. Chloe nodded. "I love your hair color. Are you a natural blonde?"

"I am not a blonde. These are highlights. Can you not see the brown?" she asking pulling her hands through her hair.

"Now that you mention it, I do see the brown. Terribly sorry. And I didn't know you wear glasses?" he asked.

"I don't. I ran out of contacts and a new shipment won't come in until another 2 months. But Caitlyn got hers yesterday!" Chloe yelled. I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Calm down. And that is because I ordered them 2 months ago." And with that, Chloe walked off taking pictures. "So I have a question..." Mark nodded. "Can Chloe be our photographer? It might help her with her paintings also..." I persuaded.

"Ok. Well, sorry to not contact you, but Cody isn't here. He will be tomorrow and we will shoot the city scene," Mark said. He shook my hand and walked off. I saw Chloe talking to someone... my manager, Lulu. I walked up to them.

"Hey Lulu!" to be honest I wasn’t that happy to see her.

"Oh. Hello Caitlyn!" she put on a fake smile. I wish I could fire her. She held out her hand and felt my curls. I backed away. "You need to straighten your hair."

"No I don't," I growled.

My hair is now Chloe's length, four years ago, shoulder blade length. My eyes have become a bit brighter and I am wearing contacts. I wear my glasses but not often. I also have braces. Life has changed four years ago. But I kind of like it, as much as I can. Paparazzi can be dangerous, and follow you around most of the time, and distort stories, but... Yeah I got no good news about them. Chloe isn't paparazzi though, in case you were wondering.

I grabbed Chloe's arm and pulled her away from Lulu. "We're leaving." She grabbed her camera bag and I grabbed my guitar and we walked out of the studio, only to be mobbed by the paps. Chloe grabbed my arm and we tried to push through the crowd. We barely made it to the Lamb. Chloe was breathing heavily. I pulled out of the parking lot and drove to the park.


I pulled into the park. Chloe and I both threw on our sunglasses and beanies. I grabbed my guitar bag and Chloe grabbed her camera bag and sketch pad. We got out of the car and found a nice little bench by the pound. Chloe sat on the bench with the camera and sketch pad while I sat on the ground tuning my guitar. Once it was tuned, I started to play and sing 'Little Things' by One Direction. Our favorite band going into 6 years of the band business... Our summer loves. "Two Minds, One Direction"


NOTE: Alright, the first chapter! So, in case some are confused... This story takes place four years from now, summer of 2016. But everything, or pretty much a lot of things, are based off of today's things. But all the ages are going to be 4 years older... AGES (summer): Liam-22, Niall-22, Louis-24, Harry-22, Zayn-23... Hope that isn't confusing. Any questions, just comment them. ~Caitlyn

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