Making It Big (One Direction fan fic) *COMPLETED* *FINISHED EDITING*

Chapter Two: The Unexpected Phone Call...

I lope him bareback until I see to my clubhouse with a stable attached to it. It is very private and took me 6 weeks to build! Of course I had some help from one of my good friends, Leroy.

He's a good man that knows a thing or two about anything. He may be 74 be he's still got a lot of pizzazz in him! He's actually the only person who doesn't care that my brother is famous, and that's why I've actually let him, his wife, and his son into my life.

I walk Trig into the stable and give him some water. Then I turn the lights on in the house and plug my phone in. The place is nice and warm so I just sit down on my bed, which is in the corner.  I pull out a copy of Malcom Gladwell's Blink and start reading it. Pretty soon, I can barely keep my eyes open, so I let myself dose off.

Liam's POV

It has been a good 3 hours since Skye stormed out of the studio. We checked the barn, and nither she nor Trig were there. There was only one thing left to do!

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Louis asks.

"Yeah. This is the place." I sigh, scanning around the junkyard for any sign of life. I get out of the SUV and look for Leroy. I see him laying under a car.

"Hey Leroy!" I greet the old man.

I hear a loud bang and a few swear words. He scrambles out from under the car now. I'm guessing he hit his head again because there was another string of swear words along with the action.

"Liam! What can I do for you?" He smiles, rubbing a bump on his head. "We kinda sorta lost Skye! Any ideas on where she would be?" I asks. He strokes his chin for a minute like he's thinking.

"As a matter-o-fact I do! But it's late so I wouldn't go 'til tomorrow, she's probably sleeping. Try calling her and ask her!" He suggests, patting me on the back.

"Ok! Thanks Leroy!" I wave and  get into the SUV. Louis drives off for home.

"Man, how am I going to punish her for this one?" I mutter.

"Well Liam, she was right when she said that about you. I think you need to be more supportive and not be so ignoring!" Niall explains. I shake my head.

"Please. How would you know parenting?" I ask.

"Well if you don't want to be a good older brother, just send her back with your parents." He replies.

I nod and look out the car window.  I can't send her back after all that's happened. She has nowhere to go.

Skye's POV

I wake up to my phone going off. I pick it up and groggily croaking out a hello.

"Is this Skye Payne?" A man asks.

"This is she." I reply.

"Hello. I'm George, the head of the British Equestrian Federation. Congratulations, You are now on our Olympic Team." He explains. I instantly wake up and shoot out of bed.

"Are you serious?!?! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" I squeal. At this point, I've completely forgotten to be professional!

"Your welcome! I hope to have the pleasure of meeting you sometime soon." He says. "Thank you so much sir! It will be a pleasure meeting you too!" I grin and hang up.

Then I let out the biggest scream of my life and start randomly dancing around the room. I press a button and a disco ball and disco lights fall come out of the ceiling.

"CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES C'MON!" The music chants. I start doing all of these horrible dance moves and screaming.

My phone buzzes, ending my celebration.

Liam: where r u?

Me: Not far from the barn. I MADE THE FLIPPING OLYMPIC TEAM!!!

Liam: REALLY? I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!

Me: THANKS! WHY ARE WE STILL USING CAPS?

Liam: :P b over in a few.

I set down my phone and get Trig out of the stables.

"We're going to the Olympics boy!" I exclaim and he whinnies.

"Lets go home." We pack up and canter to the barn where Liam is waiting.

"Thanks ya big dork!" I laugh.

"For what?" He asks.

"For stepping up and being my big brother!" I grin.

"Oh. You're welcome. This is totally off topic, and you'll hate me, But, Do you want to come to the interview with us tomorrow? It's earlier than noon." He asks.

"Sure." I smile and put Trig in his stall. I feed him and rub liniment on his legs. I quilt wrap him too.

Then after that, we went home. When we walk in, the boys are watching a chick flick!

"Uh guys? Why are you watching Mean Girls?" I ask. "Uh. You can't sit with us." Louis says, saying the quote perfectly and even adding a hand gesture.

"Whatever. I'm out." I sigh, walking to my room.

I change into sweatpants and a PTV shirt. I pull out my black ESP and I start to play BVB's Coffin, just practicing for no apparent reason. Okay, my reason is to annoy them so that they can't hear the stupid movie.

Unlike Liam, I actually have a talent.

I hear banging on the floor below me. Good they hear it. I continue to shred into the solo. There's a knock at my door but I continue as Niall walks in.

"Awesome job." He grins.

"Thanks." I reply.

"Could you kindly stop?" He asks.

"As long as the guys  watch the half hour uncut Andy Sixx interview!" I exclaim, getting my laptop and pushing past Niall.

"New plan, she said she would stop but we have to watch her video." Niall sighs.

"No." Liam crosses his arms.

"Yes." I stand my ground. I love BryanStars! God and not to mention Andy...

Oh yeah...

"C'mon! Andy's like your guys' age and he is a heck of a lot more mature!" I exclaim.

"That's why I said no! I don't want you to continue pointing out our flaws. Go back upstairs and go to bed." Liam frowns.

I roll my eyes and head back upstairs. Fine. I'll watch it myself but he's not going to win the next round!

Hi! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thanks for reading!

-AC ;)