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~Louis' POV~
"It's completely up to you," Simon told us as we sat in his office. He had just informed us that we were given an opputunity to play at Time Square on New Year's Eve as the main act. "Late notice, I know,"
"I think we'll all have to talk to the girls," Liam said.
"Well, I'm all for it, Cher got an opputunity, too." Harry decided whilst Simon nodded.
"Niall? You don't have anybody to ask," Simon turned to Niall.
"Well, I was planning on going back home for a few weeks," Niall shrugged. "But I guess I could push it back,"
"Zayn I can get Little Mix to open for you all," Simon said, punching a few numbers into his phone whilst Zayn nodded. "Hello, Ryan, if we do accept your offer can we have Little Mix open for them? Oh, great! We'll let you know soon," He set his phone down and nodded.
"That leaves Mal and Dani," I noted, sighing.
"I can get Dani to be a back-up dancer for you guys," Simon said, raising his eyebrows.
"Uncle Si, I think Lou and I just have to talk to them. I will offer that to Dani, but please quit trying to buy us," Liam said, being the mature one he is. Simon sighed and nodded before dismissing us to go. I got up and followed the security guards out of the door to see a few fans waiting for us. Since it was only about ten of them, we each took two and took pictures and gave them autographs.
"Hello, love, what's your name?" I asked the little girl who only looked to be about six.
"My name is Bella!" She giggled.
"Well, Bella, would you like a picture?" I asked, picking her up. She beamed and nodded, wrapping her arms around my neck while her mum took the picture.
"Thank you," Her mum smiled at me as I set the little girl down. I smiled back before walking towards the next girl. She was about seventeen, long blonde hair with brown eyes, wearing an outfit that was a bit old for a seventeen year old.
"Hello, love, what's your name?" I asked her as I signed a notebook.
"I'm Tiffany," She smiled. I smiled a bit before taking a picture and hurrying off to the van.
Everybody hurried back to the car with smiles on their faces. We all adore our fans, they've been there for us through and through.
We all managed to doze off for the long road trip from London to Blackpool ahead of us.
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"I'm HOME!" I yelled as I walked through our front door. Mallory came running straight into my arms and I spun her around.
"Hi!" She said before kissing me passionately, our lips moving in perfect sync. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I grazed the bottom of her lip, asking for entrance. Her lips parted and my tongue entered, roaming her mouth, before both of our tongues were fighting for dominance. When we pulled away, I rested my forehead upon hers.
"Um, I have something to ask you," I said as I sat down on the couch.
"Shoot," She said, sitting on the loveseat criss-cross-applesauce.
"Well, we got offered to play at Time Square and pretty much everybody else is for it. So?"
"Lou," She groaned, taking her head in her hands. "We just got back from New York!"
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