STYLES in Disguise *slow editing*

CHAPTER 42: Bestfriend

The night at that same day.

"Dad.." knocking on his door. "May I come in?" I waited outside his room.

"Come in." he answered. Twisting the doorknob, I slowly went inside, seeing him sitting on his room's sofa, he grabbed my hand and pulled my down to sit beside him.

"Dad," I whispered, looking directly into his eyes. "I made my decision."

"What do you mean?" He concernly asked and softly squeezed my hand. "Though you're not saying a word, I know you're in pain. I'm so sorry about what happened." He smiled weakly and looked down with teary eyes.

"Dad, don't even think that you've been a bad father to me. I know you're affected too but we cannot get back the time. Don't worry, I'll be fine soon. I just need time and space. Maybe a place where I could make myself busy and not able to remember such things." I kept holding on my tears but my voice cracked, revealing my disguise.

"There's no problem with that, I already told the boys to keep distance from you. It would help you to move on, I guess." My eyes widened as my jaw dropped with what I've heard. Seriously? He did that?

I know they did something unacceptable but keeping them distance? I don't think it's a great idea.

"But dad, the reality is in front of us. You cannot do that. The boys are in one band. They need each other and far as I'm concern, there'll be no difference whether they keep distance from me or not. Think about Zayn, he's one of the members of 1D. Don't worry it doesn't matter at all because I'm leaving." I pointed out. He stared at me at the corner of his eyes when he heard the last words.

Honestly, I don't want to do this.

How would I move on if I will stay here where I met Harry and where I fell in love with him. The place, where I never realized that the one I've been waiting for is one of my best mates. This place is the place who witnesses it all.

"I want to go home dad." I blurted out.

"But this is home Stacey." Dad said, cutting off my bewildered mind.

"Yes I know this is home, but I also have a second home right back there. Dad, I missed mom and my bestfriend." Trying to be convincing. I have a point right? back there, I'll be able to be me again. I can start all over again.

"Maybe you're just being dragged by your emotions Stacey."

"I don't know dad. I just hurt inside. Does loving someone really like this? You have to be hurt?" I cried. My dad spread his arms wide open and I buried my face over his chest while sobbing. He placed his hand over my back and rubbed it soothingly.

"It would be unfair for Zayn if you'll go without even saying goodbye to him. The boys and him are out for a concert outside the country right now, so if you won't mind, let's wait for your brother to go home. By then, I'll let you go back to Philippines." He whispered. I felt his chest vibrated in every word he uttered. His words sink in me. His right, I have to wait and formally say goodbye to my brother.

"Yes dad." I said while wiping out my tears on my cheeks.

"He'll be here after two days. He stared at me and kissed me on my forehead. I nodded.

I stood up fixing myself, "Goodnight daddy. I love you." Kissing him on the cheeks. He smiled which gave me strength to face this.

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For those two days of waiting for Zayn, Harry texted me and called me up for the hundredth times but I kept on rejecting it. He apologizes for what he had done, but it's too late to regret.

To avoid him from texting had calling me, I turned off my cellphone.

It was already the second day and Zayn haven't arrived yet. I looked at the wall clock and it reads. 9:35pm. Where would he be? Is there any traffic at the atmosphere, I doubt.

Opening my suitcase, I started to pack my staff. I took some t-shirts, pants, skinny jeans and some shoes that will fit in my bag. As I open the cabinet where my dresses are placed, I saw the dress I wore at my dinner date with Harry and all of the memories came back. I was about to reach out for it, a knock on the door got my attention. I slowly closed the cabinet and headed to the door.

"Who's it?" I asked but there's no answer. I unlocked the door then a familiar face greeted me with a huge grin on her face. "Karen?" I said in disbelief. "How-how did... y-you get h-here?" I stuttered but a smile escaped from my face.

"You're really the Stacey Davis I know who always ask such stupid questions." She smirked and I rolled my eyes. "Of course, I rode a plane to get here, duh..." she sassed. "I might die if I walk thousands and thousands of kilometers just to het here." She laughed but I hugged her so tightly.

"I miss you Karen." I let her go and look at her.

"I miss you too KC."

"Please don't call me KC, just Stacey.okay?"

"But I want 'KC;." She persuaded.

"Stacey... Stacey." I said.

She nodded but I know there's something running on her head. Ever since, I didn't complain to her for calling me 'KC' but because of what happened, it all changed.

"I hope you're happy with my surprise." Daddy injected.

"Yes dad.." I smiled. "You don't really want me to go aren't you? So you brought her here." I figured out and embraced him to say thank you.

"Karen, feel at home." He added before leaving.

"You're house is amazing." Karen squealed. Here we go again. The loudest girl is in the house.

"Yes, I know. Come in." I ushered her inside my room. For now, we'll be sharing my room like before.

"Oh... I almost forgot..." she inhaled. "You're Zayn's sister, right? right?" she shook my shoulder like insane.

"Yeah, so what's the big deal?" I acted like there's no big deal of being a sister of the famous Zayn Malik.

"What's the big deal?" her jaw dropped. "Gosh! You're the sister of Zayn Malik, a member of One Direction; my favorite band. I'm so way fortunate because my bestfriend is a Malik too." She squealed.

"Calm down Karen." I laughed at her. "Yeah, I know it's cool but you're acting so crazy and it's kinda freaking me out. Zayn will be terrified if he'll see you like that." I joked and she tried to control herself but she really can't help to fangirl.

"How does the other member looks like?" she excitedly asked.

"You're really the Karen Steven I know who asks stupid questions. Of course they all look like humans, duh.." trying to imitate her.

"I mean, are they really that cute in person? Are they really that sexy? Does Louis always goof around? Does Niall really like foods? Does Liam is really afraid of spoons? I s Zayn the mysterious guys in the band? Does Harry really have four nipples?" she asked straightly and I couldn't help myself not to hold my breathe because of the way she stated it.

"Maybe I should get some hot chocolate drink to knock you down and fall asleep. I joked and went out the door.

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A/N 1Dizarie

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