Part Sixty-Two

Mel’s POV

“Zayn,” I whined as he climbed out of the bed.

“What?” He asked quietly, yawning a little.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“I was going to go and get ready,” He replied.

“Why?” I mumbled.

“Because I have nothing better to do,” He shrugged.

“Please don’t go,” I moaned, “You’re taking away my warmth.”

“You have a duvet,” He chuckled.

“I also have a boyfriend,” I reminded him and he chuckled before climbing back in bed and pulling me into his bare chest.

“See, now I’m much warmer,” I mumbled against his chest.

“Good,” He chuckled.

“Are you doing anything today?” I asked as I lay in his arms.

“Erm, I think we have an interview with Capital at six,” He mumbled.

“So, we have the whole day then?” I asked.

“Yup,” He popped his ‘p’.

“Great,” I smiled at him.

“So, what do you want to do?” He asked me.

“This,” I replied easily.

“Sounds, good to me,” He grinned.

“Mhm,” I nodded.

“Where are the others?” I asked after a moment.

“They’ve all gone to the Outdoor Pursuit Centre, well except Niall and Sophia, remember?” He smiled.

“Oh yeah…” I trailed off.

“I need to pee,” I mumbled and climbed out the bed. I decided to clean my teeth whilst I was in there and run a brush through my knotty hair.

“Hey Mel, what’s this?” Zayn asked from somewhere in my bedroom.

“Huh?” I asked walking out the bathroom.

“In here?” He asked, but I couldn’t see him, I then heard shuffling in my walk in wardrobe.

“No!” I shouted and ran after him, but it was too late, he’d found the secret door at the back of my wardrobe, that I hid behind clothes.

“What is this?” He asked looking around until he found the light switch to the little room. He flicked it and the room erupted in light.

“This is embarrassing,” I mumbled as all my pieces of artwork hung from the walls, littered the floor, and were propped up on stands scattered across the room.

“What is all this?” He repeated looking at individual pieces.

“Nothing,” I hurried over to the back corner where I’d started a painting of Zayn, I did not want him to see that; and then I looked across the room and saw Zayn pick up my sketch pad.

“No,” I cried as he opened it. He froze and looked up at me frowning; he then smirked and turned his back to me.

“No, Zayn seriously don’t! That’s so embarrassing,” I moaned and tried to grab the pad from behind him, but he kept it out of my reach.

“What are you so afraid of me seeing? These are amazing,” He said as he flipped through the pages.

“There’s sketches in there you should not see,” I said, jumping and trying to grab the pad over his shoulder.

“Why? What have you drawn?” He threw a cheeky wink over his shoulder.

“Nothing like that,” I slapped his arm lightly. Dirty boy.

“Aw, is this from one of the pictures Beth took?” He held the pad up above his head, but still out of my reach. It was a picture of all the boys, I’d used a photo Beth had taken at her first shoot with the boys.

“Yes,” I replied, knowing when he turned the page he’d find the one of him.

“It’s amazing,” He studied it; “You’re so good Mel.” He then turned round to face me again. “Why didn’t you tell me, or even show me before?” He asked quietly.

“Because it’s embarrassing when people see my artwork,” I mumbled.

“You should show it off more Mel, it’s incredible,” He smiled and pulled his phone out, snapping a picture of the sketch of the boys, before I could even say ‘One Direction’.

“What are you doing with that?” I asked nervously as he started tapping his phone.

“Nothing,” He sang and I knew I should be worried.

“Zayn,” I pursed my lips.

“What?” He looked innocently at me.

“What did you do?” I asked, saying each word precisely, as if I was talking to a three year old who had eaten a blue crayon.

“Nothing,” He said in the same tone as me.

“I will find out,” I glared at him.

“Yes, you will,” He muttered under his breath, but I caught every word. I sighed and walked back into the bedroom and climbed into the bed again. At least he hadn’t seen the one of him. Yet, the voice in my head added.

I felt myself lapse back into darkness as sleep took over me; my body relaxed and all my worries disappeared.

Zayn’s POV

Mel went back in the bedroom, but I stayed and had a look at all her artwork, she really is amazingly talented. She is going to kill me when she finds out I uploaded that picture on Twitter. Oh well, it’ll be worth it.

Until then, I’ll upload some more. I smirked to myself and looked at painting of Lauren in an attractive mid-snort state; Mel did know how to capture the moment. I snapped a picture of that too and uploaded it on Twitter; ignoring my mentions for the moment as they went through the roof, because people had realised I was online.

