Zayn knocks on the trailer door and grabs my hand. According to him the boys love me but I am still nervous. As far as I know Zayn has never brought a girl over to meet One Direction and I think he is nervous too, even though he would never admit it. He puts his arm around my waist. It's stupid but him holding me means that he is claiming me for everyone to see. He isn't trying to deny us. I give him a peck on the cheek just as the door opens. Niall stands their and stares at us. I like Niall and he reminds me of a little puppy. He truly deserves someone special.

"Hey buddy. Whatsup Megan?", he motions us into the trailer. The boys are watching T.V and don't even look at us when we enter.

"Hey guys. I have something to tell you.", Zayn says. He gives me a reassuring squeeze.

"What?", Harry asks.

"Me and Megan, where dating now.", he say. All at once the boys heads snap up.

"Wait seriously?", we nod, "congrats guys. We really hoped this would happen. Zayn can I talk to you in the kitchen?", Liam asks. I wonder what that's about. I slide onto the couch and look and see what there watching. It's toy story. I love this movie. The kitchen door closes behind Liam and Zayn. Even with it there it does little to muffle the conversation.

"Zayn, I know you like Megan. The boys and knew from the second she arrived that this would probably happen. But you have to be careful with her. She's not like the girls you usually date with their boobs bigger than their brains. She is a quality girl. If your not looking for something serious you shouldn't jump into this relationship. It's not that we don't like her, we do, in fact she is probably one of the coolest girls you've dated but be careful. She doesn't have the same defenses as most girls you know?", Liam said. It made me embarrassed to think that the boys have noticed how clueless I am.

"Dude, I like Megan. I mean like really like her. Your right she is different in a good way. I am serious about her. It could turn into something.", Zayn says. I feel warm and fuzzy inside to hear Zayn say that stuff about me. He could have any girl and he likes me. I feel as if I am floating on air.

Zayn comes out of the kitchen and takes my hand. "C'mon Megan lets go grab a bite to eat." He pulls me off the couch.

That Night

I sit on my bed in my trailer and begin to write in my journal:

Dear Diary,

I find myself sitting in my room on what should be a great night but I find my self on edge with anxiety. I can't shake the feeling that Zayn is going to mean me. It just doesn't make sense why he stays with me. He's gorgeous and I'm….me. Just the other day Zayn and I saw this quaint little park and we were sitting in the grass and the sun was shinning on him and I thought to myself 'wow he's gorgeous'. Plus I am worried. The more we get to know each other the more attracted we are to each other. I mean I know he isn't a virgin and it's probably not as important for him as it is for me but I've never done it. I want to but I am not quite sure. Not to sound like a Health teacher but there are plenty of things that could go wrong like pregnancy and stuff. Still I want my first time to be with him. I think… I think I might love him and I think he loves me too. I've got to get to bed.

Peace,

Megan

The Next Morning

I wake up the next morning and I swear my first thought is Zayn. A huge smile breaks out on my face and I feel light as a feather. I wrangle my hair into a ponytail and put on jeans and a t-shirt. I bounce out of my trailer and almost trip over the chocolates that he left by my door. On it is a not that says:

Megan,

I've got rehearsal today. I'll be done at four o'clock. See you after.

Love,

Zayn

I smile. Hmm I've got practically the whole day to do whatever I want.. Every since I meet Zayn I haven't had much time to myself, we've spent the whole time just trying to get to know each other. I've got some family who lives not far from here. I'll go visit them and say hi. I take the keys to I check the bus listings and see an easy route to get there. Perfect.

An Hour Later

I knock on my Aunts cute little house. I love coming here. I visit them every summer. She takes one look at me and ushers me in. I sit at the familiar table. It's just like my aunt to let me in when I drop by with no warning. I smile and we make small talk.

"What's new", she asks. I think. She already knew I was tour.

"I am seeing a new guy", I respond.

"I know.", she says. Her face looks solemn.

"How?", I say. She gives me a weird look.

"Megan you are all over the tabloids. Every magazine has been talking about you.", she reaches down and pulls out a stack of magazines. I am on the cover of every one. Most of them say horrible things like how big of a slut I am and how I am only dating Zayn for a leg up in the industry. I let out a strangled cry in the back of my throat. Then suddenly a horrible thought hits me. Zayn has to have seen these. Even if he personally hasn't seen the magazine management would have informed him. Why haven't they told me about them. I can only think of one reason. Zayn told them not to. My cheeks heat up. I feel so embarrassed and I can barely look my aunt in the eye.

"Do you mind if I take these with me? I've got to go.", I ask.

"Yeah take 'em. There a load of rubbish anyway."

An Hour Later

I see the boys outside on the back of the building. They must be taking a smoke break. I storm over with the magazines in hand. The whole bus ride I fumed and I've built up a good head of steam.

"What are these?", I yell as I flap the magazines. The laughing and quite has stopped as the boys all watch the scene that's unfolding.

"You saw those?", he whispers.

"Saw them? Everyone has seen them! My family has seen them! You know the worst part? It isn't these lies that these people are spreading about me. I don't even know them. The worst part is that you hid them from me. I trusted you.", I turn around and walk away.

"Megan. Wait.", I hear Zayn call from behind me. But I am to mad to wait. From the corner of my eye I see Liam shake his head.