Managing... Just... a One Direction Fan fiction

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“LOUIS!” Liam called as Louis ran after Harry, a bottle of water in hand.

“Liam save me” Harry laughed as we wandered the corridors of the hall we were performing in later today. Sound checks are the best.

We walked into the hall, back stage people rushing about with their clip boards and head sets. Hair and make-up began filing into the hall, bags and clothes rails in hands. Paul ushered to the front of the stage.

And there she was, dressed in a pair of denim shorts with an Aztec pattern on the pocket, a pair of blue Vans and a cream top (A/N top on the side)  her hair in a messy bun and a long necklace.

“Hey guys” she waved.

“Hey” We corused.

“Eliza, hold Lux for a sec, I need to pop to the loo” Lou said, handing over her baby. Eliza smiled, taking Lux in her arms, slightly rocking side to side.

“So. What are we doing again?” Zayn said, holding the water bottle away from Louis

“Basically” Eliza said walking over to the stage, sitting on it. “Doing what you do best” she smirked. “Singing and mucking about”

“You don’t need hair and make-up, they are just setting up for tonight” Paul explained as we took our seats in front of them on the chairs.

“You will be given a microphone from Dave and you will sing whatever song comes on. Josh and Sandy, which have yet to arrive, will rehearse. Other than that it’s quite relaxed” Eliza said as Lux grabbed hold of her hand looking intently at her painted nails.

“Dave” I snickered, getting a glare from Paul.

“Right, lets get you started then” Eliza said, as ‘Dave’ came over with our microphones.

***

“One more song” Eliza pleaded.

“We have done every song, on every album we have ever done. What other song can we possibly do?” I said, laying down on the stage floor.

“I suggest a protest” Liam said, joining me on the floor.

“I refuse to sing one more song” Harry said, throwing his microphone on the floor and joining me and Liam. Louis and Zayn soon followed.

“Guys get up” Paul said sternly.

“Nope”

“Why not?” Paul said frowning.

“We’re bored” Louis stated casually.

-Eliza’s POV-

“Are you going to get up then?” I asked, a plan playing in my mind.

“Never!” Zayn shouted.

“Fine” I said walking out of the hall. “I’ll just have all the food in the cafe for myself”

“WAIT!” Naill shouted running after me.

“Niall you traitor!” Some one yelled after us, I think it was Harry, I cant be sure.

“So” Niall said casually as we walked the endless corridors.

“You alright?” I asked, frowning my eyebrows. I swear we had just passed that pot plant.

“Yeah you?” Niall said copying my actions.

“Good thanks” I said biting my lip

“You don’t know where we are going do you?” Niall asked, grinning slightly.