I put the pad down on a spare table, where a plain canvas lay, waiting to be painted upon. I walked over to a canvas that had been turned around, so you couldn’t see the painting on it. I gently took it in both my hands and turned it around.

My eyes widened as I saw what the painting was of, and I realised why Mel had turned it around. She was embarrassed. But she had no need to be. This was… incredible. It looked very realistic, the tones and shades were amazing, it was just… wow.

She had used a picture (which was stuck to the top right-hand corner of the canvas) of me, which was taken at Beth’s photo shoot with us the other day. I was smiling; my head tilted backwards a little, as I laughed at a joke the other lads had just cracked. I smiled, and my heart soared. My girlfriend is the most beautiful, amazing person ever. I love her so much.

I snapped a picture and uploaded it to Twitter with the others. I placed the canvas back and walked back through her cupboard… that sounds like the room was in Narnia… maybe it was… I’m going to name that room Narnia from now on.

 I saw Mel lying on the bed, and judging from the noise of her soft breaths, she was asleep. I climbed into bed next to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and she immediately snuggled closer to my chest. I smiled down at her and then closed my eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.

It must have only been a few minutes later that I was rudely woken up by Mel shouting at me angrily.

“What?” I mumbled opening my eyes.

“You put them on Twitter!” She shrieked, waving her phone about madly.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her confused.

“You. Put. Them. On. Twitter!” She shouted, pronouncing every word precisely.

“Yes. I Did.” I replied, mocking her.

“Zayn! Why did you do that?” She huffed and sat on the bed, her back to me.

“Because, you are an amazing artist and people should know,” I whispered in her ear, as I moved myself so I had my legs on each side of her thighs, my arms wrapped securely around her waist, my head rested lightly on her shoulder.

“But I didn’t want everyone to see them,” She tried to push me off, but I held on.

“Why not? They’re all so incredible and people should know how amazing my girlfriend is,” I whispered and kissed her neck softly, knowing that was her weak spot and she’d give in to me.

She sighed and leant back into my chest; I smiled triumphantly and carried on kissing her neck. “I love you,” She mumbled and turned around to face me.

“I love you too Mel,” I smiled and kissed her on the lips.

She moved so her legs were wrapped around my waist as we kissed harder. Her hands tangled in my hair as I pulled her closer to me, one of my hands on the bridge of her back, the other on her waist. She gently pushed me down, so my back was on the bed and she leant over me smirking before she crashed her lips back to mine.

And things just took off from there.

Sophia’s POV

“Is it just us two, Mel and Zayn who didn’t go?” I asked as I cuddled up to Niall’s chest on the sofa. We’d been down here watching a DVD, but it’d finished now.

“Yes,” He yawned.

“Aw, are you tired, babe?” I asked.

“Well, I didn’t get much sleep last night,” He winked at me and I giggled.

“Neither did I,” I smirked and kissed him.

“Do you want to go out for a bit?” He asked.

“Sure,” I shrugged, “Shall I ask Zayn and Mel if they want to come?”

“Go for it,” He smiled and we both stood up.

“Maybe we should get changed first,” I giggled, looking him up and down, he was only in his pyjama bottoms.

“True,” He laughed and took my hand, before we walked up the stairs and into my room.

“Shower?” Niall asked me.

“Cheeky,” I winked at him and he laughed, “But sure.”

Niall took my hand again and we went into the bathroom. We both stripped down and hopped in the shower, Niall turning the hot water on. I kissed Niall and he gently kissed me back as the water ran down my body. We pulled away and I handed Niall the Shampoo.

“If we’re showering together, you can help me wash my hair,” I smiled and turned around.

I heard him chuckle and then he handed me the Shampoo bottle back to me. I placed on the shelf thing in the shower and I felt his hands lightly massage my scalp as he rubbed the Shampoo on. Once he’d rubbed it in, he took the shower head and rinsed it out of my hair, then repeated the action with the Conditioner.

“Thank you,” I smiled and kissed him lightly.

“Not so fast,” He pulled me back as I went to get out the shower.

“W-" He cut me off by kissing me. I smiled and kissed him back.

“Now you can get out,” He chuckled and we both climbed out the shower, quickly wrapping a towel around ourselves to stop the freezing cold air invading our warm bodies. I dried my hair whilst Niall went into my bedroom to get dressed. Once my hair was dried and presentable, I walked into my bedroom and picked out a pair of light blue denim skinny jeans and a One Direction band tee shirt from their tour.

