Everything About You // l.t.

Fifteen

Rachel POV

"O-One D-Direction?" I stuttered. I couldn't believe it, this wasn't happening. I've tried so hard to get away from them, and now right as it goes away, it comes back? What the hell?

"Yup." He said popping the 'p'. "And you are going to make sure they are comfortable here."

"I'm sorry. So what you're saying is, I have to go face-to-face with them, and talk?" I asked.

"Yes you do."

I went pale, I couldn't breath. No! This can't be happening! Why? Why? Why? Why me?! Out of all the people in this world, why me?

"Are you alright?" He comforted.

"Yes. I am fine. So, when do they come?" I chewed on my lower lip nervously.

"11:00" He answered.

I checked my watch; 9:34 AM. I nodded "Alright."

"Make sure the dressing room labeled 'One Direction' is cleaned and that there is lots of things to do and lots of food because you don't want adorable Niall hungry!" He exclaimed. If you couldn't already tell, my boss is gay. I figured that out months ago when he started to obsess over 1D.

"Mmk" I said.

I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me. I stood there, just thinking. Then I darted to the bathroom, yanked open the door, and sat down next to the toilet and let it out.

I kept thinking about how I would face Louis and the rest of the boys. What will happen, and how will me and them react after what, 4 years? We completely lost contact, but now meeting again will be 100x more awkward than the first time!

I felt a hand on my back, it started rubbing up and down. "It's okay, let it out." It said.

I nearly jumped out of my skin. I shot up and stared at the person. And of course, it was Tyler. He has a big crush on me and has admitted it before.

"Tyler," I mumbled.

"Yeah?" He asked, but I ignored it.

He knows I have a boyfriend but continues to flirt with me. He isn't even cute. He has nerd glasses, very short red hair, too much freckles. It's very disturbing. I flushed the toilet and washed my mouth.

"Tyler, go away! Just for once leave me alone!" I snapped. I probably shouldn't have done that. But I am just so stressed to see Louis again, I really don't think it matters. His face showed hurt. Sadness.

"I'm sorry Tyler. I'm just so stressed. But please, I'm not interested in you! Leave me alone." I apologized.

"Alright. I'm sorry then, Rachel. Sorry for annoying you." He said. He got up and ran down the halls. I could hear him crying.

Poor guy. I thought. Poor guy.

10:48 AM

I think I got everything covered. The stage is ready, the screaming girls are ready, the security guards are ready, the room the boys, wait hold on. Not boys, 'men' now I guess. The men's room is ready. I think I'm done.

I still don't know what to do. I guess what I have to do now is wait outside with my favorite security guard, Xavier. I walked to were Xavier is and asked "Hey, you ready to go get the boys?" He nodded in response, then followed me outside. I hope it turns out fine. I really do.

Louis POV

So right now were in the big black car, driving to this concert place. I'm getting bored of concerts and this life full of fame and fortune, maybe I want to do something else with my life. Right?

Right now, Niall is doing the stupidest thing on earth. He's screaming out the window: "HEY IT'S ONE DIRECTION!!" We're trying to get him out by yelling and pulling him down but he just wouldn't stop. He had too much sugar this morning.

We pulled into the back of the 'concert place' there stood a security guard and a slightly familiar brunette. "Alright boys. Out you go." Paul said, who is surprisingly still our body guard, while opening the door. We hopped out.

I kept looking at the brunette. She was looking at me too, but looked away when I looked at her. Why was she so familiar? We walked to the people.

"Hello, I am One Direction's security guard, Paul. I believe they have a concert here?" He politely explained.

"Y-yes, you d-do." The brunette said, she made small glances at me but quickly looked away. "F-Follow me. P-Please."

We all followed her down a long hall until someone yanked my arm and pulled me into a closet. I looked at whoever it was, alarmed. And of course, it was Liam.

"Louis!" He yelled.

"What?" I asked, a bit annoyed.

"Do you know who that brunette is?" He asked.

"No, but she looks so damn familiar." I said.

"That's because it's Rachel!"

My eyes widened. Rachel? The girl I dated 3 years ago, who was my best friend, who claimed I cheated, was that girl?

"Yes. Yes it's her." Liam said. I guess I just said that out loud.

"How." I whispered, more of a statement than a question.

"I guess it's just fate." He said. I sighed. Trouble was yet to come.

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Edited as of 12/28/14