CHAPTER 31

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-Nicole's POV -

We decided to stay at the party. It was only midnight so who cares. More of my fans showed up. I absolutely love my fans. They are the reason why I'm so famous.

"Nicole Clarkson? Can I please get a picture with you!" a girl that looked like she was probably 18 asked. I noticed she had loads of braclets on her wrists. Every time I saw that I always thought the worst.

"Ya what's your name love" I smile at her.

"Roseanne. People call me Rose though" she said, biting at her lip.

"Ok smile" I say and sticky tounge out for the selfie I was taking with her. Whenever I was taking a picture with a fan, I never had a serious face.

"Thank you, Nicole. You don't know how much you have helped me" She says.

"What do you mean" I ask. I have been told that I am inspiring but I really don't think I do anything to help people. She suddenly pulls up her braclets, showing tons of scars. I hear Zayn and Michael gasp behind me.

"You have helped me get through, shit that I didn't think I could get through" she says looking directly into my eyes. I am speachless, so instead of talking, I bring her in for a hug.

"Why" Zayn says from behind me. He was obviously talking to Rose. She began to blush like crazy before answering.

"Because I thought it would get rid of some of the pain" she said, looking down at her wrists.

"That doesn't get rid of pain" he says walking over to her. She was holding back tears, I could tell. Zayn hugged her and she cryed into his shoulder.

"How about you hang with us for a while- un- unless you have friends or something- or just don't feel like it" Zayn begins to stutter. He is attracted to her.

"I would lover to hang out with you. And I don't have friends" she said, obviously embaraced.

"Well then, we are your friends" Michael finally talks.

"Thank you" she smiles and we walk off to find something to do.

~

We have been talking for a while now and Michael put his hand on my back. We couldn't have people know we were together yet. Expecally now this way because donors will start.

"Can I talk to you for a sec" I say to him.

"Ya sure" he says and walks with me.

"We can't show that we are together" I whisper once we are away from Zayn and Rose.

"Why not" he pouts.

"Because- it will just be better if we tell our or fans our selves. Not threw a rumor" I say.

"Ok when are we going to tell then" he asks.

"Tomorrow we will make a video on my YouTube channel and we can post it on the five seconds of summer channel too" I explain.

"Ok" he huffs and we make our way back to Zayn and Rose.

"Nicole I need to talk to you" Zayn says in a panicked voice once I sit down.

"Fine" I groan and go back to where Michael and I just were. "What do you need"

"Ok so I really like Rose, but she doesn't trust anyone. And I really need to know how to get her" he says in a rushed voice. I was happy that he was moving on.

"Ok, so, just make a conversation and learn more about her. Don't bring up touchy questions. And show her signs that you like her but not too big of a sign" I say in an excited voice. We soon made our way back to Michael and Rose who were talking about what looked like the party.

"Hey Michael, come with me to get some beer. Ya?" I say trying to give Zayn and Rose some room.

"Ya ok?" he says and gets up with me.

"Zayn's going to make a move" I say excitedly when we get to the counter.

"With Rose?" he asks.

"Yes he really likes her, and they would make an adorable couple" I squeal.

"Yay, I'm happy for him" He says. We decide against another beer and just stand around and talk.

"She's really find of you" he says.

"I know, but I didn't think that I actually ever helped anyone like that" I say.

"Ya. But it's still really cool" he says.

After about five minutes of Michael and I talking and waiting for Zayn and Rose to do their thing. We decided to go check up on them. When we got there, Zayn was holding Rose's hand and looking at her in the eyes. They were deep in conversation so I decided not to intrude.

"Lets go wait it out for a while" I say and go into the backyard with him.

"They are getting along well" he says with a grin.

"Ya they are, I'm happy for them" I say, taking Michael's hand in mine as we walk around the drunk people.

"You aren't jealous at all?" he asked, and he seemed worried for the answer.

"Of course not! Why would I be?" I say.

"I don't know....... Its just, you had history together, and he's better than me, and you just broke up with him..." he said looking down.

"Michael, you are my everything. I don't care about him like that. We are only friends. I was stupid to rush into that relationship anyways" I say, giving him a passionate kiss. I love him more than anyone in the world. And it hurts me of how he thinks about himself. "Stop talking about yourself like that, please"

"I'm sorry" he says as we sit down by the pool. We find things to talk about. Like tomorrow's video, and tv shows.

"Hey we've been looking all over for you" Zayn's voice inturups.

"Sorry we just got caught up in a conversation about pizza" I laugh and stand up with Michael.

"Should we get going, Saturday's get bad after midnight" Michael said and we all agreed. But Rose seemed to be scared.

"What's wrong" I say to her.

"Nothing- it's just- I hate home. My dad is never around and my mum doesn't care about me" She says looking down.

"You can stay at a hotel with me" Zayn says. "B-but like in d-ifferent rooms" Zayn begins to stutter.

"Ya sure, my mum could care less if I never came home again. She barley knows I exist" Rose replys.

"Ok let's get this on the road" Michael yells and runs out the door with me.

~

We have already dropped off Zayn and Rose, so Michael and I are in our way back to Luke's gouse, that I learned, was actually just a rental until they went back to Australia. I've missed Australia, I left after I cheated on Michael. So much happend there. I was hoping that I would be able to go with the boys to Australia but I don't know yet.

"Here we are" Michael said, turning off the car. I got out and held his hand to the house.

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