“Nice,” Niall kissed my cheek, “You ready to go?”

“No, I’ve got to do my make-up,” I said and walked back into the bathroom.

“Why?” He asked, following me in.

“’Why’ what?” I asked applying a light foundation to my face.

“Why do you put make-up on?” He put the toilet lid down and sat on it.

“Because I feel insecure if I don’t, like I’m… ugly,” I whispered, stopping what I was doing and looking at my reflection. I hated myself without make-up on.

“You’re not ugly Sophia,” Niall stood up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder.

“Not when I have make-up on,” I replied and carried on applying my natural looking make-up.

“No Sophia, you could never be ugly,” He whispered in my ear, taking hold of the blusher brush I was about to use.

“You’re my boyfriend, you have to say that,” I gave him a pointed look.

“No I don’t, if you looked terrible I’d advise you not to wear it or advise we stay inside for the day, now how about for today you go without make-up,” He suggested.

“Niall,” I tried to protest.

“Sophia, please, for me,” He pleaded with me.

“Fine, but only for you, and only today,” I sighed and put down my make-up utensils; I then grabbed a make-up wipe and removed the make-up I’d already applied.

“Now are you ready?” He asked me.

“Yes,” I nodded, smiling.

“Leggo,” He grinned and headed downstairs after pulling on a pair from his huge collection of Supras. He was wearing his blue ones today, as well as a cream pair of Chino’s, and a plain white, tight shirt, and to top it off, he had his red snap back hat on his head.

“Oh, I’ll meet you downstairs; I’ll just ask if the other two want to come,” I smiled and he nodded. I walked back up the few stairs I’d walked down and went to Mel’s room.

I put my hand on the door and went to open it, but stopped when I heard groaning and the bed squeaking lightly on the other side, with a few added giggles. I screwed up my face in disgust and stepped back from the door.

“That is absolutely disgusting…” I mumbled and hurried back downstairs. To think, I could have walked in on that… I shuddered at the thought. They could have at least been a bit quieter; I bet people in China flipping heard them.

“Didn’t they want to come?” Niall asked as I met him by the door.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” I muttered feeling a little sick at the thought of my cousin and friend... At least the rest of us were quiet whilst we did it, even Lauren and Harry were quieter than them. I just want to forget the whole thing.

“Okay…” Niall gave me a weird look, but I just waved him off.

“So, what are we doing?” I asked as we left the house.

“We could go to the cinema?” He suggested.

“Okay, what do you want to see?” I asked.

“I don’t mind, how about you?” He replied.

“Well, Snow White and the Huntsman, looks good,” I suggested.

“The one with Kristen Stewart in?” He asked.

“Yeah, she looks really good in this film, I didn’t really like her in Twilight as Bella Swan, she doesn’t stick up for herself, and just lets Jacob and Edward fight her battles, whilst leading them both on,” I explained, “But in this film she actually fights and kills people.”

“Always were one for violent movies weren’t you,” He chuckled.

“You know it,” I winked and we headed to the cinema; we walked there because it wasn’t that far away.

Niall insisted on paying for the movie, and then he went and got some food and drinks for us, well mainly himself. We sat in the cinema and watched the trailers, some films I wanted to see, like The Pact, G.I Joe and The Amazing Spiderman, others I didn’t want to see, like Fast Girls.

When the movie started I put my hand in the popcorn bucket in between the two of us. I thought we were going to have one of the romantic film moments as I felt Niall’s hand in the bucket. I smiled in the darkness, waiting for it to happen.

“Remove your hand from my popcorn bucket,” He whispered seriously, emphasising the ‘my’. Wow, he really was over-protective of us food. I laughed lightly and held my hand up in defence. He really does know how to ruin the moment.

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“That was so amazing,” I babbled on, smiling as we walked out the cinema, hand in hand, “When Kristen killed her at the end, it was so cool. Kristen looked so pretty in the film, don’t you think Niall? She was also much better at acting like a Heroine. And Chris Hemsworth looked so hot and amazing. He is such an amazing actor, but it seemed weird seeing him with brown hair and not… Thor, I kept expecting him to pull out his hammer thing, but no, he just had a silly axe. Pfft, that axe was no match for his hammer.”

“You did cry four times though,” He reminded me.

“Yes, well, it was sad, I mean first with the father, and then she dies, well gets poisoned- don’t you think she did really well at acting in that scene, it must have been so weird for her; anyway, and then Chris Hemsworth speech about his wife and, oh gosh, that was so sad!”

