Have you forgotten?

Rafaela's P.O.V.

After the interview was over, I went to the studio to work on my next album.
When I was finished, I got back in my tour bus.

One more night alone.

I wanted to have some fun.

I was in my bedroom, reading a book, when somebody knocked on my door.
"Come in'', I shouted and Shirleen's head appeared from behind the door.
"Change your clothes. We have to go to the studio. I have a surprise for you", she said and disappeared.

I groaned and got up from the bed. Usually, when she says, she has a surprise for me, it means her getting more money and the only thing I get is more work.

I changed, then walked in the small living room of my tour bus to see her standing there, waiting for me.

"Let's get this over with", I said and exited the bus, only to find, it was crowded with people outside the studio.

I froze in my spot, when I saw all these people. That's what I was told to do, when it was so crowded and my security wasn't around. Besides, I was already used to move through such a big crowd.

My fans were a bit crazy sometimes though. Just like me. That's why I love them.

But I feel like these aren't only my fans. I can recognise a fan of me miles away and there were girls who weren't here for me.

Shirleen was now by my side and two men of our security came to help us. I noticed, that the crowd was much thicker than usual.
We finally made it through all the people and to the front door of the studio. I signed a couple of autographs and took some pictures on the way.

"Wow, what was that? The people are much more than usual", I said once we were inside the building.

"Well, this has to do with my surprise I guess", Shirleen said and walked past me, her heels clicking over the floor. I followed her, with my own heels making a clicking sound while I walked.

I had changed in a pair of very tight, dark jeans and a skinny colour shirt with some lace in the front. I had matching 10 inch heels and my hair was falling over my back in a curly mess.

Whatever this surprise was, it was very important for Shirleen, because she already has entered the studio room.
I took a few more steps before stopping myself, just before I opened the door leading to a small hallway.

I took a few breaths to calm myself down. My heart was beating hard and fast in my chest and my palms were sweating.

Why was my manager so excited? Well, there's only one way to find out. I turned the door handle and entered the small hallway, which leaded to different studio rooms.

When I neared the familiar door with my name on it, I heard some chattering. I could hear male voices and then there was Shirleen's.

I quickly opened the door, entered the studio room and all eyes turned on me. There were four boys standing beside one another in a line, while Shirleen talked to them.

Their jaws practically hit the floor, when they saw me. I know these guys. I just can't remember their names. They are in a band.
And I hoped, not to meet them, because I know, that if I meet them, I will have to meet HIM as well. And I tried my best to avoid him all these years. Then it hit me. Where was he? Has he left the band?

"Rafaela, meet the 1D boys, honey", Shirleen said and I got even more nervous, if that was possible.

"Ok guys, my name is Rafaela Diamonds.", I said.

"I know, who you are." The blonde one spoke, before I could say anything else, and then he blushed, as soon as he realised, that he has said it out loud.

The one, who had dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, cleared his throat to break the awkwardness.

"I'm Liam, nice to meet you.", he extended his hand towards me.
"Nice to meet you too." I shook his hand and moved on to the next boy. He had blue eyes and brown hair.

"My name is Louis, love, but you can call me Lou." I smiled and he returned it.

"I'm Zayn, it's really nice to meet you.", a very attractive guy with hazel eyes and brown hair spoked. His voice was so soft.

I shook my head to clear the thought from my mind. If he is so beautiful that means, he has a girlfriend.

I finally reached the blonde guy. When I took his hand in mine to shake, he trembled.

"Hello, Niall Horan, a big fan of yours, it's a honour to meet you.", he spoke very quickly. His accent was very thick. I smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Niall, actually, all of you guys.", I said.

Shirleen opened her mouth to say something, but before she did, the door swung open and the person, I hoped I would never see again, came in.

Notes

First,

I am very sorry for not updating for soooo long, but the internet at home got all fucked up and today it will be fixed...I hope.

I am at school now and thanks to my English teacher, who let me use her computer, I could update :D

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