MY DREAM COME TRUE (1D FANFIC) ON HOLD

CHAPTER 16: FORGIVENESS

JESSICA’S POV

We had rounded up the video chat at 7pm with fake cheerfulness, as we all could smell the tension between Zayn and I, turning on the TV; I changed the channel to CNN. Upon getting there, I discovered that Isha Sesay wasn’t on but Hala Gorani was in the studio to replace her so I simply turned it off and threw my hair over the side of the couch I lay on.

“Jess, you were going to tell us about the Styles’ thing.” Taylor said from across the room, Niall was half-asleep reading a book while the remaining lads were staring into their phones.

“Yes Jess. Tell us all about it!” Louis said, mimicking Taylor’s voice. I smiled at him; he had this ability to just bring out smiles from everyone.

 Standing up I walked up to Harry “Are you ready? I could just tell you alone, T doesn’t have to hear it, you know?” I said to him, concerning over shadowing my face.

“I’m sure, it can’t be that bad. I’ll stay Jess” Taylor replied on his behalf from where she was, with a look that said that there was no way in Hades that was going to miss the story.

I set a bean bag in front of the TV and faced everyone and I couldn’t help but smile gently despite the glooming darkness at Niall. He was asleep with the book on his face with one leg thrown over the sofa.

Seating on the beanbag, I gave T the signal to wake Niall as the others were already paying attention to our conversation. Putting her mouth near his ear, she yelled “Niall, wake up! Jessica is putting on a strip show with Shakira!”

With that Niall jumped up and looked around shouting “Where’s Shakira?! Did someone say naked ladies?” When he noticed everyone laughing, he blushed and muttered a string of curse words. After he had calmed down, he finally asked what was going and Taylor told him.

“Before we start I just want to say something” I said and looked at Zayn and he met my gaze head on with a light in his eyes that made me want to crumble at his feet.

“Jessica, I wanted to-” he started to say when I cut him off.

“Zayn, I really want to-”

“Say sorry” we said together and I couldn’t help but laugh, earning a smile from him that completely transformed his face and for a second I was in love. For a second, I said, you hopeless romantics!

“Well, I’m glad that            you too made up but right now, I’m literally dying of anticipation of this story of hatred.” Liam said, stretching.

“I think it’s great that we made up, it might take the edge off the story,” I said, as my smile fell off my face.

“Okay, let’s get this started lass. The Lady Sleep whispers my name in her enticing voice” Niall said with a grin.

“Okay, here we go” I spoke with all emotion leaving my face.

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“I was fourteen at the time. One Direction had just become the hottest British band in America; Harry was just 19 at the time. My babysitter Annabelle Frost-Bite was crazily in love with you guys”

“What sort of name is Annabelle Frost-Bite?” Harry snorted and then asked. Within seconds, I had him pinned on the floor with my smallest, sharpest blade at his throat.