“It’s okay Sophia,” Niall chuckled and hugged me.

“It was just so amazing in every single way, we have to see it again sometime,” I grinned and Niall chuckled at me again.

“Okay, love,” He smiled, “You never did tell me why Zayn and Mel didn’t come, though.”

“They were… preoccupied,” I bit my lip to hold back the giggle that wanted so badly to erupt from my throat.

“They were…” He laughed and then looked at me seriously, “You didn’t walk in on them did you?”

“No, thank goodness, but I nearly did; but I… heard them so I didn’t,” I giggled.

“You heard them? Oh my God, was that the noise? I just assumed… oh my God… they are so loud,” Niall laughed, and I joined in; we were both doubled-over, clutching our stomachs.

“Wow,” He muttered as we calmed ourselves down.

“You can say that again,” I laughed.

“Wow,” He muttered again.

“It’s just a saying Niall, you don’t actually have to repeat what you said,” I laughed.

“Oh,” He blushed and I smiled at him. He's so cute, bless.

“We should be getting back, it’s five o’clock Liam will be doing his nut, the interviews at six,” Niall said and we started walking again.

“Okay,” I smiled and swung our hands gently in between us.

“We’re back!” We both shouted as we walked in.

“Finally!” Liam cried.

“Where were you?” Mel asked.

“We went to the cinema, we thought we’d give you two some privacy,” I giggled.

“W-What?” Mel blushed and so did Zayn.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know, we could hear you from down here!” Niall laughed and everyone joined in.

“I bet flipping China could hear you two!” I gasped, and everyone laughed harder.

“Oh my God,” Mel muttered, looking redder than a tomato.

“You’re louder than Lauren and Harry,” Niall laughed.

“And that’s saying something,” Louis piped up, now Lauren and Harry blushed as well as Mel and Zayn.

“Okay, let’s go, or you’ll be late,” Mel said, trying to change the subject.

“She’s right,” Liam said, becoming more serious, but he couldn’t help the little laugh that escaped his lips.

“Just come on,” Zayn huffed.

“That’s what Mel said!” Beth hollered and we all fell about on the floor laughing again, including Liam. We wiped the tears in our eyes and headed out the door about five minutes later. Paul drove us to the Capital radio station headquarters and we went in through the back entrance we were directed through.

“Hello, I’m Anna I’ll be here if you need anything today, any drinks or questions just call me over, there’s a snack table over there and you’ll be in room one, you girls can wait outside the room with Paul,” A young, very pretty lady said to us.

“Will we be able to watch the interview?” Molly asked, from where she stood, wrapped up in Liam’s arms.

“Of course,” Anna smiled.

“How long until we’re on?” Liam asked.

“You’ve got fifteen minutes to prepare, then you’ll be on,” Anna smiled and walked off.

“Okay, so let’s go get ready,” Harry smiled.

We found room one and we made easy small talk for fifteen minutes; teasing Mel and Zayn a bit, and the girls and I talked about Snow White and the Huntsman, and how hot Chris Hemsworth, and Liam Hemsworth (Chris’ brother) were.

“Are you guys ready?” Anna asked the boys.

“We were born ready,” Louis grinned and we all laughed.

“Hopefully Mel and Zayn will be able to stay quiet if they can’t keep their hands off each other and have to sneak into a cupboard,” Harry smirked at Mel.

“Just go do your interview,” Mel snapped.

“Just go do your boyfriend,” Harry shot back, and then added, “Quietly.” Both Mel and Zayn turned bright red again and we all laughed loudly, receiving some dirty looks.

“You can go in now,” Anna came back a few minutes later and the boys hugged us all before hurrying inside the glass room thing where they were going to do their interview. The girls, Paul and I stood on the other side of the glass and listened in.

'Can’t Say No' was playing whilst the prepared themselves.

“That was Conor Maynard and his debut single, 'Can’t Say No'; for all the Mayniacs listening in today, Conor’s debut album will be released July 30th and his new single Vegas Girls will be released on July 22nd, so keep an eye out,” Twiggy, one of the presenters, said.

“And with us now is One Direction,” Emma, the other presenter, smiled and the boys all said ‘hello’, well except Zayn who said ‘Vas Happenin’, no surprise there.

“Hey girls, we haven’t found out who won the Chat-Up Line Challenge yet,” I said.

“Oh yeah,” They nodded.

