Our Summer of Direction

On set with Alan Carr

Katie’s POV

“Chill out.” Harry whispers once we are seated and I am still clutching the Nerve Cup. I smile nervously and Alan starts the interview.

“Now I have never any of you ladies. I have met Zayn’s lovely girl Perrie, but alas she isn’t here!” Alan exclaims smacking a hand to his forehead. We all laugh with him and he gets up to shake hands with us girls.

“You must be Danielle, you’re Eleanor, you’re Emilea (nice an Irishman), and that makes you Katie.” He smiles shaking my hand. I return his smile and he doesn’t comment on the cup.

“Now two of you are young girls with no experience with the limelight; I am going to make you tell this story Katie because I never tire hearing it.” Alan laughs turning to me. I gulp inaudibly and Harry squeezes my hand.

“What story is that Alan?” I ask sounding more confident than I am.

“The story of how you and Harry met.” He grins passing out drinks to everyone except for Emilea. He passes her a soda and the audience laughs while she just rolls her eyes.

“Well, Emilea and I are really big Direction fans and for my birthday I got tix to see their show. We went and Harry fell off the stage during She’s Not Afraid, and I may have kissed him at the concert. No one else knows but he actually gave Emilea and I backstage passes to come see him later.” I say while all the boys turn to a sheepish looking Harry.

“Well then what? I am sure there was something after!” Alan exclaims looking as though he is hooked to my every word.

“I walked in and Liam had nudged Harry and said ‘Oh look Harry, it is the kisser.’ I had blushed and Harry took me into the other room to explain the rules. Naturally I started apologizing profusely and he said and I quote ‘shut up it was cute.’ We may have kissed again and I ended up scribbling my number on his forearm in blue sharpie.” I finish, still messing with my cup.

“OOH! Scandalous!” Alan laughs.

“What do you have so say about all of that, Harry?” Alan asks after the audience got a laugh.

“Well, if I had known eventually that event would have been shared on LIVE TELEVISION, then I probably- nah I wouldn’t have done anything differently.” Harry realizes with a laugh patting my leg.

“How adorable, Liam and Danielle I want to hear about the marriage!” Alan grins taking a sip of his champagne.

“What do you want to know?” Liam asks slinging his arm around Dani.

“How did it happen? I heard you all had quite the week. Tell me about it.” Alan says.

“Well, as you probably know that Emilea was in the hospital and we were taking turns being there so everyone could shower. This really isn’t an exciting proposal.” He stops looking at Alan.

“Tell us anyway!” Alan urges.

“We were getting dressed and Liam just got down on one knee and asked. Then we went back to the hospital and sat around waiting.” Dani adds with a small smile. I notice that she is careful not to mention anything related to the baby and I try to stop tapping with my cup. Alan continues asking us all questions and finally turns to Emilea and Niall.

“You two have been in quite a few magazines-.” Alan starts looking at Em.

“We have?” Emilea interrupts looking at him sharply. Alan looks a little taken aback and he nods. He casually reaches behind him and pulls out about 10 magazines. Nearly 6 magazines have Dani and Liam with zoomed in pictures of Dani’s engagement ring. The other few were small articles about Emilea and Niall. She snatches them and shows them to Niall. They laugh at one and Alan looks confused.

“Past that, we don’t have a lot of time left and I have tried to get past this but I just can’t. What is with the cup Katie?” Alan asks finally turning back towards me. The boys hide chuckles and Emilea looks at me sympathetically.

“That is her Nerve Cup.” Niall grins patting my shoulder.

“Her…Nerve Cup?” Alan asks slowly. Harry grins with Niall and they nod.

“What does that even mean?” Alan asks.

“She should show you!” Harry grins motioning for me to put my cup on the table.

“Harry, no!” I hiss getting nervous again.

“C’mon Katie! We will help you.” Niall grins. Just like back in the hallway he picks up my hands and puts them on the cup.

“I can do it myself!” I mutter pushing him away.

“Just remember that I hate you all.” I say frowning at them. I start tapping on the cup and Alan looks unimpressed.

“You have to sing too!” Harry says nudging me.

“I am not singing on live television.” I say firmly. Harry and I have a mini stare down and he agrees to sing with me. I start tapping my song and Harry and I sing. I don’t notice Niall and him share a devious look and Harry stops singing. I finish my song and Alan applaudes.

“That was cool! Your song was awesome!” Alan says.

“Okay, well there she sang on live television! Now we need to have our usual dance off!” Louis declares jumping off of the couch. Alan grins evilly and the Alans come out. The girls and I sit and laugh while the boys get smoked by the Alans and Alan himself.

“Take it bitches!” Alan grins whilst pelvic thrusting. We all laugh at the facepalming boys and finally hug Alan goodbye.