Zac and I grinned at each other as our microphones were being set up.

To most artists, performing at a theme park is quite downgrading, but for me it was perfect. I loved he adrenaline you got from the rides, the friendly costumes of staff, the smell of the food and most importantly the smiles on everyone's faces.

We had decided on three songs we would be singing but we also had a lot of dialogue we were going to just improvise at the time.

The stage hands told us our microphones were ready so we quickly did some breathing exercises, before running out on to the stage. I had an electric guitar set up, as the manager had kept a signed one spare, in return for me and Zac promising to sign it afterwards.

I strummed the opening chords of 'Pumped Up Kicks' and the crowd went wild.

Zac and I had already agreed to mix it up like him and Taylor had done on the Ellen Show.

"Hey Ciara?" Zac yelled into his mircophone and the crowd screamed.

"Yeah bro?" I jokingly said. The crowd whooped at my enthusiasm and yelled for us both.

"Let's mix this up!"

Zac: We work some long days. Singing weird songs for all you people. And it gets kinda weird. Getting called out like we're boyfriend and girlfriend.

Everyone started screaming and we paused the music for a moment.

"Nah, sorry guys!" Zac yelled happily into the mircophone. "We're not going out!"

Everyone booed and we laughed and continued on with the song.

At the end, we kicked up a discussion.

"Hey zac?" He turned around and smiled.

"Isn't this the first time you've sang with me?" The crowd went wild, even louder than before if that was possible.

--- A FEW HOURS LATER ----

I leaned my head back in Zac's leather seats of his car. In the back seats, there was loads of Universal bags as I had gone on a bit of a Universal nerd shopping spree.

I had bought Dr Seuss converse, Harry Potter tshirts, Despicable me pyjamas, you name it. I was a huge nerd for these things, and surprisingly so was Zac.

We spent the whole car journey a bit like the journey on the way to Universal but instead we talked a lot more.

It was 10:00pm by the time Zac had dropped me off, we had exchanged numbers and I promised I would try and convince Naya to go on a date with him because he had a crush on her.

Naya and I talked for a while before she broke the news to me.

"Ciara?"

"Hm?"

"Darren came round." I froze and turned to look at her. Why was he around, he was meant to be in London!

"Where is he now?" I asked and Naya gave me a look.

"He's at his flat but he says he won't stop coming until you love him again."

I rolled my eyes and thanked her before heading upstairs and into my room. Who does he think he is? Cheat on me and expect me to forget in a second!

But why was I having to try so hard not to forgive him. I didn't love him anymore, he cheated, something we both promised we would never do.

A small voice had spoken up at the back of my mind.

'It's because you still love him'.

And, I knew that all of me didn't want to, but it agreed with that small voice.

THE NEXT DAY

I sat down at the table. His green eyes stared back into mine and I glared back at them, annoyance entering my body. Em what?

"YOU DID WHAT?" I yelled at him across the table, and he slunk backwards into his chair slightly.

A calm hand was placed on my shoulder and I didn't need to even look to know who it was. They started massaging soothing circles in between my shoulder blades and I instantly relaxed.

"Thanks Justin." I said softly and he nodded before sitting in the seat beside me, also glaring at Harry across the table.

Everyone had flown back up as they had things to do. I however, had been told of something Harry had done.

"It seemed fine at the time."

I threw my hands in the air, grabbed my jacket, phone and keys before walking out and slamming the door behind me.

No-one came to get me as I ran through the rain. They knew I needed my space. I found shelter from the lashing rain under a small tree which was completely dry for some reason.

I took out my phone and looked at my twitter. Justin had tweeted me.

'@justinbieber: @ciarathehelson follow ur heart and u'll know what 2 do.'

I sent him back a thumbs up and I turned off my phone.

I didn't want to follow my heart because I knew exactly where it would lead me. It would lead me back to him.

For all of you thinking 'oh, she means Darren', you are horribly wrong. I wish you were right though.

This however was something worse and it was all Harry freaking Styles fault that I was in this situation.

He had accidentally told the paparazzi. No-one understood why I was so shaken up about this one message, because I'd never told any body.

He was back. My cousin was back, but this time I had a feeling he wasn't going to be like he was before. I loved him and Id never been scared of him until I got told the stories of what he actually had done.

He was in the army, which I was proud of. But he had changed.

Last summer, I tickled him and in a second he snapped and had me pinned down in a lock on the floor. Almost instantly recognising his mistake he got off me and apologised.

But Harry Styles had found him, and told the paparazzi.

My cousin was not ready for them.

And I wasn't ready for my cousins reaction to Darren, I don't think anyone was.