One Summer
(One Direction Fan-Fic)

CHAPTER 3: Lost and Confused (PART 1)

“The show was amazing guys!” I exclaimed.
“Thanks love. Did you like the song I dedicated to you in front of thousands of adoring fans who now probably hate you?” Niall said then winked at me.
“YES! How did you know Another World is my favorite song?” I grinned from ear to ear.
“Lucky guess, mate.” He said.
This boy was driving me crazy. He dedicated a song to me (a song which has a questionable meaning), called me love, but then called me mate and didn’t even look at me. He had tried to make me breakfast but then after that ignored me. What the devil is going on?
Zayn tapped me on the shoulder and gestured to follow him. I did, but I was mighty confused.
“What’s up?” I questioned, looking at him strangely.
“Just go easy on Niall, okay Ros. He hasn’t really strongly liked a girl for a while. That makes you special.” He smiled, but his eyes looked uneasy.
“I will. I’m just not really sure what to do with all the mixed signals I’ve been getting. I mean, love and mate are pretty damn different.” I said.
“I’ll talk to him.” Zayn winked at me and walked away. I stupidly didn’t watch which way he turned and by the time I looked up, he was gone and I was hopelessly lost. Alone, in a huge stadium filled to the brim with some possibly insane people.  I was completely lost and hopelessly confused.
 
 “What are you doing back here?” A large man in a suit yelled. He glared at me when I flashed my backstage pass. You would think that the boys would’ve mentioned something about me to security.
“I’m lost, could you point me in the right direction?” I asked as sweetly as I could.
“Go down that hallway and at the end turn left, you should find yourself backstage then.” He answered gruffly still glaring at me suspiciously.
“Thanks sir.” I smiled and then turned and walked away following his directions.
 At the end of the hall I turned left and saw a door, I opened it and felt a cold rush of air and the smell of smoke. The door slammed quickly behind me and I heard a click. This door led to an alleyway. Great, so the security guy lied to me. Now what would I do, I turned around and decided to go back inside. I grabbed the handle but no matter what I did, it wouldn’t turn. I was locked outside, in an alleyway, in Chicago on my Birthday.

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