Makenna's P.O.V
By the time Simon told us we would be working with One Direction it was too late to say no, we'd already signed the contract.
"Why can't we work with a different band" I pleaded
"I thought you'd be thrilled, any other girls would kill to be in your position"
"Not us" I said
"Why, do you not like the boy's music?"
"No it's just.... we have, history with Harry and Niall"
"Do they know you?"
"Not anymore" Niamh sighed
We were told we were meeting the boys at their hotel suite the next day at 3.30. We decided to come early so we could glare when they entered. And we did.
"Boys I'd like to introduce you to Niamh Fitzgerald and Makenna Phoenix" Simon said gesturing to us. They all stared at us. Niall's eyes expanded.
"Niamhy? Makie?" he asked
"Niall" I grunted so Niamh wouldn't have to speak, she was stiff and quiet and Niamh was onlly like this when she was uncomfortable. Harry sat down beside me and Niall sat on my other side. Niall eyed me questioningly.
"I wanted to call, I really did Makie" he said
"I know Nialler" I snuggled into his shoulder and he put his arms around me and smiled. Niamh stared at me in anger and whipped out her phone. My phone went off in my pocket and of course it was Niamh.
What do you think you're doing! We promised!
I know Niamh but it's Niall, he is sorry and I have nothing against him
Well I do
Niall inhaled and sighed. "She doesn't mean it" I whspered to him, knowing he had read the messages. He nodded and left to go get us drinks. Harry slid closer to me.
"Hi Makenna" he said smiling enthusiastically
"Harry" I said empty
"Can I buy you a drink?" he said
"No i'm not thirsty" I said
"Since we're going to be working together very soon, I'm gonna need your number" he said cunningly
"And I'm gonna need you to move over" Niall said his arms full of drinks
"Sorry," he whispered to me, "that's just what Harry does when he sees a pretty girl." Pretty girl? i thought. I felt a hand slide around my waist as Simon asked me and Niamh to come up and sing for the boys, it was Harry's. I pulled away sharply
"That's my cue" I said faking a smile and walking up to where Simon stood, just behing Niamh.
"I can't do this Makenna" she whspered "Not in front of Niall"
"Yes you can Niamh! You've done it before"
"Seen that little trick Harry pulled there" she said grinning
"Niamh Fitzgerald I have no idea what you're talking about" I smiled wickedly.
"What are we gonna sing" she asked quickly,
"I have the perfect song"
Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like
I can always see 'em comin from the left and from the right
I don't wanna be a priss
I'm just try to be polite
But it always seems to bite me in the --
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Our Life And One Direction.
FanfictionNiamh Fitzgerald had never sat still a moment in her life, and could sing before she could talk, as her Mother says. As long as she remembers, Niall has been by her side, holding her hand. But when he was taken away from her, she was hurt. When her...
