Featuring

Chapter 6

Shaunee's POV

ღ"Ugh, this is f*cking stupid....I don't see why the hell I have to be here." I complained as Mark ordered me to sit and wait on One Direction to arrive.
Apparently, he contacted them, and boy were they happy to hear they'd actually get a career.

"Because Shaunee....you must present yourself to them. You must inspire each other. Oh, your song together will be a hit! Hopefully!" Mark explained happily.

I slumped in my chair.
"Now go brush your hair out darling! With a dress like that, hair needs to be on point! We need to look presentable Shaunee!" Mark demanded.

"Why? Their just some trashy, after school band. Their all 15-year old jokes." I muttered, making a point.

"Actually, they're all around your age!" Mark acted like this was great news.
He then grabbed a nearby brush and started combing out my tangled hair.

"OW!" I yelled. "Mark! That's too f*cking hard! Try not to rip out my entire head thanks?"

"I'm sorry, love. We're on a tight schedule." Mark "apologized."

After finishing a very painful makeover, he rushed off to the next event.

Rachel then entered the room.
"Hey." She sat down next to me.

"Hello." I muttered coldly, scooting away.
Rachel eyed me.
"What's wrong Shaunee?"

"Nothing, just leave me alone you brat." I hissed.
"F*ck you too." Rachel turned away.

I played with the rings around my fingers until I heard the door ring.

ღHarry's POVღ

ღ"Oh my goodness! Isn't this GREAT!?!" I exclaimed, as Niall rung the doorbell.
"Right, buddy? This is f*cking amazing!" Niall agreed.

"No cussing." Liam hissed.
"F*ck." Niall replied.
"Niall..."
"F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, F*CK!" Niall hollered.
Liam's large hand clasped over Niall's dirty mouth.
"Be respectful!" Liam ordered.

"Fineeee." Niall huffed.

"And no cussing." Liam reminded.

"I get it daddy." Niall rolled his eyes dramatically.

"How long does it take for this girl is answer a doorbell?" Louis exclaimed.
"She's probably in the bathroom." Niall chuckled.
"What did she eat?" Louis snorted.

"So immature." Zayn shook his head.

I tried to ignore them and concentrate on how excited I was. Who gets the one in a lifetime chance to write a song with a famous artist?

ღShaunee's POVღ

ღ The door bell rang about 50 million times before I decided to answer.
I messed up my hair before opening, just to annoy Mark.

I opened the door and my eyes widened. Five obnoxious looking boys stared back at me.
"Um, hello." The one with the most hair spoke up. His strong British accent got my attention.

"I'm Harry." The curly continued.
"That's Zayn." Harry pointed toward a man with dark hair, and tattoos decorated his body.

"That's-"

"I'm Niall!" The blonde one chirped, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Pleasure meeting you, Shaunee!" Niall shook the sh*t outta my hand.

I withdrew my arm. "Y-you know who I am?"

"Who doesn't?" Another boy spoke up. "I'm Louis William Tomlinson!" He have me this big smile.

"Hi Louis." I half smiled.

"And I'm Liam, Liam Payne." Liam shook my hand the proper way.

"Well....now that's were all introduced..." I mumbled, folding my hands together.
"Your welcome inside."

"Oh my f*ck! This is so damn cool!" Niall shot like a rocket inside.
"Niall!! No cussing!!" Liam hollered after him.
Liam smiled at me. "Excuse his language."

I shrugged. "I don't care. I like it."

"Woah! Is that Mark from that TV show?" Louis ran off to play with Mark's hair, and I almost took pity on him.

All they boys were pretty much occupied and I realized Harry hadn't come in yet.
I held the door open wider.
"S-sorry...come on in."

"Thanks. It's really super duper awesome to meet you Shaunee. I love your name by the way. So unique." He ran on and on.

I didn't understand why, but my face grew hot.
"Um, thanks...thank you." I mumbled, brushing a strand of loose hair away from my face.

Harry smiled. "I'm so excited to write a song with you!" He jumped up and down like a little kid.

I giggled and suddenly put my hand over my mouth. I reminded myself these were the guys who we're stealing my spotlight.
"Um....sure whatever, me too? I guess." I said quickly, and turned away and acted as if I didn't care.

Harry's face fell as he shrugged it off, and I felt a tiny bit guilty. He was just trying to be nice.
But he thinks he can ride off my career I worked my butt off to accomplish? No way honey.
I bet they're not even good singers...

A/N I hoped y'all enjoyed! Worked harder on this chapter (; Please vote and comment! Love you guys bunches ღ