“Well, I said fifteen,” Mel smiled.

“I want to go last,” Beth smiled as we looked at her.

“I said thirteen,” Lauren said.

“Seventeen,” Molly looked proud of herself.

“Sixteen,” I said and then we all looked at Beth.

“Thirty-three,” She said, imitating a thick Irish accent.

“Thirty-three?” I gasped.

“There’s no need to mock my Irish accent Sophia,” Beth huffed.

“I’m not mocking your fake Irish accent, I’m Irish! It’s how I speak,” I laughed.

“Oh yeah…” She muttered and we all laughed, but got shushed by Paul.

“Sorry,” We whispered.

“Beth wins,” Molly announced. Beth did a silent victory dance and we all silently laughed at her.

“I’ve had an idea,” Beth said after she calmed down.

“Not another challenge,” Lauren whined.

“No, a prank,” Beth smirked.

“Do tell,” I grinned.

“A prank, from us and all the Directioners on the boys,” Beth explained.

“How would we do it with the Directioners?” Molly asked.

“Well…” Beth then went into a detailed explanation of her idea. This is going to be epic. Once we were finished discussing our prank; even Paul got involved; we turned our attention back to the interview, which was now in full swing.

“So, Zayn, your girlfriend, Mel, did a twitcam recently,” Twiggy started.

“She did?” Zayn frowned.

“Yes, didn’t you know?” Emma asked.

“Oh right, when she had to do those challenges,” He said in realisation.

“Yes,” Twiggy laughed, “So, what did you think to the challenge about her telling the truth to those questions?”

“What questions?” Zayn asked.

“Well, there was ‘Do you love Zayn?’,” Emma read out.

“Which she answered ‘yes’ to,” Twiggy commented.

“And these two that we aren’t allowed to actually say on air,” Emma handed Zayn a card and the boys read the questions on it.

“What were the questions?” Lauren asked Mel, and she blushed.

“’Have you and Zayn had sex yet?’ and ‘Does he prefer it on top?’” She muttered and we laughed.

“Did you answer them?” Beth asked.

“Sort of,” She sighed, “The first one I did, eventually, but not the second one.”

“Oh,” We nodded.

“Oh, well we all know that that first ones true, Niall and Sophia had to leave the house today,” Harry laughed.

“Because they were so loud?” Twiggy laughed.

“Yes,” Niall laughed.

“So, how do you feel about the whole of Twitter now knowing about your personal life?” Emma asked Zayn, holding back a laugh.

“There’s nothing I can do now, it’s already out, so I’ve just got to live the rollercoaster that is life,” He shrugged and everyone in the studio howled with laughter. ‘The rollercoaster that is life.’ Is he high? They continued the interview once everyone had calmed down.

“So, One Direction have picked a few of their favourite songs in the charts now to play for you,” Emma announced.

“But we weren’t allowed to pick our own,” Zayn sighed.

“Vain,” The others all coughed out and we all laughed again.

“So, you boys want to announce the first song?” Twiggy asked.

“Sure, Niall, it’s your song, you say it,” Liam smiled and Niall nodded.

“Up now, Boyfriend, by my mate and idol, Justin Bieber,” Niall announced the song into the microphone provided for the boys. The song came on and we all started dancing and singing along to it.

“Now, people have been asking us this a lot throughout today, it’s a bit of a strange question, but let’s get to the bottom of it… Harry, is it true you have four nipples?” Twiggy asked.

“Yes, definitely,” Harry nodded.

“What? Like actually four nipples?” Emma asked, “Where are the other two?”

“They’re like here,” He gestured to where his extra nipples were, “But they’re like smaller than the others… I’m not like a cow or something.”

“That’s so weird,” Twiggy laughed.

“Yeah, sometimes the boys play Russia Roulette with them and see who gets squirted with milk,” Harry laughed.

“What, so they actually produce milk?” Emma asked.

“One dribbles sometimes,” Louis laughed.

“So, there you have it, Harry Styles, does in fact have four nipples,” Twiggy concluded.

“I’ve also been wondering, this Fresh Prince of Bel-Air rap, who started it? And why?” Emma asked

“Well, I originally thought,” Louis started explaining, “We should have something to fall back on if the music or something packed in whilst we were performing, and it was then agreed we’d just start singing Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and then one day we just wanted to perform it and it sort of took off from there.”

“Nice,” Twiggy commented, “So, the next song is…”

“Is This Love, by our friend from X Factor, Aiden Grimshaw,” Liam announced.