The Fanfiction Writer (Completed)

Chapter Eighteen: Auditions & Thomas

Chapter Eighteen: Auditions & Thomas

**Lilah's POV**

"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why you shouldn't be late to anything."

Jared lowers himself into a seat beside Harry. He takes in a breath finally after a non-stop hour of ranting about why being late is unfashionable and totally shamed upon. I've recieved similiar rants from him before so I really am used to it by now, but it's the looks on the boys' faces that has me cracking up once Jared is done talking. They all look the same: wide eyes, open mouths, and shock painted beautifully across their faces. Yup, the Jared Rant definitely does that to people.

"Damn," Niall mutters. "I thought I could talk alot."

"No, you eat alot. Louis talks a lot," Liam teases.

Niall nods. "True."

"Well, now that we are done with that whole rant, I think we should start heading over to the drama department. The auditioners might start showing up early," Thomas says as he gets to his feet. He has a binder in his hands and I look over at him in confusion. Was he planning on judging auditions as well?

The boys all start filing out. I hang back a bit so I can talk to Thomas without the interference of anyone. When everyones already headed out, I go over to Thomas.

"Hey," I say.

"What's up, Lilah?"

"Nothing much, but uh, are you planning on running auditions?"

Thomas shrugs as we walk out of the apartment the boys are renting. I watch as they pile into the limo waiting for them. Thomas heads towards his car and I have to seriously debate between ending discussion and going to the boys or finishing our conversation and riding with Thomas.

"You can go over there if you want," Thomas says quietly. He must notice my glancing at the limo. Niall appears through the sun roof and he waves at us. "I'm sure you must be really itching to get in that limo with them."

I look away from Niall and look at Thomas instead. His curls are falling onto his face but he doesn't push them away. It's as if he leaves them there so that I can push them away for him. But I refuse to give in.

"You should come with us," I say because I know that I should invite him. "The boys are great once you get to know them."

Thomas laughs and smiles down at the ground. "Yeah, they're totally great," he says but part of me doesn't believe he means it. At least not all of it. "Listen, Lilah, I just really want-"

"LILAH! HEY LILAH! COME ON!" I spin towards the limo and there's Zayn with his entire upper body sticking out of the limo sun roof. He waves his arms in the air at me with a wide grin on his face. My entire body starts picking up pace with the beats and heartbeats and shivers and everything girly that's within me.

"COMING!" I yell back with a wave as well.

Thomas coughs. "Lilah."

"Oh, sorry! What was happening?" I ask Thomas. Zayn's waiting for me. They're all waiting for me!

Thomas sighs and shakes his head. "Nothing, just enjoy the ride. Oh and to answer your question, yeah I'm helping with the auditions. I thought you could all use a hand since the boys probably have no idea what to look out for," Thomas says in a complete monotone. HIs eyes are drawn to the floor and I feel awkward just standing here and staring up at him.

I rock on my heels and toes. "Well...okay. I'll just see you there then!"

"Thomas nods. "Yeah, see you there," he says.