Always Love You: A One Direction Adoption Story

Chapter 26

Roselyn POV:

Today I am meeting Simon. He's the guys' manager.

I think I've seen him on TV before, but he always seems to be yelling. Whenever the guys have meetings with him, they always come back more tense.

They've definitely been avoiding introducing us, and I guess I have been too. This Simon Cowell person seems to be very demanding. Every time the boys have a video call with him, I hide in my room and read books, and sometimes I can still hear their heated conversations.

However, today I can't hide.

Me and Harry eat cereal at the kitchen counter as Liam runs around grabbing things.

"Okay guys we need to leave in like 5 minutes! Is everyone ready to go?" he calls out.

"No need to stress mate, we've got plenty of time," Harry says in between bites of food.

Just then Louis and Niall walk into the kitchen. Niall gives me a kiss on the cheek before grabbing a banana, and Louis steals a spoonful of my cereal.

"Are we all ready to go?" Louis asks, looking around.

"Where's Zayn?" Liam asks, making Niall and Louis both shrug.

"We thought he was downstairs with y'all," Niall replies.

"Wait has he not woken up yet?" Louis asks.

"That's something he would do," Harry laughs, flicking his spoon at me and splashing me with milk. I giggle as I flick my spoon back at him, and two honey nut cheerios stick to his nose.

"You guys, no! We need to be leaving now!" Liam sighs exasperated. "Zayn you better be awake by the time I get there!" he yells up the stairs before heading up them noisily.

The boys and I look at each other and burst out laughing as we hear Zayn falling out of his bed and rushing to get dressed.

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15 minutes later we're all in the car driving to the record label.

Zayn has been banished alone to the 3rd row for making us late. Liam is driving, and sticking to the speed limit, and Louis is in the front seat. Harry and Niall sit on my left and right in the center row.

"Are you nervous love?" Niall asks me, and I smile back sheepishly.

"To be honest? Yeah, a little bit," I reply, biting my lip.

"Don't be. We practically have Simon wrapped around our little finger," Harry replies.

"Yeah, maybe you do," Liam scoffs. "The rest of us will get a talking-to for being late... or at least I will." Liam mumbles the last part under his breath, but I could still hear him.

Harry isn't letting anything get him down, though, and he shrugs off Liam's words. He starts humming along to the song playing on the radio as the car falls quiet.

When we get to the record label, the valet people open the doors for us, and Liam hands off the car keys.

I look up at the tall building that seemed to go on forever, the shiny glass windows reflecting the sunlight against the other skyscrapers nearby, but the boys are no longer impressed by the staggering height of the office and walk right in.

"Come on Rosie girl," Louis says, reaching out his hand for me to grab onto. "We wouldn't want you getting lost in here now."

In the lobby, the receptionists greet the boys by name, and I smile meekly, partially hiding behind Louis as we walk past them.